President’s Contract Wife

Until she looked at the silver Lamborghini that Cheng Haotian had gone to outside the hospital, she only felt that her life and death were decided in one sentence in the eyes of the man. It was so small, her life was so small, it seemed like an ant at the feet of Cheng Haotian.

"Damn it!" Lin Nuofan wanted to chase out unwillingly! Mu Zixi grabbed Lin Nuofan, "Brother Lin, don't go, it's useless." He is so high, there is absolutely no room for turning around what he wants. Even Lin Nuofan couldn't change it. Because, like her, he is a little ant at his feet...

It’s so pathetic, so pathetic. Mu Zixi was absolutely so pathetic for the first time. She was so desolate. She always thought that if she worked hard, she would be able to make money one day to support her family. But now she realized that her own efforts were so Tiny, a word in Cheng Haotian's mouth can determine her life, it's really a sad life.

The pain in her heart gradually turned into numbness, and she accepted her fate. Really about to admit her fate... She has not accepted her fate for so many years, but now, she can no longer find her courage...

"Zixi, don't worry, I can help you introduce a hospital where my classmates work..." Lin Nuofan comforted Mu Zixi as much as possible.

But Mu Zixi couldn't hear anything, just nodding numbly, her heart seemed lost and couldn't find its way. Only her remaining self-esteem, a trace of self-esteem that she does not want to let go of...

That night, with Lin Nuofan’s help, Mu Zixi was transferred to the Blue Mountain Hospital, where Lin Nuofan’s college classmates worked, but the price was much higher than that of Qichuan Hospital. Mu Zixi was sitting in the corridor, watching Lin Nuofan help his father settle everything, but couldn't say a word. But Cheng Haotian's words always echoed in his mind: "You will definitely come to me."

Will she? Now she doesn't even know it herself. He is so lofty, he can decide the fate of himself and Lin Nuofan, and even so many patients at will, so he stands under the aura, why should he want her? What do you want her to do? Plaything? She didn't know, she didn't know anything.

When Lin Nuofan walked out of the ward, he saw Mu Zixi in a daze, on the overly thin face, the eyes that were originally watery and energetic, at this moment, seemed like a barren ruin, unable to find a direction in the confusion. The distress in his heart gradually evolved into a bit of bitterness, and he subconsciously hugged her from behind, just wanting to give her a little warmth.

The temperature behind him made Mu Zixi feel at ease, his numb heart, as if he had found a breakthrough, indulging himself in the warm ferry, with his back facing Lin Nuofan, silently leaving what he least wants people to see. Tears. The long night, the cold corridor, the embrace of the man, the tears of the woman, the warmth of the embrace, everything was silent, for a long time, for a long time, Lin Nuofan murmured affectionately in her ear: "Zixi, don't be so tired anymore," Be with him, alright. Lin Nuofan wanted to ask, but in the end he couldn't ask, for fear that she would feel inferior again and run away from him.

"I don't want to, but how many days can this 100,000 yuan be used in the Blue Mountain Hospital? I am afraid it will not be used for ten days." There is a fundamental difference between urban hospitals and suburban hospitals, and she has already heard Lin Nuo. Fan talked with classmates about the condition and the money spent on medication.

Mu Lingfeng’s condition ranges from 8,000 to 10,000 yuan every day, 100,000 yuan. When he was in Qichuan Hospital, he had already spent 20,000 yuan, and there was still 80,000 yuan left. I don’t know if ten days is enough. If Mu Zixi goes out to work part-time every night and goes to a place like a bar, he can earn more than 100 yuan every night. The average bookstore and restaurant are only 40 to 60, even if she is not picking about what kind of work. , It is impossible to make 10,000 yuan a day. She has no way to go...

Lin Nuofan was silent, and it took a while before he said: "Don't worry, we will find a way together tomorrow, and there are still ten days, we will find a way together, now, you should go home and have a good sleep."

Mu Zixi shook his head, "I'm going to work part-time. I haven't gone for two nights. Brother Lin thank you today." After saying that, Mu Zixi withdrew from his embrace and left in a daze. Her figure, under the silver-white light of the hospital, was so thin and small that made people feel distressed, and her back straightened hard, but she still couldn't conceal her timidity. His heart hurts so much. Eventually he chased up and took her hand.

"Tonight, don't go anywhere. Go back and rest. Tomorrow, we will face it together."

Tomorrow, we will face it together. No one had ever said such a thing to her. His smile was like the last light of the world entering her heart. In the end, she didn’t say a word that was touched. She could only let him pull herself away, which made her desperate. The place, behind him, swallowed tears back into his stomach.