Sweet Wife, be Good!

When she returned to the ward, Shen Jingyu's tall back stood in front of the glass.

He Peishan walked towards him, opened his arms, trying to lean on his broad and powerful back.

Shen Jingyu hasn't achieved his goal yet, and turned back: "Shanshan, there is something, I must tell you clearly."

"I don't want to listen..." He Peishan's instinctive sense of danger made He Peishan shook his head vigorously.

She will always have the ability to stop the unfeeling words he wants to say when Shen Jingyu confides in her heart.

She thought that she would never lose...

"You have to listen. This is a fact you can't avoid."

"This time I went to the Portuguese market. I am already married. I am married to a woman who I want to spend the rest of my life hand in hand."

"From now on, I will not be associated with any other woman except her."

"No, no... I won't listen, don't say it! Don't say it!" He Peishan covered her ears. She hadn't imagined these words.

His actions have always interpreted the profound meaning of these words.

But she has always resisted, like a person who hides her ears and steals the bell, thinking that as long as he does not say it in person, she does not hear it in person, everything is the same as when she was a child.

Just as at that time, he is her two little brothers who have no guesses, he will not grow up day by day, and be alienated day by day...

"Shanshan, Gu Yunchen has been studying your condition." Shen Jingyu's voice easily overwhelmed her crazy refusal, "In the research room, I will continue to invest all the human and material resources that may be used."

"That is the promise I made to you when I was a child. It will definitely cure your illness and allow you to live a normal life."

"I owe you, I will do it."

"But I will never give the relationship between men and women."

He Peishan cried and knelt down: "Brother Yu, without you, I would have nothing. Don't be so cruel and abandon me..."

"Shanshan!" Lan Xi, He Birong and He Yiming rushed in together.

Lan Xi and He Birong knelt down with He Peishan.

He Yiming rushed towards Shen Jingyu and grabbed his collar: "Shen Jingyu, what did you say to Shanshan?"

"Just said what should be said." Shen Jingyu pushed away his hand.

"Do you know that what you say will make her cry? Do you know that crying will make her sick?" He Yiming asked loudly.

"He Yiming, I will take care of her like you, but I won't indulge her without a bottom line like you."

The fist raised by He Yiming rose up in the air, facing Shen Jingyu's calm and unwavering gaze, he bit his gums sore and put it down again.

Lan Xi and He Birong accompany He Peishan to cry together. The cry of the three women made people distraught.

As Peishan's aunt, He Birong regards He Peishan as her own. In normal times, she respects Shen Jingyu.

However, at this moment, she was anxious, stood up and shouted at Shen Jingyu: "Shen Jingyu, just because Shanshan is sick, do you think she is not worthy of you? Do you know what kind of sincerity you are trampling on?"

"For those who have to trample on their own lives, don't talk about their sincerity." Shen Jingyu glanced at He Peishan who was still crying on the ground, and whispered, "Maybe, your glass ward is not lacking medicine, but a lock. "

"Maybe, it's not that Gu Yunchen didn't find a suitable medicine."

"He can cure illness, but he can't save people's hearts."