Sheng Chong's lovely wife: The professor's husband is the president

Chapter 1612 I want to let the lovers taste the sadness

"There's no need to look for it." Lan Feifei stood up and said, "Actually... I went to the hospital for an examination, and I'm the most suitable donor for him, and I'm also Rh-negative blood."

"What did you say! You're crazy!"

Lan Feifei raised her head and said, "No, I'm not crazy, I just want someone with a heart to feel sad."

Su Yi grabbed her by the shoulder: "Look clearly, who is the one who really cares about you? He doesn't care about you at all! Do you think he can change his mind? Or, this is how you take revenge on him! Don't be stupid Okay, okay!"

Lan Feifei looked at Su Yi with tears in her eyes: "No, I don't hate him, I don't want to take revenge on him, I hate him for the humiliation he gave me, and later I found out that he is not as good as I thought. Oops, he is not a heartless person, he agreed to let me see our children, he agreed to let me enter Zhao's house, he knew that he was only a few days away, he deliberately ignored me, made me despair of him, deliberately betrayed Tang Ruochen, let us Everyone gave up on him, this is his last tenderness, he is good at everything, he is just a little playful, in fact, I have forgiven him in my heart, I want to help him and let him live for a few more years."

Su Yi pushed her away: "Exchange the rest of your decades for his short ten years? Have you thought about it? Have you ever thought that once he has a heart transplant and the operation is successful, maybe he will love you?" Going to other women, maybe, he is still the same, flirtatious, and flirtatious with other women, but at that time you can't see anything, why do you sacrifice yourself to fulfill him? Can you accept this fact? ? For such a man, is it worth it?"

"But, as long as he lives, even if he falls in love with another woman, I don't want him to die. You know, I am a woman..."]

Lan Weiwei returned home and called Dr. Shen, but couldn't get through. At this time, Lan Feifei called: "Weiwei, this is probably the last time I'll come to talk to you."

At this time, Lan Weiwei was already in a state of desperation, and was calmed down by Lan Feifei's words: "What did you say? Where are you?"

"I'm in the operating room."

"What are you doing in the operating room? Are you sick?" Lan Weiwei asked nervously.

"No, Jiale is sick, and I need to help him with this operation."

"What surgery?" Lan Weiwei asked suspiciously.

"Heart transplant, Jia Le's condition is the same as Tang Ruolin's condition."

Hearing this, Lan Weiwei's heart thumped and she felt a little dizzy. It all happened so suddenly: "What are you talking about! What are you doing! Lan Feifei! You are crazy!"

Lan Feifei sat on the operating table with a gloomy expression. She looked at the unconscious Zhao Jiale and said, "I'm not crazy. I'm already in the operating room. Even if you want to stop me, it's too late. I'm calling you just to tell you, help me." I take care of my kids, and, Dad."

"No, I won't take care of you, if you die! I don't care about anyone! Come back to me immediately!"

"Weiwei, I'm different from you. I've never been like you. I can tell him boldly that I love him. Doesn't he hate me? Doesn't he hate me? I'm a poisonous woman, and I put up with him After so long, I figured out a way to deal with him. I want to be a part of his body. I want him to be unable to get rid of me for the rest of his life. Let him think of me every second..."

(End of this chapter)