Love You To The Bones

Smelling the speech, Fang Yanrong seemed to chop on her head with a thunderclap, her face was pale, her finger tips clenched her fist slightly, and her nails stabbed into the soft palm with more and more strength.

That sharp tingling feeling made her pull back a trace of reason. Obviously, she was depressed and wanted to kill, but she still raised her plain little face and looked at Shen Zichuan and said gently and wisely, "brother Zichuan, it doesn't matter. I believe you must have your reason for thinking like this."

Fang Yanrong's consideration surprised Shen Zichuan slightly.

Stunned, the man looked at her with sorry eyes, "Fang Xiaoran just had an accident. I'm not in the mood for the time being."

As if his throat was clogged with a mess, his open voice was a little dull.

"I know, I know, brother Zichuan, I don't blame you! If you didn't put forward this proposal just now, I'll put it forward."

Fang Yanrong nodded in understanding. A pair of snow-white soft hands stretched out from the white thin quilt. She looked very excited and grabbed Shen Zichuan's big hand with distinct bone joints, gently pulled it, slowly pasted the man's slightly cold palm on her soft face, and said in a low voice, "brother Zichuan, what's the accident with my sister?"

"After she donated her kidney to you, the doctor found that she unfortunately suffered from uterine cancer. As a result, when she cut off her uterus, there was massive bleeding... Which led to her accidental death."

Shen Zichuan's eyelids drooped deeply and stood silently by the hospital bed. He suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve the irritability that almost penetrated into his bones and blood at the bottom of his heart.

If he had known that such a tragic accident would happen to Fang Xiaoran's kidney donation, he might have chosen to let Fang Yanrong wait for resources from the global organ bank center.

In the past, he was very tired of Fang Xiaoran, and occasionally flashed the idea of letting her disappear completely, but they were all absurd ideas that flashed by, and he never wanted to really put them into action.

But now, Fang Xiaoran really died in an accident. His heart was not relaxed, let alone felt joy and happiness.

Since when did you change your dislike of her?

Probably, after her baby was gone, she began to divorce him as soon as possible.

Shen Zichuan took his hand back from Fang Yanrong's face, turned and walked to the French window, lowered his eyes, lifted a bitter smile on his thin lips, as if he had just chewed a few yellow lotus in his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach, from his throat to the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Zichuan, where is my sister now? I want to see her for the last time. I still owe her a thank you."

Fang Yanrong lay in bed and looked at the silent Shen Zichuan. Bursts of panic spread from the brain to every inch of the nerves in the whole body. The whole person became a little bad. She bit her teeth and said something against her heart and false.

Does he suspect that Fang Xiaoran's accidental death has something to do with her?

no

impossible.

She talked to the man on the phone. All the steps in the whole plan were carried out perfectly. It was impossible to show a trace of fraud and mistakes.

Also, Mingming Fang Xiaoran is Shen Zichuan's most hated woman, but why does she die, but he doesn't look happy, only sad?

Is... He really in love with Fang Xiaoran?

At that moment, Fang Yanrong was so angry that she was going crazy that she used all her strength to suppress her jealousy.

"No, you just finished the operation. I'll see her."

As soon as Shen Zichuan's words fell, the door clicked and closed heavily.

In the quiet space, Fang Yanrong stared at the closed door with an extremely unwilling expression on her face.

"Brother Zichuan, I won't let you belong to other women, never!"

……

Shen Zichuan had just walked to the door of the operating room, and the cold smell frightened song Zijian who came out of a hidden ward next door.

When it was clear that the visitor was the good friend he was going to find, song Zijian ignored his words, grabbed Shen Zichuan's arm and dragged him forward.

"Can I talk about something after I go to see Fang Xiaoran?"

Shen Zichuan said coldly.

This sentence successfully stopped song Zijian. He turned and Qingjun's face looked incredible, "Zichuan, you don't have to go to the operating room to see Fang Xiaoran. She's right here. A nurse was going to push Fang Xiaoran to the morgue and I bumped into her. At that time, I had a flash of inspiration and coaxed the little nurse to push Fang Xiaoran into the empty ward. Seriously, I don't know why. I always thought there must be something fishy about Fang Xiaoran's accidental death. So I stayed alone He carefully examined Fang Xiaoran from head to toe. Do you know what I found? "

"What did you find?"

Shen Zichuan suddenly turned around, and his extremely cold eyes firmly locked song Zijian.

The distance between them was very close. Song Zijian felt the cold from Shen Zichuan. He couldn't help shivering all over and dragged him inside. "Hey, I'm not sure for a moment. You'd better take a look first. After all, you're more familiar with Fang Xiaoran's face and body than I am."

Shen Zichuan has a slight obsession with cleanliness and doesn't like too much physical contact with others. In particular, the two big men walk side by side arm in arm, which is even more unbearable.

He suddenly got rid of song Zijian's hand and didn't look back to the stationary silver cart. His sharp eyes fell on the woman lying on it. He looked at it very seriously every inch.

It looks like Fang Xiaoran.

His face is not generally pale. It is not much different from the dead. It shows a dead gray color. It is probably because he is not angry. His smooth black long hair is inexplicably withered, yellow and rough.

Shen Zichuan's deep vision slid slowly along the woman's face, chin and clavicle to the chest without any fluctuation.

Suddenly, a terrible and amazing light rose from the depths of the man's dark eyes.

The arc of the bulge is too small!

The measurement of the two snow-white and full parts that he once knew each other was no less than the D cup.

The woman in front of me is no more than a B cup.

Even if the cause of excessive blood loss, no matter how it shrinks, it can't change so much.

What the hell is going on?

I don't know whether it was because the surprise was too sudden or excessive. Shen Zichuan couldn't stand stably. His body shook back and forth for a quarter of an hour. He didn't come back. He asked song Zijian to find a pair of medical gloves and put them on slowly. Sen Leng's fingers came to the woman's neck, slowly raised her chin and looked carefully.

Then he found the omission.

The woman's face is actually bigger and wider than Fang Xiaoran's face. Even the surface skin is much rougher than Fang Xiaoran's, without Fang Xiaoran's delicate sense of moisture and luster.

Shen Zichuan put two fingers on her face and stabbed it. She rubbed it. Gradually, she twisted a thick white fine powder. As the layer of powder dropped, she finally revealed the true face of a woman.

It was a woman about twenty-three or four years old. Her facial features were very beautiful, her chin was thin, but her skin color was slightly yellow and her pores were thick. She looked vaguely similar to Fang Xiaoran.

This make-up technique is also superb.

But it's not Fang Xiaoran himself after all.

Inexplicably, Shen Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief, took off his transparent gloves and threw them into the trash can at will. His charming face immediately tightened up and said coldly to song Zijian, "Fang Yanrong told me that she saw Fang Xiaoran enter the operating room with her own eyes, and she also got Fang Xiaoran a healthy kidney. But now, the woman who died accidentally on the operating table is not Fang Xiaoran. You know the process of the hospital like the back of your hand. Can you tell me which link went wrong?"

"There's only one possibility. Someone switched Fang Xiaoran in the middle of the operation."

Song Zijian frowned and thought, "those who can operate this thing in an orderly way should at least reach the level of chief doctor."

"Investigation, we must thoroughly investigate it immediately!"

Shen Zichuan lit a cigarette and smoked. When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were like deep pool eyes, cold light and pity. "I want to see who moved me behind my back."

This night, many people are doomed to sleep.

At the same time, the villa area in the northwest suburb of Tongcheng.

In a luxurious villa room, there is a pale woman lying on a magnetic bed for healing her body. Her eyes have been closed and her breathing is very slight. It seems that she will not be able to pick up in the next second, just like a sleeping beauty trapped in a magic spell!