Kiss the wrong wife

Zhiming had no choice but to sit down again, and looked at Dao coldly, he didn't know why she was crying, or maybe she was wronged, because in the whole thing, she was the one who was least wronged.

Zhiming sighed, and said: "Don't say that for me, I will not feel happy, I will only feel the most sinful."

Wang Qian raised her head, her face was stained with tears, even her makeup had melted away, her mascara was smudged by tears, her eyes were darkened, she looked a little scary and pitiful.He glanced at it, handed over a tissue, and said, "Wipe it."

Wang Qian took the tissue, wiped the area around her eyes gently, and choked up, "Do you think I really want to abandon her? Her illness is a time bomb. If I want her, it will definitely affect our future life. I think we can have a stable and stable life instead of carrying a bomb on our backs all the time. I also think about you, why don't you understand me?"

Zhiming shook his head. He suddenly wanted to take Tingting to see him that day. The old man didn't seem to know about Tingting's illness. He raised his head and asked, "Then did your parents-in-law also know that Tingting was ill?"

Wang Qian shook her head, "I don't know, only Chen Lin and I know."

Zhiming was taken aback, "But, didn't you say that Tingting is taking medicine? They don't know, so who will give Tingting medicine?"

Wang Qian's eyes flickered, "The doctor said she doesn't need to take medicine for the time being."

"Why?" Zhiming is not a doctor, but he also knows that there is a tumor in the head, which will affect the pressure in the brain. Usually, it is controlled by taking medicine, and it is easy to stop taking the medicine.

"I don't know about that either, the doctor said it." Wang Qian wiped the corners of her eyes again with a tissue, and instead of looking directly at Zhiming, she lowered her head and took another sip from the water glass.

Zhiming no longer believed her words, he asked: "Which doctor did Tingting see? You tell me, I'll go and consult."

"No need!" Wang Qian quickly said, "She doesn't see a doctor regularly. I took her to many hospitals, and the doctors basically said so."

Zhiming stared at her with sharp eyes, Wang Qian was a little sad and aggrieved, "Could it be that, do you think I will harm her? Will I stop her medicine without authorization? In your heart, I am really so untrustworthy? "

Zhiming took out his mobile phone, dialed a friend who was an oncologist in front of Wang Qian, and consulted him in detail.

Wang Qian's face turned pale when she heard this, and she began to feel uncomfortable.But she still sat quietly and said nothing.

Zhiming hung up the phone, his hands trembling a little. He held the water glass, and suddenly poured the water in the glass at Wang Qian, stood up uncontrollably, and said angrily, "Wang Qian, you can go to hell!"

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Wang Qian hurriedly chased it out, but she didn't care when the table was knocked upside down.

Lin Lefeng sighed, "You are right, I was wrong."

"She is very good at disguising, so it's not surprising that you were deceived." Jing'er said indifferently, but her brows were a little sullen. She heard the conversation between Zhiming and Wang Qian just now. She couldn't forgive a woman who deliberately poisoned her. child.She clearly knew that her child could not stop taking the drug. Once the drug was stopped, the intracerebral pressure would increase, accelerate the growth of the tumor, and cause the blood vessel or tumor to burst. What is the difference between this and murder?

Lin Lefeng said sadly: "How can there be such a mother in the world? She has desecrated the sacred title of mother."

Jing'er took a sip of water and said, "I've lost my appetite, let's go and see Xiao Tingting." Now, the most important thing is to take Tingting to see a doctor and receive treatment again.Otherwise, procrastination will only aggravate the condition.

Lin Lefeng lost his appetite. What happened tonight really made him extremely sick.Refreshed his understanding of the best bitch.

When the two went downstairs to Tingting, they saw Zhiming and Mother Chen carrying Tingting downstairs, while Wang Qian was standing behind the lamppost and watching, tears streaming down her face.

No one knew what she was crying for, whether it was regret or aggrieved, or mourning the relationship that she thought she had paid a lot for.

She didn't come out until Zhiming's car drove away in a hurry.

But at that time, the air suddenly turned cold. Jing Er was startled, and looked up, only to see Qian Feifan, the god of death, appearing beside Wang Qian at some point. Just when Jing Er realized that the god of death used this method to solve the problem, it was too late.

A Bentley ran into Wang Qian at high speed. Under the strong light, Wang Qian's frightened and astonished face was illuminated brightly. Her eyes widened and she yelled in horror. That sound was like a crow flying in the dark night sky. The voice of tearing and shouting was dumb and terrifying.

Then, her body fell on the side of the road like a rag.

After Bentley hit her, he crazily bumped into the nearby convenience store. Fortunately, there were not many people in the convenience store, and they all fled in a hurry.And Bentley was also forced to stop. A short-haired man got out of the car. He ran towards the direction where Wang Qian fell to the ground, and then took out his mobile phone and dialed 120.

Jing'er grabbed Qian Feifan and said angrily, "The solution you said is to run over her to death?"

Qian Feifan said indifferently: "She was already dead. It was her husband Chen Lin who saved her with his own life. He could only exchange for a while. She is at the end of her lifespan and is always going to die." He glanced at Jing'er again, "Don't tell me you sympathize with her."

Jing'er froze for a moment, sympathy?Not really, the disappearance of life, in her opinion, is already a trivial matter.Now that her lifespan is over, she should go where she should go.However, she thought that Ting Ting would no longer have parents from now on, and girls from the Long family would generally not be able to grow up with their parents, and they would be separated at a young age. If you have never experienced this pain, you will not understand it. .

Qian Feifei said: "She is not dead yet, you follow to the hospital and try to coax her to donate her heart. As long as Chen Lin's mother has a heart transplant, she can take good care of Tingting." After finishing speaking, Qian Feifei clapped his hands, gone.

The god of death did a good thing this time, Jing'er heard from his words that Chen Lin's mother had almost reached the end of her lifespan, but he extended her life in private, otherwise, he would not have made such a suggestion.

"Qian Feifan!" Jing'er shouted.

Qian Feifan lazily said: "Say!"

"Actually, you're still very cute!" Jing'er said.

Qian Feifan turned around abruptly and glared at her angrily, "Don't call me cute." Who is he?Death, what is the image of Death?Cold, awe-inspiring, handsome as a god, lonely, completely incompatible with cuteness.

Lin Lefeng looked a little silent. He stepped forward to help the man who hit someone. The man seemed a little frightened. He bent down and patted Wang Qian's face lightly. Wang Qian was not dead and her mind was still clear. The eyes shot out the light like a poisonous snake, and there was a distorted expression on her face. Wang Qian had seen this kind of expression distorted by pain before. It was when Chen Lin crashed into a car. She squatted beside him. At that time, she felt bloody. He had a distorted expression on his face, which was terrifying and ugly.