"Here you are." Aunt Xu sat on one side, no longer shining as usual, as if she was a few years old in an instant, even with a few shallow wrinkles on her face.

Feng Chi looked down at her. The usual hostility calmed down quietly. He replied softly, "well, what's the matter?"

Aunt Xu turned her head and looked at Feng Yifei lying on the bed. Her lips began to tremble. After about half a minute, she said, "well, it's stable for the time being, but the sooner you do the transplantation, the better. Xiao Chi, isn't that Miss Li also your father's daughter? You don't match well, maybe she can? Why don't you go and beg her, or... "

She lowered her eyes as if she had made a great determination. Then she looked up at him again and said, "I can go with you. I'll kneel down for her. No matter how Yifei is, he's also her own father. Can't... Can't..."

As if she could not speak any more, she raised her hand to cover her mouth and cried silently, with some thin shoulders shaking violently.

This is the first time. In this day, he seems to have experienced many firsts. He feels that he is one with this woman, and they are grieving together.

His chest heaved, maybe because he had just run too hard, maybe because of something else, his chest and throat were full of blood.

He patted aunt Xu on the shoulder and said softly, "well, take good care of my dad. I'll find a way." With that, he turned and walked out the door, like a dead man, determined to win.

When Shen Xingchen walked out of the outpatient clinic with a case in his hand, he saw Feng Chi sitting in front of the flower bed. The collar of his windbreaker turned up and covered half of his face. Passers-by were in a hurry, and no one noticed him. Even if he did, he was curious to guess how sad the man in Burberry's limited windbreaker could be, It makes him sit on the flower bed of the hospital like a tramp.

In the eyes of many people, lack of money is the saddest thing in the world. But obviously, this man should not have such trouble. So they shook their heads and tucking each other out, the rich make complaints about it, then turn around and walk away.

Although Shen Xingchen has decided to stay away from the life of Lan Qing, he can't avoid reading relevant reports in some newspapers. She put the case in her bag, then walked over and stood in front of him.

The weather is a bit cloudy and sunny. It's still sunny just now, but in the twinkling of an eye, it's suddenly overcast. A dreary and lifeless dark gray is crowding the whole sky.

She sat down beside him and looked at his side face. She could not help but put her hand on his back and slowly approached him to ask what had happened.

But as she got closer, she heard a low, slow, sustained cry in his throat. His dark hair hung down, covering his eyes, but also covered his eyes full of despair and sadness.

"Mr. Feng? What's the matter with you? " She still couldn't hold back. A little worry flashed in her eyes and asked softly.

Feng Chi took a deep breath. His tall figure rose and fell for a while. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at her. His eyes were still red.

"Why are you here?" His voice was cold, his eyes were like a lake covered with thick fog, cold without waves, and he was not grateful for her sudden concern.

Shen Xingchen took back the hand that covered his back, laughed nervously, and said, "I think you should know the farce that happened in the LAN family last time. At that time, the doctor told me that I couldn't have a baby any more. I was really desperate, but later I actively cooperated with the treatment. Today I came for a review, and the doctor told me that as long as I had careful maintenance, my pregnancy was no longer a problem."

She didn't know why she would open her heart to this man who was not so familiar with him, but she felt that if happiness could be contagious, no matter what happened to him, at least he could be infected by himself.

But Feng Chi just said, "congratulations." After that, he turned his head again and said, "my father has advanced liver cancer, and now he needs a transplant."

For a moment, the sad expression on Shen Xingchen's face looked so real. She asked eagerly, "what about the liver source? Did you find it? "

But Feng Chi didn't look at her any more. He just lowered his eyes and shook his head, saying, "only one person may be able to help me, but I don't know how to talk to her." His voice is very light, like a gossamer, floating in the wind.

"Who?"

At a loss what to do, he looked up at her slowly, and opened his thin lips. He said those three words, and suddenly smiled. The smile seemed so helpless and helpless, and then adjusted his posture.

Although Shen Xingchen didn't know the connection between them, he only felt that the world was really small, amazing and terrible.

She held out her hand, gently grasped his arm and said, "I think you should try. Although so many things have happened between us, in my opinion, sister Qingning is still a very kind person. She won't sit and ignore her father's death."

At the gate not far from them, Lin Bai was holding a fruit basket in his hand and a bunch of flowers in his other arm. Not long ago, because Aunt Xu couldn't get through a late phone call, she tried to contact him through Lin Bai, so she told her that Feng Yifei's condition had deteriorated.

Her back looked stiff. A few minutes later, she slowly turned away and threw the delicate fruit basket and the delicate carnation into the garbage can.

Not far from the hospital is a commercial street, the whole street is still prosperous, people feel happy and full. In fact, life is just like this. It's just like this one after another, endless bustling and noisy farce. All people are full of expectation, hoping that one day it will come to an end, and then live a peaceful and happy life. However, living is not peaceful and makes people feel nervous.

In the next day's newspaper business finance section, published such news——

Lin's group under heavy pressure of civil strife, senior officials publicly announced the sale of equity

There is also a striking picture of he Jiawen and Lin Bai at the funeral when Lin Jianxiong died. Then there is a series of serious reports. A professional financial version of the story, which is transformed into a street gossip, seems to sort out the love and hatred of the half brother and half sister.

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