Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

Bailiuran brought her a chair and poured her a cup of tea.

Suddenly, she stumbled, and the cup she was carrying fell to the ground accidentally.

If Chi Yan hadn't helped her quickly, I'm afraid she would have fallen to the ground by now.

"Ranran, you can rest at ease. You don't need to do anything else."

Together with Feng Ying, he helped Bai liuran to the hospital bed.

"Sorry, I'm just a little too happy."

Bai liuran squeezed out a smile on his face, "I'm fine. Just have a rest."

"Ran Ran, are you sick?"

Looking at her pale, bloodless little face, Feng Ying frowned and suddenly found the difference between her and normal people.

That slap big face, two slightly concave, more lined eyes, eyes big and godless..

The body is delicate, and even the spirit is particularly depressed. It seems that more words will consume her vitality.

"I'm fine."

Bai liuran reluctantly smiled. His wet black eyes were like frightened deer, which could not be said to be lovable.

"Sorry, Sister Feng Ying. I may have to sleep first."

"Have a good rest." Chi Yan helped her cover the quilt, and Qingjun's eyebrows showed a trace of dignity. "I'll see you when you wake up."

Bai liuran answered softly and looked at Feng Ying, "sister is coming too!"

"OK."

For such a little girl who is a bit more delicate than sister Lin, Feng Ying can hardly compromise with her, "go to sleep."

Bai liuran obediently slept in the past. Her curled eyelashes fell down, leaving two faint shadows on her eyelids, making her skin white and clear.

Just like a sleeping sick beauty, it not only makes men easy to feel pity for her, but also makes women unbearable maternal hair.

Chi Yan gently closed the door and sat on the bench with Feng Ying.

Feng Ying suddenly asked, "last time you said you wanted me to help you treat a friend, that's her?"

Chi Yan nodded, "yes, she blocked a shot for me when she was a child, and the bullet hit her heart. Although the position deviated a little and she didn't die on the spot, the doctor asserted that if the situation worsened, she wouldn't live to be 27 years old."

"What?" Feng Ying was surprised. "Help you block the gun. When did it happen?"

"A long time ago."

There was a haze on Chi Yan's face, but it quickly gathered, "I'll tell you next time that I brought her back from abroad to let you help her see. How sure are you?"

"Tell me the details."

Chi Yan said, "the best treatment is heart replacement surgery. A few years ago, I have helped her find a matching heart. Unfortunately, after examination, her body is too weak to support a major operation, but if she doesn't operate, she can't survive for three years."

"That's really a little bad..."

Feng Ying pondered for a long time, "do you want me to support her during her operation, right?"

"Yes." Chi Yan spit out a mouthful of turbidity, "she can't wait any longer."

"It's not difficult."

If she has been practicing for a long time, let alone helping to continue her vitality for a period of time, even if she is completely cured, it should be an easy task.

"Well, you give me half a year. I'll try my best to practice and strive to reach a higher level. At that time, I'll have a better grasp."