Did your ex-husband propose to remarry today?

Seeing Gong Jingxing's actions, Jiang Kang raised his eyebrows helplessly: "I'm here because I want to communicate with you about your operation."

"En." Compared to Fang Qinghuan's eagerness just now, Gong Jingxing seemed much calmer.

"This is the treatment plan and risks. Take a look." While speaking, Jiang Kang handed a folder to Gong Jingxing.

After taking over the folder, Gong Jingxing began to read the plan carefully, and after a while, he closed the plan, raised his head and looked at Jiang Kang: "If the leg is not treated, what is the chance of the operation being successful? "

"There are too many uncertain factors, 20.00% or even lower." Jiang Kang's truthful answer made the atmosphere between the three people start to become cold.

Gong Jingxing's three seconds of thinking seemed as long as a century. He raised his eyebrows, and Gong Jingxing's leisurely voice sounded: "Get ready for the operation."

Gong Jingxing's answer was beyond Fang Qinghuan's and Jiang Kang's expectations. The two looked at each other, and Fang Qinghuan's worried voice was the first to ring out: "But the success rate of the operation is too low."

Of course, Gong Jingxing knew that he didn't evade this question, but instead looked at Fang Qinghuan firmly: "Healing my legs is a goal with no end in sight, maybe before my legs are cured, I have already died of organ failure Now, instead of waiting to die, it is better to take a risk, maybe there is still a glimmer of life."

Gong Jingxing's words were not unreasonable, and they were enough to convince Fang Qinghuan. She clenched the fist hanging by her side and raised her head. Fang Qinghuan's eyes stopped on Jiang Kang's face: "Listen to him, I respect his decision."

Now that Gong Jingxing and Fang Qinghuan have already made a decision, Jiang Kang also knows that this matter is almost a foregone conclusion.

"Then when will the surgery be?" Jiang Kang needed Gong Jingxing to make a quick decision.

Raising his eyebrows, Gong Jingxing's thoughtful eyes stopped on Fang Qinghuan's face: "Have you read all the information that the company should read? How do you understand the business process?"

For some reason, when Gong Jingxing asked this question, Fang Qinghuan felt her nose a little sour, because she could feel that Gong Jingxing was explaining the funeral, and this feeling made people feel a sense of loss of losing a precious treasure

Gritting her back molars, Fang Qinghuan nodded with difficulty. She didn't want Gong Jing to still miss her when she was walking into the operating room.

"Okay." After the voice fell, Gong Jingxing looked at Jiang Kang again: "You can make arrangements, anytime."

After Jiang Kang left, Fang Qinghuan and Gong Jingxing were the only ones left in the huge office. Gong Jingxing stopped in front of the French windows, and Fang Qinghuan sat in the office seat, looking at his back meaningfully.

"If you can't wake up and leave this world, how long do you think I can stay in your heart?" When Gong Jingxing said this, there was a hint of sadness in his tone, what he was worried about was not his survival in this world For a long time, what he was worried about was that the woman he held in his hands might turn around and go to another man. This kind of heart-piercing pain made him want to die.

Hearing Gong Jingxing's frustrating words, Fang Qinghuan frowned, and clenched the fist hanging by her side. She tried her best to make the expression on her face not look so ferocious, and also tried her best to make her voice sound more Calm: "No, you'll be fine."

Both Gong Jingxing and Fang Qinghuan knew that they were deceiving themselves and others.

"Since you don't want to answer, then you don't need to answer." Gong Jingxing's voice was a little disappointed.

"If you want me to remember you forever, then you will always stay by my side." This is Fang Qinghuan's most ardent hope so far.

Gong Jingxing couldn't give Fang Qinghuan an affirmative answer, so he chose to remain silent, because of his silence, the atmosphere in the office was a bit depressing.

"By the way, there is something wrong with Chen Qianyu, you can deal with it." This topic was too heavy, so Gong Jingxing chose to change the subject.

"Well, tell me, I'll take care of it." Fang Qinghuan lightly agreed, the only thing she can do now is to help Gong Jingxing as much as possible.

"Ye Qing is still protecting Chen Qianyu at night, but he just called and said that Chen Qianyu always finds things to disturb his rest at night, which will distract him." This is what Ye Qing said to Gong Jing on the phone just now. Say what you say.

Hearing this, Fang Qinghuan nodded: "In this case, can Ye Qing stay by your side, and she can arrange two people at night to take care of her, after all, you are in a sensitive period recently, and Ye Qing I'll feel more at ease when I'm with you."

This proposal is good, Gong Jingxing didn't object, and Ye Qing has been away for so long, it's time to come back to him: "You make arrangements, I'll listen to you."

Now that Gong Jingxing has already agreed, Fang Qinghuan is ready to arrange this matter.

Because the subject was changed, the atmosphere in the office was finally relaxed.

"In the past few days, you don't need to get too involved with the company's affairs. Please spend more time with me." Gong Jingxing has softened, and he has always been tough. Then he wants to spend more time with Fang Qinghuan.

"Okay, there's a new tea restaurant in the southern suburbs. Shall we try it tonight?" Fang Qinghuan was a little uncertain because he needed to ask Gong Jingxing's opinion.

"Okay." With a deep voice, Gong Jingxing carefully turned the wedding ring on his ring finger. Although it was put on by him and Fang Qinghuan for a play, but now that the fake show is real, he can't take it off.

When mentioning the wedding ring, Gong Jingxing's eyes flashed with deep meaning. After all, he still missed Fang Qinghuan's wedding.

Thinking of this, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Chen Jiu. He didn't have much time, so he must arrange it as soon as possible, and he must give Fang Qinghuan an unforgettable wedding, so unforgettable that even if she wants to marry someone else in the future The men who hold the wedding can only be shrouded in their shadows.

After Gong Jingxing quickly arranged this matter, Fang Qinghuan didn't mention a word in front of Fang Qinghuan, and both of them avoided the surgery matter tacitly.

Finally, when it was time to get off work, Chen Jiu took Fang Qinghuan and Gong Jing to the southern suburbs. The southern suburbs were already a relatively remote suburb of Jiangcheng. There were few people here, not noisy, and the environment was quiet. It was a planned wealthy area, which also fit Gong Jing line identity.

The tea restaurant that Fang Qinghuan brought Gong Jingxing to is actually a couple-themed tea restaurant. The seats inside are all private rooms, and there are small activities for them to enhance their relationship.

"Are you still interested in this?" Gong Jingxing, who was sitting in the box, looked around at the surrounding decorations, and a teasing voice sounded.

There are stickers of anime couples around here, and the theme is bright pink. Gong Jingxing only found out in the past two days that Fang Qinghuan's favorite color is pink.

Faced with Gong Jingxing's ridicule, Fang Qinghuan did not show timidity, after all, she was not afraid of showing Gong Jingxing that there was a little pink princess living in her heart.

"Interested, aren't you interested?" Facing Fang Qinghuan's rhetorical question, Gong Jingxing smiled helplessly, and he even nodded helplessly: "Interested, you said you were interested, do I have any reason to refute?" ?”

Fang Qinghuan suddenly felt a little dazed, the way she got along with Gong Jingxing was like returning to the couple they were in high school, she was making trouble, he was laughing, and she unreasonably asked him to agree and satisfy him regardless of anything.

"This game is a wish exchange game." Fang Qinghuan was playful like a little girl. She tore off two post-it notes, gave one to Gong Jingxing, and kept the other in her hand.

"How to do it?" Holding the post-it note, Gong Jingxing looked at Fang Qinghuan suspiciously.

While Fang Qinghuan handed a pen to Gong Jingxing, her voice of explanation sounded: "Write down the two wishes you most want to fulfill on the post-it notes, then put them in the wishing bag, and hang them in the backyard of the restaurant On the wishing tree, I heard that God will bless our wishes to come true, so we can’t show them to each other.”

Gong Jingxing did not expect that Fang Qinghuan would really believe such words, or that she wanted to give herself a psychological comfort, but no matter what the reason was, Gong Jingxing chose to play this game with Fang Qinghuan.

After the two wrote down their wishes on post-it notes, Fang Qinghuan pushed Gong Jingxing to the backyard. The wishing tree in the backyard was surrounded by a fence, and countless red wishing bags had been hung on it. There was a square table under the tree , There are always brushes and a lot of wishing bags on the table.

Fang Qinghuan stepped forward first, put her post-it note into the wishing bag, and wrote her name on it, then raised her hand and threw the bag with the red ribbon in her hand towards the wishing tree.

Following the upward parabolic arc of the package, Gong Jingxing could clearly see the mottled red ribbon on it, and he felt a little disappointed. This is how many people entrust their unfulfilled wishes here, and expect their wishes to come true.

"I'm fine, it's your turn." After Fang Qinghuan's voice fell, she turned her head to look at Gong Jingxing.

After regaining his senses, the corners of Gong Jingxing's mouth hooked slightly, and he moved towards the wishing tree. Looking at Gong Jingxing's moving figure, the upward arc of Fang Qinghuan's mouth began to gradually sink.

She was very fortunate that Gong Jingxing would accompany her to do such a naive thing, and she also felt lucky, and she knew that no matter what, she would accompany this man.

"Okay." After Gong Jingxing's voice sounded, Fang Qinghuan's mouth curved up again.

After the two of them had a simple meal, Fang Qinghuan pushed Gong Jing Xing along Binjiang Road in the southern suburbs.

The evening wind in late summer has already carried a hint of heat, the willows hanging by the ears have turned into tender green, the street lamps by the river are emitting a faint orange light, and the figures of two people sitting and standing are slowly moving by the river. The pleasant picture makes people unable to stop.

"If I can't wake up, you can find another good person to marry, Fu Xiujin is also fine, and Jiang Kang is also fine." Gong Jingxing's untimely words broke the harmony at this moment.