Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 184 The Extraordinary Jiang Erye and His Sharp Heart (37)

Shen Ci'en was brought back to the hospital by Jiang Zhuo again. This time she was completely opposite to her previous attitude and became very cooperative with the treatment. Dr. Song was very happy.

Jiang Zhuo would run to the ward from time to time, and Shen Ci'en gave him a look impatiently.

"Second Master Jiang, what do you always come to my place instead of doing your hard work? Are you free?"

Jiang Zhuo looked at her with an irresistible expression, his eyes were loose: "You just let me look at her twice, this may be the only happy time left in my life."

Shen Ci'en raised his eyebrows: "Am I that good-looking?"

Jiang Zhuo had a bright smile in his eyes: "You are the best in the world."

Shen Ci'en curled her lips in disdain: "It's not for nothing that you said you were better than me before."

Jiang Zhuo lowered his eyes mockingly, resolutely admitted defeat, and said in a bitter tone: "I lied to you, indeed, you are the best, and there will never be anyone better than you."

Shen Ci'en was amused by him, and he also looked at her faint smile, which contained a little sadness.

"Shen Ci'en, I think I still owe you an apology."

Shen Ci'en turned his face away from the window, his nasal cavity was sore, and his eyes were slightly wet: "What you owe me can no longer be repaid with a single sorry."

Jiang Zhuo stretched out his hand towards her, but in the end he withdrew it like an electric shock when he was about to touch her cheek, his eyes were full of sadness.

"It's true that I did something wrong, but it's also true that I love you. Shen Ci'en, whether you can forgive me or not, I will continue to love you and spend the rest of my life loving you until my body turns into ashes, Until my mind is gone, until my soul is shattered."

Shen Ci'en rubbed his eyebrows: "Second Master Jiang is in a good mood, come here early in the morning to tell me ghost stories?"

Jiang Zhuo lowered his eyebrows and smiled, the mole under his eyes was dazzling, he stretched out his hand to hold Shen Ci'en's finger, seeing that she was not struggling, he held it with confidence and boldly.

"Seriously, do you want to beat me up now?"

Shen Ci'en gave him confused eyes, and Jiang Zhuo's eyes looked serious: "I am indeed a bastard, it is not an exaggeration to cut me into pieces, but I can't kill myself to make amends to you, so I hope you can kill me." I let it out so I can feel better."

Shen Ci'en withdrew his hand speechlessly: "Jiang Zhuo, your brain circuit is still as perverted as ever."

Jiang Zhuo looked at her and smiled, but didn't speak.

He finally left in the afternoon. Shen Ci'en felt that the ward was stuffy, so he went for a walk in the green garden of the hospital.

Not two steps before she walked out, a haggard middle-aged woman knelt down in front of her.

"You are Miss Shen, I beg you, I really beg you, please give me back my son's matching heart, he is only five years old, he is so young, how can you bear to see him die .”

"It's all because I am a bad mother, I have no money, no power, and no ability to keep this heart for my child, but I can kowtow to you, I beg you, really beg you, please put us Give us back your heart."

"Your boyfriend is so rich, and the Jiang family is powerful and powerful. Does he want anything? He wants a heart. It's not a matter of one sentence. Why do you have to rob my son? He's only five years old. If you don't Surgery, he's going to die soon."

"His father was an honored firefighter, who fought and worked hard for the country all his life, and finally dedicated himself to the cause he loved.

When he left, the child was only three years old. I had nothing left, only him.

He is my only belief in living, Miss Shen, you really can't take his heart away..."

The tearful woman knelt in front of Shen Ci'en, kowtowed head after head, her speech was intermittent and disorganized, Shen Ci'en listened for a long time, and finally figured out the clue.

She knelt down and helped the woman up: "The heart originally belonged to your son?"

The woman cried and nodded: "The pairing was successful, and it was agreed to operate on my son, but as soon as you entered the hospital, it became yours, my poor son, should I watch him wait? dead?"

Shen Ci'en's heart felt cold, thinking of Dr. Song's hesitation to speak, his whole body felt cold.

"You are a respectable mother, please rest assured that I will never take your things."

She almost trembled and squeezed out these words from her throat, and then went back to the room in a daze, and asked someone to find Dr. Song.

When Dr. Song came, he looked relaxed: "What's the matter, miss, are you afraid of having surgery tomorrow? Don't worry, I have rich experience, and I will give you a proper anesthesia when the time comes. Once you close your eyes and open them, this matter will be over." gone."

"Doctor Song, you stole the heart of someone else's child, do you want to replace it for me?"

Shen Ci'en asked quietly.

Dr. Song's brisk words paused, and Shen Ci'en looked at him with tears in his eyes: "If you dare to use something that indirectly killed a person, do you think I will accept it?"

Shen Ci'en closed his eyes and put on an expression of resistance.

"I won't have surgery tomorrow, you give this heart back to that child, otherwise even if I have a healthy heart, this heart will not be a conscience!"

Doctor Song was silent for a while, then sighed.

"Miss, I'm just a doctor. Except for the operation, I don't care about anything else. If you really have any questions about this heart, you have to go to Mr. Jiang."

He turned and left the ward with heavy steps.

Shen Ci'en stepped on the steps of the hospital, step by step, and finally went up to the roof of the top floor. When she reached the highest point, she looked at the tall buildings in the distance and called Jiang Zhuo.

"Jiang Zhuo, return your heart to that child."

She went straight to the point and said softly: "Let's not steal other people's things, okay?"

She convinced people with reason: "Your mother was also sick. You know the difficulties of those patients. We can't cut off other people's lives for our own selfish desires."

On the other side of the phone, Jiang Zhuo's voice was colder than ever before.

"Shen Ci'en, what do you mean?"

Shen Ci'en looked at the sky in the distance, and said softly: "I won't do tomorrow's operation, and whoever is going to be on the operating table will become a five-year-old child."

Jiang Zhuo felt that blood was oozing out of his throat, he swallowed the fishy sweetness in his mouth, and said viciously: "Impossible!"

He was angry: "Shen Ci'en, you promised me that you will live! Don't even think about refusing tomorrow's operation, even if you don't want to, I will tie you up."

"You won't." Shen Ci'en chuckled, looked at the densely packed crowd downstairs like worker ants, and said softly with desolate eyes: "Jiang Zhuo, don't threaten me, I'm alone now, in the hospital. top floor."

Jiang Zhuo's heart sank, and when she realized what she was going to do, she gave up all her current work. Under the shocked gazes of her subordinates, she picked up the car keys, turned around and left.

"Don't be impulsive." He comforted Shen Ci'en with a trembling voice: "Stay there and don't move, don't move, wait for me, I'll go over to see you right away, we'll talk face to face if we need anything."

(End of this chapter)