Bai Zhengqian's words hit Xia Xingran's heart with every word, making it full of holes.

She froze in place, her legs a little disobedient, her body trembled, her face turned pale, and the guilt in her heart made her feel tormented. The eyes that were originally shining were only dull and painful at this moment.

She suddenly felt weak, as if her main heart had been pulled out, and the whole person lost her center of gravity and collapsed violently. Squatting on the ground and crying lowly. Look at the book

Seeing her like this, Bai Zhengqian's face became more and more proud. opened the drawer, took out the agreement that had been prepared a long time ago, and threw it at Xia Xingran's feet like a charity.

"There's a remedy now." A sinister smile tugged at the corner of Bai Zhengqian's mouth: "As long as you sign this agreement, I have a way to bring everything back to square one. Feng Yuan can continue dialysis, and the children in the welfare home will not starve to death."

Xia Xingran hurriedly wiped his face and picked up the agreement at his feet. As her gaze wandered, her lips began to tremble uncontrollably, her heart pounded violently, and a strong sense of anger welled up in her heart.

She picked up the agreement with red eyes, trembled with anger, walked up to Bai Zhengqian, and nailed the agreement on the table with a "snap".

"Bai Yuan, do you still have a conscience? It made me sign an agreement for the only use of drugs and stents. As far as I know, these are two manufacturers with huge profits, but the actual results are not good!"

Xia Xingran gritted his teeth and creaked, as if his whole body was burning with anger, and he almost roared this sentence out of his throat in a hoarse voice.

Bai Zhengqian hooked his lips, put his feet on the desk, spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and looked at Xia Xingran with an indifferent expression.

"Xia Xingran, I'll give you the opportunity. Whether you can catch it or not is up to you." He hissed, tapped his temple with pretended pity, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you're penniless. All your parents' money was confiscated five years ago as stolen money."

"You!" Xia Xingran's face was extremely pale, his eyes were already full of tears, and he couldn't bear to fall drop by drop at an extremely fast speed at this moment. Her lip had been bitten by her, oozing blood.

"You've figured it out. It's all the result of your willful behavior. I'm kind enough to give you a remedy, so don't waste my heart."

Seeing Xia Xingran drop the agreement and leave with his face, Bai Zhengqian reminded slowly.

"I don't believe that no one can cure you in such a big A city!" Xia Xingran turned his head, like an angry little lion with teeth bared.

Bai Zhengqian's arrogant laughter suddenly sounded in the office, he put down his feet on the table, his face was quite condescending, he picked up the agreement, walked to Xia Xingran, and stuffed it into her arms.

Xia Xingran staggered back two steps, reaching out and preparing to tear up the agreement. Bai Zhengqian held Xia Xingran's wrist tightly, and her painful face wrinkled together.

"You try."

Bai Zhengqian bent down and approached Xia Xingran, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his deep voice contained extremely dangerous information.

"Now they still have a glimmer of life, and if you continue to be self-righteous, it won't be easy to say."

Bai Zhengqian smiled at the corner of his mouth, but Xia Xingran felt a great oppression.

The two were in a stalemate, and a powerful external force brought Xia Xingran away from Bai Zhengqian's lips.

Bai Moyan held her in his arms with one hand, unable to suppress the annoyance in his heart any longer, and yelled at Bai Zhengqian, "Dad, I also have a bottom line!"

Bai Zhengqian looked at the backs of the two of them leaving angrily, and for the first time he had a sense of powerlessness and fear that was out of control. ap..

On the bench outside the hospital building, Xia Xingran and Bai Moyan sat opposite each other, silent.

It's noisy all around, and the summer wind is accompanied by steaming heat. There are always countless people coming in and out of the hospital gates. This famous hospital has a gray-white building. Steaming under the hot sun, like a huge steamer, the patient and his family are trapped by lies and cannot escape.

Bai Zhengqian's words were still in her ears, and the cruel truth shattered the beliefs she had just established, and they rattled in the wind.

Bai Moyan looked at her, her pale face was almost soaked with tears

Ming, a pair of eyes full of surprise.

"You take this card first." Xia Xingran lowered his head, it was a black gold card. She sniffed her nose and didn't answer.

Bai Moyan grabbed her hand and forced the black gold card into her palm. In an unquestionable tone, he said, "Helping the emergency is not helping the poor. Feng Nan needs dialysis to stay alive, and the children in the orphanage have not eaten for several days."

Larger and denser teardrops rolled down and splashed flowers on the black and gold cards.

Xia Xingran's eyes were empty, and he asked Bai Moyan with a hoarse voice, "Is it really what I did wrong, is it because of me that everyone's situation has become so precarious."

Bai Moyan's handsome face flashed with many emotions for a while, but in the end, they all turned into a calm without waves.

At this time, Xia Xingran is quite like the plum in the wind and snow under the three brushes, the kind that blooms the colder it is. Pinching the hem of his clothes, he said unrelentingly, "The welfare institute is a public institution, so I don't believe that the above can still allocate funds?"

Bai Moyan's eyes were a little helpless, and he sneered: "You're right, the welfare institute is indeed a public institution. But because of this, they can have countless reasons to justify the non-essential existence of the institution. Once it is confirmed that the institution is closed, leaving the institution will be tantamount to death for those children."

Xia Xingran's head was buzzing, as if he had been stabbed by the tip of a needle, and his whole body was a little numb. "If it's a private takeover, isn't it possible to be exempt from public control?" Xia Xingran had a hint of luck.

Bai Moyan shook his head, folded his hands and bent over his lap, pursed his lips and said, "If it is a private welfare home, it is indeed possible to fund without the control of the public. But ......" He looked sideways at Xia Xingran and let out a long sigh: "But all expenses need to be borne by individuals, you ......"

He didn't say any more, Xia Xingran naturally understood that such a long-term huge expense was not something he could afford at all.

"So Xiao Ran, the top priority is to think of a practical and long-term earning plan. Or find a reliable and powerful investor. You want to fight for it through the public, but I'm afraid the children won't be able to wait for that day."

Xia Xingran leaned weakly on the back of the chair, and the wind blew past her, passing through her clothes and pants, scratching her body like a kitten's paws.

She looked down at the agreement in her hand, and the unknown tree next to her made a brushing sound, as if to say: sign it, sign it, sign it, and all its problems can be solved. Look at the book

She curled herself up and held her head tightly. Extreme inner struggle, hesitation. The two beliefs were competing and shaking each other in her heart, leaving her in a dilemma and difficult to choose.

Dark Street, Chang Huan's home.

Ever since Han Chenluo talked about candy, Chang Huan has not been idle for a moment. In the past few days, he has been cooperating with Zhao Zhiyun to verify. His intuition told him that it was most likely a superstitious habit of some organization or individual after killing people.

"I heard from Xiao Luo that Xiao Ran came back and said that he had a very powerful operation." Han Ranchen put a lot of lunch boxes in the refrigerator, which were full of prepared dishes.

She pretended to be careless, and said to the busy Chang Huan.

Chang Huan replied casually, a pair of eyes almost fixed on the screen, and there were scattered books on the table. He was searching for everything he could find.

Han Ranchen's eyes showed a trace of distress, and then he forced a smile: "Brother Huan, I suddenly remembered that something was left at home, and I have to go home."

Chang Huan slid the swivel chair back to the door, stretched out his head to look at Han Ranchen and said worriedly, "Didn't you say that going out during this time is easy to expose and dangerous. I'll get something good for you."

"How can you tell the things of a woman's house, you big and rough person." Han Ranchen smiled and lied quietly.

An unnatural flush flashed on Chang Huan's face, he picked up the crutches standing by the wall with one hand, and staggered to stand up with the door in the other. opened the cabinet door, took out a black jar, limped to Han Ranchen and handed it to her.

"Then take the anti-wolf spray with you, be careful, run if you have anything, call me."

Han Ranchen held back his sour nose, lowered his eyes, and pursed his lips tightly, for fear of being seen by the keen Chang Huan.

She reached out and took the anti-wolf spray with her body temperature and nodded vigorously.

She put on her mask, glanced at Chang Huan deeply, and closed the door with a resolute look.

She turned on her phone and dialed a number: "Xia Xingran, there is something I want to tell you."

The summer is scorching, and the sun is scorching, shining through the leaves. The light and shadow flow slightly, reflecting a quiet and brilliant face, like a snowflake in winter.