Mrs. Du said suddenly: "Didn't she want Lin Lang's blood?" I'll go to Lin Lang first and persuade her, if she agrees, Wen Qiao should also let go and continue to treat us Boyan. ”

Du Weiyang: "Give it a try, I don't think my cousin will agree." ”

Lin Lang never expected that she had painstakingly calculated Wen Qiao, and in the end, her aunt would come to her to persuade her to compromise, as if the design was only for Wen Qiao to get her blood faster.

Lin Lang listened to her aunt's advice, and her face turned blue with anger: "Don't even think about it." ”

Du was too anxious: "Lin Lang, when you were a child, you were brought by your aunt a lot, and now for your brother, are you not willing to make this sacrifice?" It's just 600 milliliters of blood. ”

Lin Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Did Wen Qiao ask you to come?" ”

"No, I came by myself."

Lin Lang's eyes hooked, and he said: "Auntie, think about it, is it possible that Wen Qiao directed and acted by himself, conspired with the clerk to add a medicine, and then used it to make you angry, and then deliberately withdrew, and then asked you to come and beg me." ”

Mrs. Du didn't dare to doubt Wen Qiao anymore: "What is she doing so much?" She's not that kind of person. ”

Lin Lang's eyes flashed with a yin owl, "Auntie, you believe her." ”

Can Mrs. Du not believe it? If she doubts these things again, it will really provoke Wen Qiao completely, and now only Wen Qiao can save Boyan, no matter what she thinks in her heart, but she must trust Wen Qiao with all her heart on the surface, otherwise she can only drive people farther and farther.

"Lin Lang, if my aunt begs you, you can donate blood to her, okay? Whatever you want, my aunt will promise you. ”

Lin Lang's face sank: "I don't want to, auntie, don't force me." ”

Mrs. Du's tears were surging: "For the sake of your brother, are you not even willing to sacrifice this little?" 600 ml can be raised in a few days and it will be back. ”

Lin Lang suppressed his boredom: "I'm sorry, I can't do it." ”

She has no feelings for this family, so she won't donate blood to Wen Qiao for any cousin, and when the time comes, she won't take this risk.

Mrs. Du was depressed and couldn't figure it out: "Lin Lang, I don't understand, my aunt has always been kind to you, it's just six hundred milliliters of blood, why are you so persistent?" ”

Lin Lang didn't bother to tell her: "I still have to go to the crew, auntie, I'll leave first." ”

After saying that, he left the room ruthlessly.

Mrs. Du held back her crying and beat her chest, she really hurt this girl in vain all these years.

The next day, Wen Qiao went to Xiaotangshan, and when she was having dinner, Du Weiyang called again, saying that her parents wanted to see her and asked her where she was.

Wen Qiao said that she was in Xiaotangshan, but she didn't want to see her parents.

Although she had made it clear that she did not see Mr. Du and Mrs. Du, the Du family still drove to Xiaotangshan.

At the door of the Xiaotangshan Club, Mrs. Du cautiously asked the doorman: "May I ask where Miss Wen is?" ”

The doorman said politely, "Miss Wen is in the young master's exclusive wine room." ”

"Can you take us there? Tell her that we are Du Hongsheng and his wife and daughter, and we are here to visit her. ”

"Miss Wen said, no one will come."

Mrs. Du's smile was embarrassed on her face.

"Then I'll wait here until she's willing to see us."

The doorman led them to a lounge on the right hand side of the entrance.

Mrs. Du sat on the sofa nervously and wept silently: "It's all my fault." ”