Song Heng's dark eyes were extremely deep, and when he looked at Bo Jingsi, he seemed to be looking at some old enemy.

He sneered: "I'll continue to settle accounts with you later, what about the concubine?" ”

"Follow me."

Bo Keiji scoffed.

In all fairness, if he were from Song Heng's point of view, he would also give himself a punch at this moment.

If he hadn't brought Concubine Su here temporarily, maybe none of this would have happened.

Bo Jingsi's ruthlessness, guilt and helplessness are intertwined.

It made him feel as if he had become a walking corpse.

Su Fei fell asleep again.

Song Heng stood beside the bed and looked condescendingly at Su Fei's obviously much paler face.

After watching it for a long time, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Thin Kei Division.

He bit these three words, wishing to kill him.

It was Bo Jingsi himself who said that he would take good care of Concubine Su.

But now?

When the doctor said that he would be hospitalized for observation, Bo Jingsi actually brought Su Concubine to his house.

When Concubine Su was sick, Bo Jingsi had not yet discovered it.

Song Heng's hands gradually clenched.

It was a long time before he walked lightly.

Bo Jingsi was leaning against the door, and when he saw Song Heng coming out, he lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Slade is downstairs, I thought nothing was going to happen."

"That's what you think?" Song Heng pointed to Concubine Su inside the door, and his tone was mocking.

Bo Jingji gritted his teeth.

It was indeed his fault, and he had no way to refute it.

"About the child's condition—"

Bo Keigji's voice was extremely harsh," said Dr. Slade, who had a year left at most. ”

"How is that possible!"

Song Heng almost didn't stand firm, he reached out and grabbed Bo Jingsi's collar, and paused word by word: "Concubine Fei just had an examination in the hospital." ”

"There may have been an error in the hospital's examination."

Bo Jingji took a deep breath, "If the child is really that healthy, then why did he get sick twice in a row in such a short period of time?" ”

Song Heng's face froze.

Bokeiji repeated what Slade had said.

He stared at Song Heng's eyes and paused word by word: "Now, we need to make a decision." ”

"In the end, let her stay in the country, wait for the special drug that I don't know when it will be developed, or send her out of the country for surgery."

"But the success rate of the operation is too low."

Song Heng gritted his teeth, "If you go abroad, there is only an eight percent success rate, how do you let me choose?" ”

"yes, how do you choose......"

Bo Jingji rarely showed a depressed posture, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

No one can guarantee when Su Fei will come back after leaving this country, or whether she will be able to come back in the end.

As soon as he thought of those possibilities, Bo Jingji felt as if his heart had woven a dense web, and this net gradually tightened at this time.

Stop his heart from beating.

Bo Jingji felt the pain of being imprisoned, and his face became more and more ugly.

Song Heng's discomfort in his heart was no less than that of Bo Jingsi.

Although he is not related to Concubine Su by blood, he sincerely regards Concubine Su as his own sister.

Thinking that Concubine Su might never come back, Song Heng felt as if her neck was being choked.

He lowered his eyebrows for a long time, and looked at Bo Jingji with an obscure gaze:

"Is there no other choice?"