lure her into deep

After the rehabilitation plan was adjusted, Cen Hongan's exercise intensity was obviously much higher than before.

When Cen Jia arrived, he was doing equipment training under the guidance of a rehabilitation doctor.

The old father's face turned red and he was sweating profusely. The laborious look was reflected in his eyes. The words he was originally going to tell him suddenly didn't want to be said.

Just... she's still useless.If she really had magic, she could easily solve everything with just a raise of her hands like Zhou Heng. Why would she need her own father who was physically disabled and unable to even undergo rehabilitation treatment with peace of mind?

Cen Jia felt sad.After realizing that he was inexplicably pretentious again, he held back his sigh.

She is a fairy, and fairies are supposed to be strong.

Cen Hongan didn't wait too long.After finishing this project, his whole body felt like it had been washed with water, and he was so tired that he didn't even want to say anything.

Cen Jia very considerately stepped forward to support her old father, and sent him into the bathroom with the caregiver, then stayed outside to continue waiting.

The bathrooms in the sanatorium use hot spring water from the surrounding mountains.After training, combined with bathing and mineral mud hot compress, it can not only relieve fatigue, but also promote recovery.

Cen Hongan unconsciously squinted for a while while applying the hot compress, and his health bar had recovered a lot when he came out.

Seeing the little cotton-padded jacket holding his chin, sitting alone in the leisure area, he suddenly felt sad: "Why don't you go back to the room and wait for me? It's so uncomfortable to sit here."

The caregivers and bodyguards on the side were speechless for two seconds.The leisure area here is full of sofas and chairs, and all kinds of dining and snacks are also available.It's not comparable to a capitalist's mansion, but it's not uncomfortable to sit in.

Cen Jia turned around when he heard the sound, stood up and fluttered over like a little butterfly: "Dad, how are you feeling today? Do you feel that you are getting more and more powerful!" Then he clenched his fists and raised his hands, making the same movement as the statue of David.

Cen Hong'an looked at her indifferent appearance and hummed: "Not only do I have strength, I feel my brain is smarter." After that, he motioned for her to go out.

The sun was shining right now, so the father and daughter did not go back to the ward, but directly found a secluded pavilion to sit down.

Cen Hongan was thinking about what happened last night and said without any nonsense: "Don't hide it from me. Did your grandfather make any excessive demands to you yesterday?"

It was hard to ask too many questions in front of his old friend yesterday, but he heard Cen Jia's old voice.If he hadn't been irritated, the little cotton-padded jacket wouldn't have even shown basic courtesy in front of him.

Cen Jia frowned and looked a little unhappy.She was silent for a few seconds before speaking, but did not answer directly: "Did you find any new clues about the car accident?"

This question was a bit jumpy, and Cen Hongan was stunned for a moment: "What?" He suddenly realized something as he spoke, "Did he tell you this?"

Cen Jia pursed her lips, but still refused to answer and asked: "Dad, if... in order to protect another relative who is related to him, grandpa knew who the murderer was and refused to tell you. What are you going to do?"

"Do you still want to help Cen without hesitation because of your so-called responsibility and blood relationship?"

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When Zhou Heng arrived at the office, Zhang Yifeng was already waiting there.

The latter was sitting on his office chair, with his legs crossed, drinking coffee and shaking his feet, showing no signs of sitting still.

Zhou Heng frowned in disgust: "Can't you fit on the sofa in the reception area? Be careful not to spill coffee on the documents."

"Tsk, tsk." Zhang Yifeng put down the porcelain cup after hearing this, picked up a biscuit from the plate next to him, stuffed it into his mouth, and went to get the mouse.

Zhou Heng's face turned completely dark.

He doesn't have the habit of not being able to eat or drink in front of his desk, but since he was a child he couldn't stand touching the mouse or typing on the keyboard with his hand that has taken food.Especially his mouse and keyboard.

This person definitely wanted to disgust him on purpose.

Zhang Yifeng did it on purpose.He carefully touched the keyboard and mouse with the hand that held the biscuit, and then raised his eyebrows at Zhou Heng: "Is this uncomfortable? Why didn't you think about it when you decided on the surgical plan without saying a word? What am I thinking? Do you still consider me your fucking brother? Forget about blocking each other." Zhou Heng fell silent, and after a long time he whispered: "I'm sorry." He loosened the top two buttons of his collar. , turned around and walked to the sofa where he went back to sit down, "It's not that I didn't tell you, it was the situation at that time, and it was too late to call you over. And I don't plan to have surgery now..."

"Fuck you!" Zhang Jifeng interrupted him with a loud curse. He immediately exploded when he heard these words, "Are you fucking crazy!"

"No surgery? If you don't have surgery, why don't you wait until your brain is full of tumors and then you go to the crematorium?"

"Has the inheritance been arranged? How much will you leave to the little fairy?"

"Believe it or not, if you die on the front foot, she will remarry with your money on the back foot..."

Zhou Heng had a headache when he scolded him, but he knew that he was wrong and did not refute.When the friend finally had a dry mouth and came to an end, he spoke: "I didn't say I won't do the surgery, I said I won't do it now."

Zhang Yifeng's expression darkened.

Zhou Heng sighed, with a bit of exhaustion and helplessness in his expression: "Yifeng, Cen's side has just begun. You must let me settle the grievances between the two families, so that I can go to the operating table with peace of mind."

"How long do you plan to finish it?"

Zhou Heng did not answer.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Cen has been in business for so many years, it will not completely collapse in a day or two, even if it is now strong on the outside and strong on the inside.

Zhang Yifeng also understands this truth.He endured it, and finally suppressed his temper for the sake of the other party being a patient: "If Mr. Cen doesn't collapse for a day, will you not perform surgery for a day? I have no objection..." He raised his hand and tapped himself with his index finger. Forehead, "But don't you have a problem with that thing in your head? Can it wait?"

Zhou Heng raised his eyes and met his gaze with firm eyes: "We can always wait half a year." Half a year is enough time to completely eliminate the Cen family.

Zhang Yifeng wanted to smash the plate on his head and kill him directly.

"That's not what Dr. Xu said. Zhou Heng, do you think I don't know that the latest two test results have come out. The tumor in your brain has a high probability of rapidly growing and worsening."

"Alas..." Zhou Heng sighed again, "Just half a year... half a year at most."

Zhang Yifeng gritted his teeth: "The longer it is delayed, the greater the risk of the operation and the lower the chance of success."

Zhou Heng raised his forehead and said: "It's not much higher now." Life and death are equal, isn't it still gambling?

"You..." Zhang Yifeng was furious, no longer showing mercy, and directly poked him in the heart, "Are you still married to the little fairy?"

The man on the sofa froze and said nothing.

Zhang Yifeng sneered: "Tsk..."

Zhou Heng lay back on the sofa, looking at the ceiling with his eyes somewhat unfocused: "Let's not get married yet."

He once felt that he would not live in peace until he married her. Anyway, Cen Jia would not be at a loss if he inherited his inheritance.But when the real thing came, I found that I couldn't bear it at all.

If she couldn't get off the operating table, his inheritance could still be inherited by her.But the little fairy must not be a widow.

Zhang Yifeng's teeth ached when he looked at him like this: "Are you really not going to tell her? When she inherits your inheritance, won't she still know about it?"

Zhou Heng was silent for a moment.He wasn't sure how much Cen Jia liked him now, and he didn't want her to be bound to him for life out of sympathy.But he didn't want to deceive her.

Faintly, Zhou Heng felt a headache again.He quickly stopped his thoughts and said hoarsely: "Yifeng, let me think about it..."

However, reality did not give him the opportunity or time to think.