The movie star is crying, the CEO sister loves me

Lin Xingcheng just thought that the milk she drank in the morning was poisonous and had drunk her brain out. Otherwise, she would not be able to explain why she came here in the cold to talk nonsense to Jiang Ci.

She obviously came to him to tell him that the three-month agreement was officially over, but why did she end up feeling wronged.

Do not live by committing sins.

Lin Xingcheng couldn't find a reason, and in the end she could only blame it on her being too emotional. When she learned that Jiang Ci and his brother were incurable and might be missing a leg due to delayed treatment, she also saw Jiang Ci alone in the snow. Sad and in tears.

She couldn't remain indifferent.

In addition, Jiang Ci was good-looking, and such a cold and indifferent big boy was crying secretly, which instantly aroused her protective desire and treated him as a little pity.

Lin Xingcheng was making excuses for herself in her mind, but Jiang Ci had come to her senses and asked her.

"Why did you come to see me?"

Today, Director Wan told him that Lin Xingcheng was coming to the studio and asked him to wait for her in the lounge.

If Jiang An's leg injury hadn't recurred, he might have finished meeting her by now.

Lin Xingcheng blinked and did not answer his question. Instead, he said: "Jiang Ci, I just contacted a famous professor in the medical field to help your brother take a look. If there is room for maneuver, amputation may not be necessary."

Jiang Ci didn't expect that she would help him. He was shocked and didn't know what to say.

"You know?" Jiang Ci asked.

Lin Xingcheng nodded and explained: "I happened to see you and Dr. Bai talking in the hospital, so I asked him."

Jiang Ci didn't expect that she would take the initiative to care about this matter.

With her status, it was easy to find out about this matter, and the doctor she contacted must be very authoritative, and most people couldn't afford it even if they had money.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Xingcheng was a little worried that he thought he was nosy, so he added:

"If you don't want to, you can refuse now."

Lin Xingcheng respected his opinion, and as long as he refused, she could stop it with just one phone call.

Jiang Ci looked at her seriously, and the tear mole at the end of his eye was gleaming, perhaps because of the tears, and was very charming.

"Thank you," he said at last, without refusing.

Lin Xingcheng's hand holding the umbrella was a little numb. When she heard his thank you, she felt happy. She didn't do stupid things like leaving no name for good deeds, so she deserved a thank you.

"But don't have too much hope. After all, doctors are just doctors and they don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life."

Lin Xingcheng had the ugly words ahead. Let him be clear and tell him not to have too much hope, otherwise he will still need to amputate when the results come out, and the disappointment will be bigger and more uncomfortable.

No less than double damage.

Jiang Ci said: "Well, I know."

He asked again: "How much does it cost for that professor you mentioned to see a doctor? I can pay for it."

Lin Xingcheng didn't say that she helped him pay. He thought for a while and said, "Professor Shu De, I might want this amount."

Lin Xingcheng raised five fingers. The amount of the consultation was just her guess, it might be more.

After all, Professor Shude has devoted himself to medical research and no longer accepts ordinary patients, unless there are special circumstances and research value.

The reason why Lin Xingcheng was able to ask him for help was because the Lin family invested a lot of money in Professor Shude's research institute.

In order to treat her body, the Lin family invested hundreds of millions of dollars. The Lin family contributed a lot to Professor Shude's research institute to its current scale and reputation.

Jiang Ci looked calm and said seriously: "Okay, give me a month."

Lin Xingcheng's pupils widened slightly, he was surprised but felt it was reasonable.

Is just one month enough? Does he want to exhaust himself to death? I also go to school and film at the same time.

"Actually, there's no need to be in such a hurry. You should film "Teenage Dream" well first. Just treat this money as your loan to me. You can pay it back at any time. I'm not short of money, you know."

Lin Xingcheng originally wanted to say that there was no need to pay, but when she asked Professor Shude to help, there was no need to talk about money.

However, Jiang Ci's character is that he does not accept help for no reason, and he may be more able to accept it if it is linked to money.

It's better to just say a random number, as long as it's reasonable.

Lin Xingcheng's words were serious, and her sparkling eyes were full of sincerity, without any hint of a superior sense of charity.

It really seems like a small effort, just helping a friend.

What did she take him for? friend? Or "boyfriend"?

Eyes unstained by dust are purer than the snow on the ground.

Jiang Ci has never met anyone like Lin Xingcheng. Sometimes you think she is a young lady who does not understand the sufferings of the world and only exudes her useless sympathy.

In the end, she subverts your expectations with her actions and does something he didn't expect.

She obviously doesn't seem to understand anything, but she can help you just right while taking care of your self-esteem and feelings.

Jiang Ci didn't understand. He even doubted himself whether he thought of people too badly. Maybe not all people in the world were as ugly as his mother, relatives and neighbors.

Come for the benefits, but stay away because of their worthlessness.

Lin Xingcheng gave him the role of Chen Ci, and the final agreement of a three-month boyfriend and girlfriend was nothing more than empty words.

Now he is helping him contact experts to diagnose and treat his brother's leg injury, and he almost doesn't want anything in return.

Jiang Ci's heart was not at peace. On the one hand, the wind was beautiful and the sun was shining brightly, and he felt the warmth that he had not seen for a long time. On the other hand, his heart was surging, and huge waves were beating against his heart, which was built with copper and iron walls.

It seemed that he was breaking through the barriers and looking for the softest part in his heart.

"Why are you helping me?"

Jiang Ci's voice was hoarse and deep. He needed an answer. He still didn't believe that there would be help for no reason in this world. Even if it was charity, there would be a reason.

Lin Xingcheng wrinkled her nose and thought for a while, then said briskly: "Maybe it's because you are good-looking. I like all the good-looking things in the world."

Jiang Ci's eyes darkened: "Lin Xingcheng."

This was the first time he called himself by his full name.

Lin Xingcheng also knew that her words were simply used to deceive a three-year-old child, but it didn't matter, as long as she wasn't embarrassed, it would be others who were embarrassed. She was very open-minded.

Facing the boy's dark eyes, as deep as a pool, it was clear that he didn't believe her. Lin Xingcheng secretly bit her lip, blinked and changed the subject.

"Well, you actually cried just now, right? It seems that not only your brother needs to be more open-minded, but you also need to be more open-minded. Things are unpredictable and everyone has their own destiny. Don't be too sad."

"Nowadays, technology is so advanced that any kind of prosthetic limbs and mechanical legs can be fake and real without affecting normal life."

Like the Luozheng, it is alive and kicking, running around the world.

As Lin Xingcheng talked, she wanted to give herself a hammer and comfort people. She was really not good at this kind of intellectual work. She forcefully said some clichés, which was simply nonsense literature.

When Jiang Ci stared at her intently, Lin Xingcheng's voice softened a lot in the end.

As Lin Xingcheng automatically ended this inexplicable comfort and exhortation, the surroundings suddenly fell into silence, and snowflakes fell silently, piling up on the black umbrella.

The two people's breathing was close at hand, and a strange atmosphere spread under the umbrella for a long time.

"Why are you telling me this?" Jiang Ci asked again, quite reluctantly.

Lin Xingcheng's originally calm mood was disturbed by him again, and he was lifted up in one breath.