Zou Rong was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry, that's it?
If she would say one more word, he would accept her apology.
He loosened the buttons of his shirt, feeling a little inexplicably depressed.
He followed her in the car and lowered the window, "Or are you transferring to another hospital?"
Ai Ye turned her face to look at him. He was serious. She shook her head, "I don't have money, but you have money, so you should transfer it."
"Why should I transfer?"
"You said you wanted to transfer."
"Oh, really?" He smiled casually and tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, "I don't remember."
He is cheating.
Ai Ye laughed, "Zou Tang, is she your sister?"
"Yes." He answered and asked, "Is that boy your brother?"
"Yes." Ai Ye said with a hint of show off, "He is not a boy, he is a man."
"Well, I can see that you love him very much."
"I can do anything for him."
He drove and she walked.
Move forward in unison.
We just kept chatting like this until we got to the bus stop.
When Aiye returned home, there was a Mercedes-Benz parked on the roadside at the gate. A woman in plain clothes walked out of the villa. She was about the same age as her mother-in-law, not tall, with very nimble legs and feet, and a pair of eyes that were too big and a little fierce.
, she looks like an old man who is not easy to get along with at first glance. Ai Ye has never seen her before. Is she a friend of her mother-in-law?
She walked to the passenger seat and glanced at Ai Ye when she got in the car.
Very...disdainful.
Ai Ye was reminded of Yu Hang and Yu Xingchen, the three of them had exactly the same expressions.
Moreover, from her facial features, Ai Ye found the shadow of Qin Zhong.
She is Qin Zhong's sister? Yu Xingchen's mother? Yu Hang's adoptive mother?
If it is as she guessed, then...
Ai Ye hurried in, and Lan Yunge sat down beside the flower bed. All the expensive flowers and plants around him were trampled on.
Petals fell all over the ground.
The old man's tears streamed down his face.
So helpless and pitiful.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Ai Ye went over to help her stand up.
"It's okay." Lan Yunge wiped away her tears with her sleeves and asked her, "Are you back from your business trip?"
"Yeah." Ai Ye held her arm, which had lost weight again, and the flesh was weak.
What else can such a body endure?
Ai Ye defended her, "Is her surname Qin?"
Lan Yunge sobbed, "Have you seen her?"
Sure enough it was her.
"Why did she come here to cause trouble? Why didn't you let Auntie kick her out?"
"No, she and I were just talking about something."
When he walked into the room, Lan Yunge refused to let him help him.
She took a card from the wall table and handed it to Ai Ye, "This is one million."
Ai Ye's hands were as heavy as lead and she couldn't lift them up, "Mom, I'm not pregnant yet."
Lan Yunge smiled bitterly and put the card in her hand, "You won't let mom down, right?"
A heavy trust.
Just hold it in the palm of Ai Ye.
Her pressure suddenly increased a lot.
If you don't accept it, there's still room for change, but if you accept it, there's no way out.
In the evening, while Ai Ye was studying Yanyan's medical records, he received an email from Ji Yuancheng. He made a report on what he saw and heard during the day. After reading it, Ai Ye added his own opinions, improved it, and sent it back.
Ji Yuancheng asked her when she was going there, and she said she had something to do.
She couldn't put her words down and would go over to take a look every day after get off work.
If he wakes up, she will know immediately.
This went on for half a month, but the words remained motionless, and the short-lived hope was like a stone sinking into the ocean.