When I woke up, it was the afternoon of the next day.
There is no sunshine in the gray sky. During this period, it is always cloudy. In the season of S City, there is an autumn rain and a cold, which is very wet and cold.
She moved her body, looked at the adhesive tape for needle injection and infusion on the back of her hand, slightly bent her fingers, got up and went to the bathroom to wash.
When he came out again, he looked at the rows of medicine bottles on the table and made a wish. He only felt brain pain.
Last night, she remembered to drink some medicine soup sent by the nanny. She couldn't taste whether it was bitter or not. She just drank it and it made her stomach sick, vomited and coughed, and she was in shock and coma.
It seems that if you take more drugs, your subconscious will reject and resist.
She didn't take any more medicine. She changed her clothes and went to the living room in her coat.
From a distance, I saw a man sitting on the sofa.
Hand cut crisp shirts and trousers, leaned back against the sofa, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Liao Jiangcheng opened his eyes. The bottom of his sleepy eyes was stained with blood. "Wake up, how do you feel?"
"OK, but why are you here, Mr. Liao?" Wishing to wonder, she remembered asking the nanny to call Ji Fang before she was unconscious.
"Ask yourself." Liao Jiangcheng said nothing, turned his eyes and looked at the two dogs grinning at him in the pet cage in the distance. He frowned again, "why don't you send these two things away?"
Wishing that he could not understand what he said, he also glanced at Da Wang and ER Wang, gently coaxed the two dogs to stop barking, sat down and said, "President Liao, is there any misunderstanding? I have made it very clear before."
"Well, you made it clear."
Liao Jiangcheng put his hands on his knees and raised his eyes to stare at her. "Just treat me as if I were willing. I won't be engaged, there is no agreement, let alone you give up profits. Everything you imagine won't happen. You love me."
He wants to wipe his neck with a knife for his cheap behavior. Forget it. He's in his thirties and still plays the love of a hairy boy. Isn't he sick? What might he do? There are tens of millions of women. This is the only one that makes him excited. If she is really allowed to have three long and two short... He will suffer for the rest of his life.
Let it go.
Let's take a gamble. If he wins, he will gain both wealth and sex. If he loses... He will be the bandit overlord again!
Anyway, he will win and can only win.
I don't know much about wishing. "What do you mean?"
"Surgery, prepare for the next few days. Let's be hospitalized first and arrange the operation date." He said briefly.
"Are you sure..."
"Make a wish -" Liao Jiangcheng cut off her voice and leaned around the tea table. His tall body leaned towards her. The pressure and coercion hit her in an instant. His cold eyes stared at her and said word by word, "don't fucking refuse again, unless you really live enough!"
"What's the purpose?" Make a wish and frown.
"No."
"No?"
"Yes!" Liao Jiangcheng's pent up anger for a long time soared. He pinched her cheek coldly, and the low voice of the words resounded, "grinding haw haw for so long, what do you think I'm for? For you? Or greedy for your Xu family's money? If I really want it, you can get it whether you live or die!"
"As for you..." he glanced at the wish with cold eyes, and a trace of ridicule appeared on his lips. "I've got a better skin bag, but what's good is that I'm guilty of doing this for you?"
His words hurt a little, but he didn't care about making a wish.
She just calmly pushed him away and got up. She wanted to cough. After drinking a few mouthfuls of water pressure, she said, "don't plan anything. What are you for?"
Will you believe that he mercifully saved her life for no reason? I'm kidding. This man is Liao Jiangcheng.
This sentence was stopped by Liao Jiangcheng.
It's impossible to bind and make a wish just like the previous specified contract agreement. She doesn't even care about death and won't be afraid of anything. Besides, Zuo Zhan can't threaten her, let alone himself, but Zuo Zhan
At the thought of this man, Liao Jiangcheng not only had a headache, but also blocked his mood. Although he didn't want to admit it, the facts could not be changed. Who was Zuo Zhan, the only designated successor of Zuo, the grandson of Zuo Laozi in his military life, and the proud son of heaven with light, who lived in the sun from birth and matched the same holy wish perfectly.
And what about him? His father, who is full of evil, his mother, who is scared and crazy, his eldest brother who commits adultery, his brother who doesn't recognize his six relatives, and his disorderly family have nothing on his mind... And he personally sent away his biological father, and his only innocent sister was calculated by him. He is covered with stains and his life is in chaos. How can he match his wish?
"I'm in love with you..." such a simple sentence, but it's like etching bones and soaking poison. It's not that I can't, but that I dare not.
If he did, how would she feel?
The son who killed his parents' enemies fell in love with himself
Making a wish will make you sick.
However, he is also from the bottom of his heart and moved his true feelings!
Liao Jiangcheng's confused heart is like being burned by something. The overwhelming pain involves every drop of blood and nerve, venting pain, anger and helplessness.
He didn't dare, and he was really afraid. He was afraid to see the expression of disgust on her face, the eyes she hated, and even more afraid of her avoiding herself like snakes and scorpions
For a long time, Liao Jiangcheng heard his voice break through the confinement of his thoughts and sounded slowly, "... Do nothing. It's hard to buy money. I'm happy."
She didn't have the energy to think deeply because of her poor health. She just thought, "thank you, Mr. Liao. But before the operation, I want to see Miss Liao."
In fact, this is not in line with the doctor-patient criteria.
Donors and transplant recipients should never meet if they can.
Otherwise, saving one's life, or making any mistakes, that kind of invisible moral pressure and responsibility will bind a person for a lifetime, and it is difficult to get out of the shadow cage in his heart.
But because this is related to the Liao family, and because Liao Meimei has donated for her before, based on a variety of circumstances, making a wish feels it necessary to see her.
"Let's talk about this." Liao Jiangcheng removed his eyes and got up to tidy up his shirt. "Have dinner first."
The nanny had already prepared lunch and put everything on the table.
"By the way, I live upstairs." He said as he sat down in the dining chair.
Wishing just came over, slightly stunned, "upstairs?"
"Well, the ninth floor." Liao Jiangcheng pushed away the atherosclerotic bowl in front of him, changed a bowl of rice, moved chopsticks and sandwiched vegetables, "I bought it not long ago in order to be a neighbor with you. When it comes to neighbors, do you know why President Xi on the seventh floor downstairs hasn't come recently?"
"Huh?"
Liao Jiangcheng eats very fast. He has been busy since the morning. He didn't care to have a bite of rice. Up to now, he is already hungry. He eats the rice in the bowl in a few bites and calls the nanny to fill another bowl.
Taking advantage of this gap, he took a bite of food and said again, "avoiding suspicion is also a matter of knowing current affairs."
The nanny brought the served rice.
Liao Jiangcheng bowed his head and continued to eat. "They all know they can't save you or move Meimei. They'll stay away from you and throw you to me."
Wishing didn't like this very much, and the spoon stirring the atherosclerotic bowl also paused.
"I don't want to tell you the truth, but if I don't care about you this time, you'll be so... You'll die when the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. You don't even have anyone to accompany you. Make a wish and waste your reputation all your life. The wind and water rise in the mall. You're so wrong." He opened his lips slightly, tutted twice, took three or two mouthfuls of rice, and reached for his napkin.
Wishing completely put down the spoon and thought, "President Liao, can I ask you something?"
"Ask."
"Have you reached any private deal with Xi Yan about my operation?" Wishing knew Xi Yan very well, so Liao Jiangcheng's "stirring up discord" didn't work. On the contrary, he also reminded her from the side that Xi Yan might give away money and even spend thousands of money for her.