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Pei Qingcheng held onto the wall and stood still. What did Ding Han mean by this?

She stuck close to the door of the back stairs and heard Tang Kefeng's unnatural voice. "I don't understand what you're saying."

"If you don't understand me, then speak more clearly." Ding Han said in a mocking tone, "Where can we find the RH-negative blood that our wife needs in a short period of time? But she did not expect that Mr. Tang, who was standing in front of her, had RH-negative blood flowing through his veins. "

What? Tang Kefeng's blood type was Rh-negative?

How is this possible?

If that was the case, why didn't he save his brother?

Pei Qingcheng held her breath as she listened to Tang Kefeng continue.

"Ding Han, don't slander us."

"No, I'm in the hospital right now, and to prove your innocence, you can just take a pipe test, can't you?"

There was a short silence, followed by Tang Kefeng's self-deprecating laugh, "In front of Ye Xiu, there really is no one who can keep it a secret. Yes, so what if I am Panda Blood? I have my reasons. "

"Your reason is that you don't want to save Pei Zhijun, so, Tang Kefeng, please don't appear in front of our wife again in the future. Our lord can crush you to death with one finger."

After Ding Han finished his sentence, it seemed as though he wanted to make a move. Pei Qingcheng hurriedly and quietly left the scene.

She hid in the bathroom, her heart pounding.

She had never thought that Tang Kefeng would actually have RH-negative blood. He could definitely save her brother, but why not?

The Pei siblings had grown up together with the Tang siblings, hence Pei Zhijun and Tang Kefeng had always been competing against each other. However, their relationship was not bad and they often drank together, chatting and drinking together.

She walked over to the washstand and splashed cold water on her face to clear her head.

He placed his phone on the table and received a message from Tang Kefeng with a "ding" sound.

"Qing Qing, I will be leaving first. If you need anything, just ask me. Remember, I have always been a strong shield behind you."

If it was before she heard the conversation between him and Ding Han, it might have been true.

But not now.

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In the sleepy room, Ding Han stood in front of the tired bed with his head down, "Master, Madame should have heard what I said to Tang Kefeng. I believe that she will gradually learn of Tang Kefeng's character and keep her distance from him."

"Hm." Ye Huan nodded, "It's good to let her know."

"Master." Ding Han looked worriedly at Ye Wen's pale face, which had been recovering after a long time. "Your body was recovering and now you've drawn 1000CC, how can your body take it?"

"Is Madame's dinner ready?" Ye Wen changed the topic of his conversation.

Ding Han had to go out of the room to urge his wife to eat dinner.

Pei Qingcheng's dinner was eaten in the sickroom.

Four dishes and a soup were steaming hot. Pei Qingcheng was worried about her brother, and ate without a care in the world.

However, she still ate a small bowl of rice and drank a bowl of soup.

She put down the bowl and looked up to see Nightingale lying on the bed. The soup she had prepared for him on the bedside table was still untouched, because one of his hands was holding a needle.

Pei Qingcheng pursed her lips before walking towards the bed, lifting up the bowl, "I'll feed you."

A light seemed to flash in the man's eyes. Pei Qingcheng hurriedly explained, "To thank you for saving my brother, I will take good care of you."

As he spoke, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and placed it on the man's lips.

The soup was light brown in color and had a faint fishy smell to it.

But he drank it almost without thinking.

Outside the door, Ding Han was stuffing bread into his mouth as he hurried towards the ward. He asked the bodyguard, "Have you sent the soup in?"

"Yes, Dint's help."

"What soup?"

"This is the pig's liver soup that I bought in the restaurant downstairs!" It's used to replenish the blood. " the bodyguard said.

"What, pork liver soup?" Ding Han's facial expression changed, "I hate animal organs the most!"

"Ah!" When the bodyguard saw Ding Han's pale face, he panicked, "You said it had to be quick, so you ordered the family to send it over too late. That's why I went downstairs to the cafeteria to buy it to replenish the lord's blood."

"You, you!" Ding Han stuffed the bread in his hands into the bodyguard's hands, "Don't you know what I like? He hates swine liver the most, this is troublesome!"

Ding Han walked to the door of the room and took a deep breath. It was as though he had heard the sound of something smashing a bowl.

I hate pig liver, and because of his thrombocytopenic illness, the old lady found out. She told Ye Xiu's kitchen to make pig liver soup and send it to my office every day.

Forget it. I'll just die then!

Trembling in fear, Ding Han pushed open the door. Just as he was about to enter the room and ask for forgiveness, he suddenly saw an extremely shocking scene.

His grandfather was lying on the bed, while his wife was feeding him spoonfuls by spoonfuls with a bowl of pork liver soup in her hand.

Master, the person who was about to vomit after smelling the porcine liver soup in the past was now able to drink the soup in one gulp with great calmness.

It seems that even if my wife gave me the poison, I would still accept it all!

It was none of his business.

Ding Han lightly closed the door, and the bodyguard looked at him with a face full of fear, "Ding De, why didn't you go in?"

Ding Han smiled and shook his head, looking at the bread in his hand, "You can throw the bread away, I'll go downstairs to get some good food."

"Tint's help, Tint's help." After the bodyguard shouted twice, Ding Han leisurely walked into the elevator.

I've even drunk the porcine liver soup, why can't I go downstairs and have some good food?

It seemed like, his wife had returned to his side, regardless of the purpose, in short, these small children would have a good time.

Within the sickroom, Pei Qingcheng had already finished feeding the entire bowl of porcine liver soup.

Then she dabbed the corner of her mouth with a tissue.

Unconsciously, his fingertips touched his lips, soft and moist.

She hurriedly retracted her hand out of fright. Who knew that Ye Xiu would quickly grab her hand?

The girl's ice-cold hand made his heart palpitate. It was not that he did not notice that when Pei Qingcheng had fed him the soup earlier, her hand had been trembling.

It was cold outside today, but the interior was warm as spring.

She was not cold, she was afraid.

"Qing Qing, are you really afraid of me?" A wave of heat came from the man's palm, but it did not manage to cover Pei Qingcheng's hand.

She did not even have the strength to pull back. She could only stare blankly without replying.

Yes, she was afraid of fatigue, and she hated it and was afraid of it.

Everyone told her that Ye Wen was an extremely dangerous person. He was easily angered and suspicious, but in front of her, he was always gentle and refined. Thus, the more she acted this way, the more she was afraid.

And today, he owed him such a huge favor, so he didn't know how to repay it.

One yard at a time, he owed her, and she would get it back.

And she would return what he had given her.

Therefore, she didn't struggle at all, allowing the man's other hand to lightly rub her face. The back of her thumb gently caressed her cheek.

"Your brother, I will have the nurses here take good care of him. I will arrange for you to meet tomorrow."

Pei Qingcheng's eyes lit up. Ye Wen was really like a radar, able to detect what she was thinking about.

She had always been worried about her brother, which was why she was so distracted.

All of this couldn't escape his tired eyes.

The man's hand had moved to her lips, and his fingers were moving slowly on her lips, but his tired eyes rested gently on her face.

Pei Qingcheng had never loved to owe others, especially Ye Wen.

Therefore, the only thing she could exchange with was herself.

She walked closer to Ye Xiu and her lips gradually lowered into a tired expression.

She knew that Ye Yan wanted her, wanted her.

Perhaps it was because Nightmare had never had her that he had the desire to conquer her.

It shouldn't have anything to do with love, because when did he ever get anything?

Thus, it would be better to let him have it. Perhaps, he might lose the interest to conquer this world once again.

Anyway, her current body was just a walking corpse, her soul had long left with Yin Ha!

She closed her eyes and waited for the sleep to engulf her.

However, when she could already feel Ye Wu Chen's breath, Ye Wu Chen's slightly cold fingers pressed against her lips. She suddenly opened her eyes, touching Ye Wu Chen's eyes that were like the raging waves of a black ocean.

"Are you sincere?" The man pursed his lips, while Pei Qingcheng smiled, as if he was asking an extremely stupid question.

Really, how could she be sincere?

"Chairman Ye, I don't want to owe you anything. You saved my brother. This is the reward. You also know that my reward is only for my health." Pei Qingcheng's lips curled up into a faint smile.

However, Nighteyes grabbed her face and pushed her head back.

Ye Wen's tired eyes seemed calm and serene, but in reality, they were already surging with waves in the dark. It was unknown when the sea of anger would begin to churn.

He remained silent for a long time, while Pei Qingcheng felt the blood in her veins turn cold.

"Since you don't need it, that's for the best." Pei Qingcheng struggled out of his grasp and brushed her hair before smiling indifferently, "When you need it, I can do it anytime I want."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Inclined." When Nightingale called after her, she turned her head and asked, "What's the matter, Director Ye?"

"Can it only be a transaction between us?"

"Then, what do you think?" Pei Qingcheng laughed, tears glistening in her eyes.

Did he think it was something?

Pei Qingcheng had a new love for him just because he had extracted 1000CC from her body?

Her heart had long since died, and she would no longer be beating for the sake of other men.

She could not control her laughter.

All of a sudden, Ye Wen pulled out the needle from the back of his hand, lifted up the blanket and got off the bed. Then, he walked in front of Pei Qingcheng and kissed her face.

His lips were ice-cold, yet wild, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Pei Qingcheng stopped laughing and passively accepted his kiss, "Didn't you want my sincerity?"

In her hair, she revealed a teasing and provocative look.

Ye tiredly kissed her even more madly.

Pei Qingcheng suddenly struggled as she tried her best to push him away, "Now, I don't want to continue the trade anymore. Director Ye, I am not always at my beck and call!"

With that, she turned and ran out of the ward.

There was still the fragrance of the girl's lips between her lips, but she had already run away like a gust of wind.

She hated him so much that she couldn't even pretend.