"Good." Yan Yuanfei's voice is low, looking at her seriously, he promises: "as long as I live one day, I won't leave you."

Wen Ruoshui gazed at his eyes and confirmed that he was not lying. Then he asked him, "what are you going to do with mom and grandma?"

She has changed her name since she was engaged.

"Don't tell them now." Yan Yuanfei's eyes were warm and moist, with a bit of helplessness: "if they know, it's time to shut me up at home. I don't want to become a disabled person so soon."

He is afraid that once he stops, he will fall down faster and get busy, which is the best choice for him.

"I see." Wen Ruoshui also understands his idea. How can she not know.

He lived not only for himself, but also for the Yan family, but also for the land he loved and the people who lived on it.

Yan family, generation after generation.

When Yan Yuanfei's illness was exposed, he would never hide it from her. Every time he felt sick, he would report to her.

Wen Ruoshui looked at his illness again and again, but could not do anything. As a doctor, as a doctor known as a genius, she once again felt deeply powerless.

What kind of doctor is she?

She can't even see the people she cares about and loves the most, and she can't even find out what kind of disease they have.

She thought that her heart, has been trained to be very strong and strong, parents and grandfather, clear left, has allowed her to face anything calmly.

But she knows, useless, as a person of flesh and blood, how can it be so calm, looking at the love of people suffering from disease, is eager to replace him.

Nangong Lengyu was born prematurely for ten days.

Nangong coldly called her on the phone and said sorry to her that she failed to protect her sister and the baby in her stomach.

She took the mobile phone, sobbing, booking the earliest ticket, flew to France, she wanted to see, she always had to go to see ah!

In the evening, she finally got to the place.

The whole manor of Nangong family is surrounded by a depressing atmosphere. If you just stand at the door, you can feel suffocation.

The manor next door is dark.

The day before yesterday, yu'er talked to her and said that the handsome boy next door, her future son-in-law, had something to do and would come back before her due date.

It seems that the handsome boy next door did not come back. Who could have expected that this would be the case?

Nangong Lun saw her and sighed deeply. He took her hand and asked her, "water, please go and persuade yu'er!"

Wen Ruoshui looked at the old man who was always serious in front of him. At the moment, he looked like he was ten years old. He was haggard. He nodded: "Uncle Nangong, don't worry. I will."

Although uncle Nangong has always been critical of yu'er's pregnancy, he has even been in a state of confusion and wants to break the relationship between father and daughter.

But father and daughter, after all, is father and daughter, relatives are relatives, no one can replace.

When Nangong indifferently brought food out, the moment she saw her, tears began to flow down: "sister Shuishui, you are here."

Wen Ruoshui met him, took the things in his hand, and patted him on the shoulder with placation: "give it to me, I will tell her well."

Lost the baby, for yu'er, how big the blow should be, she is like all mothers, looking forward to the arrival of the baby every day.

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