Wen Qiao took a moment: "Then it depends on what you say?" Maybe I'll believe it, or not. ”

An aura of a master's trick spread between the two.

He Xihuai took a cigarette and came out: "Do you mind if I smoke?" ”

"Please."

He Xihuai leisurely lit a cigarette, the smoke was filled, and he smiled slightly: "If I say, I admire you very much, and I want you to take my place, do you believe it?" ”

Wen Qiao smiled: "What are you kidding?" ”

"No kidding."

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Then if you die early, I won't be entangled with you, so, if I say this, will you take back all the blood?" ”

"Not really, since I gave you the list, I know that in time, you will definitely get those by your own efforts, why should I be this wicked person?"

Wen Qiao squinted at the man in front of him.

This is too unlike what He Xihuai would say.

Why be wicked?

He was never a good guy.

"Is there anything else I can do for you but make me your heir? I will not take yours for nothing. ”

He Xihuai lit a cigarette ash: "What do you think you can do for me?" ”

Wen Qiao's long legs were folded, and he said lazily: "The production of the entertainment company under my name can be transferred to your company, you can choose." ”

He Xihuai laughed out loud, as if choked on the smoke, Wen Qiao squinted: "It's funny? ”

He Xihuai nodded: "It's really funny, it's an entertainment company, I'm just playing tickets, do you think I really expect Huaihe Company to make money?" ”

Wen Qiao: "Then Mr. He can just tell me if he needs anything." ”

He Xihuai waved his hand: "I have no other requirements than to let you be my heir, if you can't agree, then let's go, just let me do this for you for nothing, I will suffer this loss." ”

Outside the window, it was cloudy, and the dim light shrouded behind him, and Wen Qiao couldn't see the reality of the expression on his face for a while.

Is He Xihuai a loser?

He now feels more ferocious than before, and he is definitely not a person who suffers from dark losses.

Heir?

She? Wincho? How could she be his heir, he had a lot of people like him, and he shouldn't have picked on her.

But she couldn't find anything wrong for a while.

The uncle checked it again, and there was indeed no problem with the blood, just if she owed He Xihuai a favor, if there was something she needed to return it in the future, she would return it to him.

A month later, all the indicators of Junhe met the conditions for blood donation.

Everything Wencho needed was prepared.

Su Ce and Fu Nanli were very nervous, worried about what would happen to the operation.

Wen Qiao's mood is very calm, let it be fate, because of Fu Nanli, she has lived a few more years, and she has lived a colorful life in the past few years.

She thought enough was enough.

If there were any surprises in the operation, she felt that she would have no regrets.

It was Su Ce who personally performed the operation, Fu Nanli stood outside the operating room, Qin Bei knew that although his young master looked calm, his heart was more panicked than ever.

Fu Nanli was scared, more than anyone else, he didn't dare to imagine what kind of walking corpse life he would live without Wen Qiao.

Without her, his life would be dark.

This is a difficult operation, exchange transfusion, bone marrow exchange, the degree of surgery is very delicate, once there is a mistake, or once there is a misintegration and rejection, it will go into a state of emergency.