Chapter 540

Song Xintian had already made all preparations. Liao Jiangcheng's word was like an amnesty order, which immediately left her brain blank and ignored anything.

She skillfully took off all and climbed into bed at a very fast speed.

Liao Jiangcheng looked at the woman he was looking forward to. His eyes were shallow and narrow. He was single-minded and affectionate. He never thought that his childhood family and environmental background had never taught him how to feel emotionally. His parents didn't set a good example. He just felt that his work career was much more important than this, but everyone had physiological needs. If he solved it occasionally, that's it.

He didn't worry about anything. As soon as he pulled the bath towel away from his waist, he leaned over and covered the big bed.

"HMM... Er, er Shao, you... Be gentle..." Song Xintian was very nervous and her body trembled involuntarily, but she tried to restrain herself and didn't want Liao Jiangcheng to find out that she was the first time. With ER Shao's temperament, she might be impatient with her baby's words and worry about crying afterwards.

Liao Jiangcheng also found that when he was about to say or do something, his mobile phone rang.

Buzzing——

The noisy bell vibrated again.

I'm in high spirits. Isn't calling for scolding at this time.

He had no time for anything else. When he continued to immerse himself again, his mobile phone rang again.

This completely broke Liao Jiangcheng's good interest. He got up unhappily. He touched the phone and was about to answer the curse. When he saw the incoming call, he was stunned.

It's a wish.

In my memory, she seldom calls him on her own initiative.

He pondered, turned over and sat aside, put his big hand around the trembling woman in his arms, and answered the phone, "hello?"

"Is it Mr. Liao? That... Miss she..." the nanny's voice came over the phone.

Liao Jiangcheng vaguely remembers that he told the nanny to call him when he had something, but he didn't leave a number. It is estimated that the nanny was in a hurry, so he called with the wishing mobile phone.

"Well, what's the matter?"

"... Miss vomited blood again and fainted."

Song Xintian felt the arm on his body stiff, raised his head and saw Liao Jiangcheng's face suddenly change. He said, "what's going on?"

"I, I don't know. When the young lady finished her medicine, she suddenly... Let me call before she fainted..."

The babysitter spoke intermittently and flustered. She couldn't speak clearly.

But Liao Jiangcheng can't care about these. After a long day of entanglement and depression, the haze has been cleared away, and even vaguely there is a different mood. At the critical moment, he makes a wish that the nanny can call him, even if she may be unconscious for a while, or something else, but it's enough for him to be happy.

Rejoice——

What does it mean to be happy for one person, sad for one person, and let one person affect the direction of their emotions? Liao Jiangcheng doesn't want to think about it. Instead, she can be remembered at a critical moment. From any point of view, should he have some weight in her heart?

Liao Jiangcheng got up and dressed while thinking, and said, "don't worry, I'll be there right away. Take care of her first."

The nanny answered.

After closing the line, Liao Jiangcheng was almost dressed. He hurriedly said to Song Xin, "talk about it another day." He walked out quickly.

"Er Shao..."

Song Xin sweet called, but as soon as the door opened and closed, the person had already disappeared.

Her whole lost person is like falling into an ice cellar. Her heart is like being torn by something. It hurts deeply and deeply. Gradually, the anger from the bottom of her eyes becomes more and more vicious

Liao Jiangcheng drove all the way.

In the evening, there were not many cars on the street. The road was smooth, and he ran several red lights.

At the thought of wishing to vomit blood, he wanted to fly over, just because it was the first time he needed to make a wish!

On the way, he also called his personal doctor.

When he arrived, as soon as he stepped into the bedroom, the brown soup and medicine spilled all over the floor and spread to his feet. What was more stinging was the dazzling blood red on the floor and the pale and haggard face of wishing on the big bed.

Liao Jiangcheng breathed and stifled. He stood still for a few seconds before he found his thoughts in the nanny's voice. He asked the nanny to clean up the floor, walked in and sat by the bed.

Wishing is still in a coma, dying, weak breathing, as if it could be at any time

"What medicine is this? Which doctor prescribed it?" He glanced at the soup sprinkled on the floor.

The nanny trembled, "this is... I don't know. It's that... That..."

The nanny didn't dare to tell the truth. When she was hired here, she was privately told by Ruishen that traditional Chinese medicine is to regulate liver injury and help restore taste. Because she got two salaries, she also promised not to mention it to anyone. She didn't dare to tell the truth.

Liao Jiangcheng wanted to talk again, but the doorbell rang again.

It's the private doctor.

After roughly checking the wish, Liao Jiangcheng sent the doctor out after dispensing and infusion.

"Say something you shouldn't say, er Shao. Prepare for the future."

Liao Jiangcheng's footsteps suddenly stopped——

"Miss Xu's current body must be operated on immediately. The opportunity was missed and the deterioration became worse. Even if she had to operate reluctantly, she was afraid... She couldn't get off the operating table." The doctor sighed. As a private doctor of the Liao family for many years, he knew about the Liao family. He pushed his glasses and said, "now Miss Liao's body is too heavy to donate, so this..."

Liao Jiangcheng's throat seemed to be stuck by something and couldn't say a word.

For a moment, his brain was completely empty. He didn't even remember how the doctor went and how he came to the balcony to light the smoke. It was just that after a long time, he said in a voice that couldn't be lower and almost inaudible, "do you... Still want to choose..."

At the moment, he only felt that ten thousand arrows pierced his heart like a knife. On the one hand, he was his half sister, who risked his life. On the other hand, he was the woman he wanted. He was in danger. All his internal organs were firmly grasped by an invisible hand. For a moment, he finally understood what it was like to break his liver and intestines.

He is not a good brother. He puts himself in the shoes of his sister. He hasn't done it, but he doesn't want to

Is it true that, as Huo Jianlin said, color makes wisdom faint to this point.

Why, why did God let him choose this difficult problem? He admitted that he was moved by the wish. Whoever made her look like him, she has a clear personality, clear love and hate, and acts cleanly. He likes it everywhere. It's difficult for him to be attracted, but what should Meimei do

Liao Jiangcheng pressed out the smoke and returned to his bedroom.

Sitting on the side of the bed, his trembling fingers stroked his wishing cheek, and his deep and complex eyes were intertwined. The heart of the battle between heaven and man was still like some force yielding, and slowly took out his mobile phone.

"... from now on, remove all the bodyguards around Meimei. If she is willing to leave the hospital, let's leave the hospital..."

"Er Shao, if we do this, it doesn't mean giving it to the third young master... Can su Yimo take advantage of it? He's acting too dangerous. If Miss can't stand stimulation..."

"Do as I say."

Liao Jiangcheng hung up the phone, tightened his fingers holding a wish, and deeply coagulated her eyes, which also showed an unprecedented sadness and silence, "what you owe me is still unclear in this life..."

This is the first time he killed for her, regardless of family affection and morality.

Liao Meimei, I'm sorry.

The most innocent people bear the most unfortunate blame.

He can be cruel to kill his father, because Liao Dongxing's sins are endless and he has suffered for himself. Liao Jiangcheng doesn't feel guilty about it, but regrets that he didn't start early, and Liao Meimei... As soon as he thinks about it, he is sad.

Liao Jiangcheng slapped himself in the face. He bet on his sister's health in exchange for the comfort of caring women. Is he still a person?

It's not fucking human.

He scratched and rubbed his hair in pain. He didn't believe in heaven or God all his life. But at this moment, he prayed very piously that Liao Meimei could survive this time smoothly.