Chapter 184： Chance of recovery

A good weekend morning was messed up by the rain. Ke Chen's mood was so bad that he didn't have the mind to continue reading the documents, so he just threw everything aside.

When I scrolled through the photos I had just seen, Ke Chen felt a chill in his heart. He didn't expect Yu Yu to be able to reach this point, and he would not hesitate to play tricks on her own photos to completely ruin Yu Fei. The image in front of yourself.

To treat this kind of person, I really can't stay half-hearted.

Ke Chen couldn't imagine how Yu Fei lived in such a family for so many years.

Wang Feng and Yu Yu’s mother and daughter should have caused her to stumble, including Yu Fei’s marriage to Ke’s family and Yu Yu’s abortion "scapegoat"...

Thinking of this, Ke Chen's anger couldn't be extinguished. The anger affected his heart, and there were bursts of tingling pain. Ke Chen gritted his teeth and covered his heart and bent down.

The frequency of the disease is getting higher and higher, and his body is getting worse every day, and so on...

Not daring to think about it anymore, Ke Chen's fingers gradually tightened, clasping the muscles in front of his chest tightly, and these slight flesh pains were less than one ten thousandth of the pain in his heart.

Yu Fei, Yu Fei... Ke Chen said this name silently thousands of times in his heart, he was reluctant to leave Yu Fei himself like this, and the idea of ​​wanting to live grew stronger.

Ke Chen's head rested on the back of his hand, and his tall back was a bit helpless and lonely.

An hour later, Duan Qingfeng walked in with a yawn, and there was still a bit of asleep in his voice, "Mr. Ke, I studied the case last night until 4:30 in the morning. You can let me sleep for a few more hours. ."

Duan Qingfeng kept yawning, and there were two groups of deep black green hanging under his eyes, and he didn't sleep well.

Ke Chen didn't know this, and felt a little sorry in his heart.

As soon as Duan Qingfeng saw the other person showing this look, he immediately waved his hand in a panic, and said to him in a panic: "You must not say anything embarrassing. We have known each other for so many years. I still feel hypocritical."

Duan Qingfeng deliberately joked with Ke Chen, and any fluctuations in the opponent's current physical condition and mood are very likely to cause an impact.

Compared to before, Ke Chen looked a lot thinner, and his cheeks were slightly sunken. The already sharp facial features were now more three-dimensional, not only did not appear sick, but even had a different kind of charm.

Even if Duan Qingfeng is also a man, he has to admit that Ke Chen does have the capital to make women crazy.

Seeing his friend staring at him with a playful gaze, Ke Chen gradually raised his brows and told Duan Qingfeng the true purpose of looking for him this time.

"I want to live." Ke Chen sincerely looked straight into Duan Qingfeng's eyes, appearing a little urgent, "I want to live, I don't want to be like my dad..."

Ke Chen couldn't continue, stopped, his eyes lonely, and his always cold face revealed a rare soft expression.

Ke Chen's father, Ke Hua, has always been suffering from unspeakable pain in his heart. No one dared to mention it in front of him. Duan Qingfeng did not expect Ke Chen to take the initiative to talk about him today.

After a long pause, Ke Chen raised his head again, looked into Duan Qingfeng's eyes, and slowly asked him word by word: "Qingfeng, tell me the truth, is there any cure for my illness?"

Duan Qingfeng didn't answer immediately, the atmosphere in the room seemed to be frozen, and the two looked at each other face to face.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Ke Chen finally ignited the flame of hope in his heart once again, with a bitter smile on his face, and his tone of frustration: "It was my delusion..."

Before the word "了" was spoken, Ke Chen's words were calmly interrupted by Duan Qingfeng.

"No, there is a chance."

Ke Chen raised his head in astonishment, and he vowed to the fresh breeze of the upper section for a long time without being able to speak.

"However," Duan Qingfeng's conversation turned, Ke Chen's heart was immediately hanged, waiting nervously for the other party's next words, "You must go abroad with me in the near future for a thorough inspection."

Ke Chen's first reaction was to rest assured that Yu Fei could not agree to it immediately, and he hesitated.

How could Duan Qingfeng not know what he was thinking, and persuaded: "I know you can't worry about Yu Fei, but you have to understand that this examination will most likely determine whether your illness can be cured, Ke Chen, You can't lose the long-term benefits just for the present."

"Can't this check be done in China?" After a long time, Ke Chen asked slowly.

Duan Qingfeng didn't make a sound, but shook his head firmly.

Ke Chen saw Duan Qingfeng's resolute attitude, and there was no room for return. He knew that the situation must be as he said, otherwise, as long as there was a chance, Duan Qingfeng would definitely help him get an inspection in China.

"Well, you give me time to think about it."

What Ke Chen said this was actually half a compromise. Duan Qingfeng didn't feel like he was so depressed, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He forced a smile and patted Ke Chen on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, you can't be cured if I'm here."

Ke Chen also smiled at Duan Qingfeng, the two looked at each other speechlessly, everything was silent.

At the same time, Yu Fei was pulled up from the bed by Ye Kexin early in the morning and brought to a yoga classroom. His brain was still asleep, not fully awake, and she was slapped on the shoulder to wake up.

"Fei Fei, we are all here, why do you still look sleepy and dim."

Yu Fei yawned greatly, squeezing two drops of physiological tears from the corner of her eyes, and asked her vaguely: "Where is it?"

Ye Kexin looked at Yu Fei in a daze, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, pointing to the sign on the door to show her: "Yoga classroom."

Yu Fei didn't react, thinking it was Ye Kexin who was going to practice, a little face wrinkled, and grievedly said: "If you want to practice yoga, it's okay to come by yourself, so early in the morning, I was also dragged up. I can't practice with you."

After speaking, she turned around and planned to leave. She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes. Now she just wanted to lie on the bed and take a good night's sleep. She didn't want to do anything else.

Ye Kexin quickly grabbed her with eyes and hands, and hurriedly shouted: "It's not me who came to practice, it's you."

Yu Fei's body froze in an instant, turned around in disbelief and looked at Ye Kexin, stammering her to repeat what she had just said, her face obviously had an expression that she had heard wrong.

Seeing Yu Fei doing this, Ye Kexin couldn't help but laugh, "I said, this yoga is what you want to practice, not me."

This time Ye Kexin spoke very slowly, allowing Yu Fei to hear clearly.

"No, Kexin, aren't you trying to force me to death?" Yu Fei complained to Ye Kexin with a grieved expression on her face.

What Yu Fei feared most in her life was dancing and the like. Her ligaments were so hard that she couldn't practice yoga before she was pregnant, let alone a little guy in her belly now.