Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Liang MuQing's tears rolled down, and then she turned and ran away.

Mo Qingyan was stunned in situ and didn't understand what she was thinking?

She doesn't know that the child is like a bomb to Liang MuQing. If she wants to give birth to the child, she may die at any time.

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Li tingjue and Nangong Ao enter the lounge. Nangong Ao has a bottle of foreign wine in his hand. When he is in a bad mood, he just wants to have a drink.

Yan Yu saw that they went in, and he followed them into the lounge with the medicine box.

See two people just pour wine, Yan Yu reminded.

"Absolutely, don't drink it. I injected you with the rest of the medicine."

Li tingjue just picked up the glass and put it back on the tea table when he heard what he said. He leaned half on the sofa, his cold eyes fixed on him.

"And an injection?"

He thought he would be all right after an injection yesterday. Unexpectedly, his virus has not been relieved. No wonder he occasionally feels a little weak.

Yan Yu put the medicine box away. Before he came here, the two little steamed buns told him to bring the medicine box. It turned out that the two boys had a plan.

He thought it was a little mysterious. He took out the medicine and began to mix the needle water.

Nangong Ao looked at those things and drank.

"Yan Yu, when can you make my servant better?"

Now he really can't take the servant. She doesn't want to have an examination, and her health is getting worse and worse. He was anxious, but he couldn't use strong to her. He was afraid that her condition would become worse and worse as soon as she was excited.

Yan Yu smiled faintly, "isn't my new medicine effective for her? Why haven't you come to take it recently?"

Nangong Ao shook his head. "Your medicine doesn't seem to work for her. I bought imported one again. It doesn't seem to work."

He took another sip. He didn't know how long she could last. He didn't want her to die, absolutely not.

Yan Yu injected Li tingjue, and then smiled.

"The best way is to find the right heart, but it's a pity that her heart is too rare. It's really hard to find one in a few million."

Nangong Ao leaned back on the sofa and stared at the roof.

"If I can't, I'll give her my heart."

Anyway, he won't let her die. If he can't help it in the end, he'll give her back her heart. This is hers. He shouldn't be so selfish.

After hearing this, both of them were worried.

Li Ting Jue wrung his eyebrows and looked at Yan Yu pulling out the needle. He gritted his teeth and said.

"Don't think about it. Keep your heart for yourself. We'll help you find her."

Nangong Ao sneered, "of course I'm happy if I can find it."

However, he has been waiting for this miracle for several years, and there is no such miracle. It is difficult to find the same heart as them, let alone a human life.

Who would want to sell his heart? No matter how stupid he is.

So people waiting for brain death have even less hope.

Yan Yu put away his tools and put the medicine box aside. He took Li tingjue's glass of wine and said to Nangong Ao.

"Come on, I'll drink with you."

They clinked glasses and drank them all in one gulp.

Yan Yu put the cup on the table. He looked very serious.

"Nangong Ao, as a friend, I advise you that Miss Liang's disease is rare in the medical community, so you should be psychologically prepared."

It's really hard to save Liang MuQing.

Nangong Ao is a dead brain. He is likely to trade his life for her life. As brothers, how can they bear to see that scene?