Chapter 829

Qin Qian didn't understand the meaning of song mausoleum.

Song Ling also said: "you should have known that my illness, not much time left."

"No," Qin Qian shook his head vigorously, "don't think about it. The doctor didn't sentence you to death. How can you sentence yourself to death?"

Song Ling smiles: "I can feel that my body is going to die. I just hope that in the last days, you can leave here safely... "

Before the man finished, Qin Qian pressed his lips.

"Don't let me go any more. If I don't go, you can't drive me away. I just want to be with you."

Qin Qian's firm expression made Song Ling sigh: "I knew you would say that."

"So you'd better give up." Qin Qian sniffed: "from now on, I will not let you face the pain alone."

Song Ling hugged the woman for a long time and closed her eyes.

He was a little sentimental: "if only I didn't live in the Song family and knew you."

"If you were not born in the Song family, you would not be Songling, and then the people I love would not exist."

With that, Qin Qian gently took Song Ling's hand and lifted his sleeve.

Song Ling knew what the woman was doing, and his palm trembled subconsciously, but he didn't escape.

The scars on his hands were all exposed in front of her.

Those are engraved with his dark past scars, each one, let her heartache incomparably.

Song Ling is always very gentle on the surface. He smiles as if nothing happened. No one knows the pain in his heart.

Qin Qian slowly stroked the man's scar.

The origin of these injuries, she did not need to ask, can fully understand.

How much song Ling hated himself, how deep these scars were

Qin Qian is in a trance, and the palm of Song Ling's hand has curled up.

"If there is a next life, we must be together. I'll make up for what I owe you. I'll make up for it all my life. I'll make up for it all my life. "

"But I want this life." Qin Qian's voice was a little lower: "this life is not good, how can we guarantee the next life..."

"Shallow..."

"Song Ling, do the operation."

All of a sudden, Qin Qian got up and faced the song Mausoleum Road.

Song Ling's eyes suddenly darkened, and his Adam's Apple moved: "don't joke."

But Qin Qian's expression was solemn, not joking at all.

"Song Ling, only by surgery can you survive."

After staring at Qin Qian for a long time, Song Ling said, "it's too late to wait for heart donation."

Qin took a deep breath, and his voice was calm: "song yuejiu, you are ready for the heart source..."

“……”

Qin Qian's words made song mausoleum silent.

He took his hand back from Qin Qian, and his face changed completely.

Qin Qian pursed his lips: "I know you don't want to sacrifice innocent people. But... "

Song Ling's eyes were cold: "if you have to kill people, then you can live. I'd rather die."

Qin Qian's tears fell down in an instant: "you are dead, what about me?"

“……” Song mausoleum is silent.

Qin Qian covered his face for a long time, then calmed down.

"If we survive, we will have a future..."

"Then we have no future."

The song mausoleum is absolutely silent.

"No, we still have a chance..."

Qin Qian wanted to grab Song Ling's hand, but he was dodged. Song Ling raised his hand and pushed Qin Qian away.

"Song yuejiu asked you to come." Song Ling said coldly, "then you can reply to him. I won't do this operation. "

"Song mausoleum..."

"I thought you understood me."

Qin Qian wanted to speak again and was immediately interrupted by Song Ling.

Song Ling raised her eyes and looked at her red: "song yuejiu shouldn't be able to persuade you. Why do you let me down? That's human life... "

"Because you are my life, too!" Qin Qian clenched his teeth and choked.

“……”

Song Ling was silent for a long time. He lowered his head and put his hands into his hair. He grasped his hair hard.

He seemed to be in agony.

Seeing song mausoleum like this, Qin Qian felt more painful.

But she hesitated for a moment, or said: "the doctor said, the latest next week, must be operated on..."

But at this time, Song Ling pressed his heart, and his heart began to ache violently.

Seeing the abnormality of the man, Qin Qian immediately approached: "Song mausoleum!"

"Don't come here!" But Song Ling stopped her immediately.

Song Ling's mouth was tight and his voice was cold: "you shouldn't get involved in the whirlpool of the Song family. You go. I want to rest by myself. "

"Are you angry?" Qin Qian asked cautiously: "you have heard my conversation with song yuejiu..."Song Ling supported himself and said indifferently, "yes. So you don't have to say anything. "

Seeing the man's unstable mood, Qin Qian didn't dare to stay any longer, so he had to turn around and leave.

After leaving the room, Qin Qian called the doctor to see Song Ling, while he stayed alone in a corner not far away.

Song Ling just really hated her.

But when he was angry with her again, she was still reluctant to watch him die

The rain finally stopped in the morning.

Song yuejiu took off his earphone, turned around, went to the window and opened the window to breathe.

The cold wind swept his face and made his mind clearer.

He smiles slightly. In the earphone, the conversation between Qin Qian and Song Ling makes him really comfortable.

Sure enough, Song Ling is still his good son. Never changed.

"Ninth master, young master and Miss Qin What are you going to do? "

Simultaneous monitoring of the two people's conversation hands come together, very cautious mouth asked.

Song yuejiu's way of dealing with traitors has never been soft.

But the other party is his own son

How can song yuejiu still smile?

"Not much." Song yuejiu's light voice.

After thinking about it, he asked, "how's Shen Mengyu recently?"

When I mentioned the name, it took me a moment to react.

Shen Mengyu is the little girl that song yuejiu asked Song Ling to bring back.

This little girl is from Su Fenglai, but it's very mysterious. Song yuejiu not only didn't ask her to do anything, but also sent special people to serve her. Besides not allowing her to contact with the outside world, she treated her like a VIP.

"Hand way:" return nine ye, that little wench is very good, according to your command, try to satisfy all her needs

Song yuejiu nodded with satisfaction: "very good. Take good care of her, and soon she will be useful. "

"Yes."

“……”

Li Tingchen's side.

The nephew of the manor was escorted to Sufeng's room in the morning.

As soon as the man entered the office, Bai Shaoxin reported the news.

Li Tingchen sent people to detain Su Fenglai's nephew after a very strict underground operation, so the news is completely sealed.

"Go and have a look." Li Tingchen took off his coat and turned to the interrogation room.

"Yes." Bai Shaoxin immediately followed.

However, in the past few days, at the beginning of summer, Li Tingchen and Bai Shaoxin have been inseparable. When they suddenly see Li Tingchen alone, Bai Shaoxin is a little curious