According to the rhythm that the public likes, after the girl says "I'll give you whatever you want", she will implicitly say "promise by body", and the bold should take off her clothes directly.

Jing Zeheng listened to this very tempting. Confused, but his brows furrowed.

It's not that he doesn't want to, he just doesn't want to ...... for that reason

While he was pondering how to overcome his heart's decisive refusal, he heard the child continue:

"I can work for you, I can make you money, twenty years? Thirty years? I can do it all."

"Or may I introduce you to a girlfriend?"

"Let my mom give you a cousin?"

She looked at him with burning eyes, and the faster she spoke.

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Children may not know the words "pledge to each other".

His hand trembling as he picked up the glass.

Stuffing the cup into Shen Fanyin's hand, he came to his senses and said as calmly as possible, "Fanyin, I don't want anything."

As if foreseeing his answer, Shen Fanyin pulled his sleeve tighter: "Brother......

"Listen to me,"

Jing Zeheng sat back in place, put his hand on the top of her head, and said in a low voice with a reassuring warmth: "I have contacted the expert in this area a week ago, but for Guan Ran's situation, all I can do at present is to reduce her pain."

Shen Fanyin pursed her lips and shook her head: "No, no, there must be a way, right?"

Looking at her helpless appearance, Jing Zeheng wanted to nod and tell her that there was a way.

But now that I have lied to her, what will I do in the future?

He could only speak to her in a steady tone, hoping to calm her emotions: "Sanskrit, I am not omnipotent, neither is a doctor, and the best doctor cannot cure all diseases."

Shen Fanyin looked at him, and the last bit of hope in his tears was gone.

She slowly loosened his sleeve as if she were out of force, her fingers trembling, and there was only air in her palm.

"I thought ......"

"You are."

Jing Zeheng just raised his hand and wanted to hug her into his arms, but suddenly heard her say this.

He couldn't help but be stunned, a little suspicious of his ears.

She thinks he's omnipotent?

She......

Jing Zeheng's eyes crossed a touch of tenderness, and he was replaced by powerlessness.

He also hopes that he is truly omnipotent.

But he was just a mortal, just like the general public. In the face of death, he was powerless.

His hand slowly fell, wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and took her into his arms.

He can't save the child's sister Guan Ran, all he can do is accompany her.

For the current Shen Fanyin, a hug that can be relied on is very important.

She leaned on his arms, and her tears were like a river that had opened the floodgates, unable to wipe them clean and unstoppable. She was physically and mentally exhausted, and she really didn't know who else she could turn to for help.

She can't be indifferent, she can't look away, she wants everyone around her to be safe and happy, and the rest of her life will be smooth......

But she couldn't do anything but shed these useless tears.

The spring rain hit the glass, and the sound was crisp and dense, as if the heavens were crying.

Jing Zeheng covered her ears with one hand, and patted her back gently with the other. His body temperature wrapped her tightly, silently as her most solid support.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Fanyin cried so much that she lost her strength, her breathing gradually lengthened, and she fell asleep.

Jing Zeheng gently picked her up and quietly walked to the bedroom.

In her sleep, she still frowned slightly, the tears on her pale little face had not dried, and she was so thin that she seemed to have no weight.

Jing Zeheng put her on the bed, folded the quilt and sat down beside her, and didn't move for a long time.

The moon was obscured by dark clouds, and the heavens and the earth became one color.

Under the warm yellow light in the bedroom, Shen Fanyin slept very unsteadily, and occasionally overflowed on her lips like sobbing, which was heartbreaking.

After a long time, Jing Zeheng sighed.

He glanced at Shen Fanyin again and quietly left the bedroom.

-

"Hey! Big brother!"

"I heard that Xiao Yinyin quarreled with you? It's okay, it's okay, you're the boss, you can't be scolded by a little girl."

"Let my brother bear this suffering for you!"

In room 8006 of the Case Hotel, Qi Yan poured a glass of wine for Jing Zeheng with a smiling face that celebrated the whole world, and sang in his voice: "Happy breakup, I wish you happiness, you can ......"

"The child is in a bad mood and scolds me for a few words, what is the big deal?" Jing Zeheng's slow voice interrupted his wolf howl, "The breast surgeon you asked you to find a few days ago, you can contact me again and come over to help see a patient."

"Huh?" Qi Yan frowned, looking very difficult.

Jing Zeheng said seriously: "He can open whatever conditions you want."

Qi Yan looked at him, looking like he hated iron but not steel: "What do you mean by scolding you a few words? Big brother, you can't be so good-tempered, you know? You're kicking me!"

Jing Zeheng: "Okay."

Then, he kicked Qi Yan's leg and fulfilled his wish.

Qi Yan's throat softened and fell on the sofa, pointing at him and crying and complaining: "You have the ability to do it with me, right? You're going to bully me, aren't you?"

Jing Zeheng: "Yes."

Qi Yan directly dragged over a pillow and lay down on the spot: "No matter what, you can find it yourself!" I've got a little temper!"

Jing Zeheng didn't speak, and began to unfasten the cufflinks of his shirt.

This action of his, Qi Yan is familiar with it!

Standard procedure before beating him up!

Qi Yan bounced up from the sofa all of a sudden, flipped to the back of the sofa neatly, and simply said, "Saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, I'll contact the doctor!" Even if it's tied up, I'll tie him up for you!"

Jing Zeheng pinched the button and said to him without threat, "Okay, the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Qi Yan's little daughter-in-law shrank behind the sofa like a little daughter-in-law, and answered in a muffled voice while holding the armrests of the sofa: "Got it."

Jing Zeheng got his answer, didn't even touch a sip of wine, got up and was about to leave.

"You're not going to sit there any longer?" Qi Yan looked at him suspiciously, "You got me out of bed in the middle of the night just to find a doctor?"

"If you answer the phone, I won't have to make this trip." Jing Zeheng's voice was indifferent, and he said while putting on his coat, "Let's go, there's something to do."

Qi Yan asked, "What's the matter? It's all now, what can't you do tomorrow?"

Jing Zeheng had already opened the door, and when he heard this, he looked back at him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Go home and put the child to sleep."

Qi Yan: "......"

"Jing Zeheng, you old scumbag!"

"You're here to pierce my heart, aren't you?"

"Where's your face? What about the face?"

Qi Yan's impotent rage, Jing Zeheng didn't hear a word.

He walked away quickly, and when he returned to the scene, he heard a low sobbing sound in the bedroom.

Sighing silently, he took off his drizzly coat and hurried back to his bedroom.

The child was curled up in the quilt, a small clump. With only a few tear stains on the pillow, she should have just woken up.

He sat on the edge of the bed, took the quilt into his arms, patted her on the back, and said, "Don't cry, I just asked someone to pick up that expert, and the day after tomorrow at the latest, I will definitely let him see Guan Ran."

Shen Fanyin's eyes were hazy with tears, and she didn't know whether she was asleep or crying, she looked at Jing Zeheng blankly for a long time before asking, "But didn't you say that it was useless?"

"If you don't want to give up, I'll accompany you to find a miracle."