As soon as I got home, I saw Zha Gong pretending to be a white lotus

He fainted and was rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment.

When Bei Bei finally woke up, the doctor called him to the office and chatted for an afternoon.

Most of the doctors in the hospital's cardiology department knew him, and they didn't go around in circles, but said that Beibei's physical condition was too weak, and he was actually not suitable for further surgery. In a higher-level hospital, the probability of a successful operation would be higher, but in that case, the cost would be far beyond what he could afford.

He responded kindly and without thinking, the operation must be done, and money will find a solution.

The doctor helped him to go through the transfer procedure, and that hospital was near the Shengyi School.

He settled Beibei well, and started calling to borrow money downstairs in the hospital.

Uncle and uncle, uncle's family, scraped together, and the money they managed to scrape together was not even half of the surgery fee.

Grandma called and asked him what happened to borrowing money, and kindly told him the whole thing on the phone.

Grandma sighed: "Grandma, your parents just passed away, and you take on these debts, have you thought about how you will live in the future? Your parents have devoted themselves to raising Beibei for so many years. If one day her biological Parents came to look for her, just like the doll of the Song family..."

She said with exhaustion: "Grandma, Beibei is different from him, she only has me."

He later sold the house left by his parents to collect the surgery fee.

Beibei's condition kept recurring because of raising money to postpone the operation date.

It's like replaying the scene.

His parents are no longer alive, he only has Bei Bei.

Kindly went to Huanya Machinery again, he pushed open the door to the manager's office, and the visitor was a little surprised to see him.

He repeatedly explained to the manager, "Mr. Song is not here."

"Where is he?"

Manager Xiang shook his head, "I really don't know about this, Mr. Song only comes here occasionally."

Sheng Yi walked out of Media Asia, got in the car and began to make a phone call, Song Qinyi's side was always busy.Ji Qingru once said that he was very busy, probably now.

He was flustered and tried his best to calm down. The hand that called Wen Ran paused, and suddenly remembered that he was still on Wen Ran's blacklist.

She covered her face with good intentions and forced herself to calm down.

On the day of the alumni meeting, he sent Song Qinyi to the hotel.

He turned around and went to the hotel, but he couldn't go upstairs. After the security guard asked the room number, he stopped him outside the elevator door: "Sorry sir, the floor you mentioned is not open for business."

"What do you mean closed?"

"Excuse me." The security guard took him to the light-colored reception sofa and sat down, "Please wait here for a while."

Sheng Yi has been sitting on the sofa.

He kept calling Song Qinyi, but couldn't get through.

I belatedly remembered that he had this person's other number, but he was blocked by him before, and he never got back.

45. Chapter 45

Kindly pulled that number back from the blacklist and dialed it.

Every second during the connection was extremely long, as if a century had passed, Song Qinyi's voice rang in his ears, making him a little dazed.

"Ayan."

He couldn't make a sound for a moment, and tried his best to restrain the turbulent emotions in his heart. He didn't know what he was talking about, but just relied on his feeling: "I'm downstairs in the hotel where you live...I want to talk to you."

Song Qinyi paused, "I'll be there in about half an hour."

"it is good."

Half an hour later, Song Qinyi appeared at the hotel, Shengyi raised his head hastily, and saw him walking over.

He said, "Go upstairs and talk."

When Sheng Yi got up, he was a little out of his mind, and followed behind him step by step.

After entering the door, Song Qinyi raised his hand and took off his coat.

It was raining lightly outside, and he had some rain on his body.

Looking back, I saw Shengyi staring at him, preoccupied with himself.

Qin Yi said slowly: "Bei Bei entered the operating room, I was in the hospital just now."

Sheng Yi's gaze was a little strange.

It seemed that half an hour had passed, but he hadn't had time to think about anything, and it was difficult for him to speak at this time. Qin Yi saw the slightly red corners of his eyes, guessed his panic just now, and helped him start: "What do you want to talk about?" ?”

With good intentions, he suddenly grabbed his cuff, and said in a rare soft tone: "I...it's my fault, I don't know how to flatter...but these things have nothing to do with Beibei, she has always regarded you as her own brother, so read it like that... I'm watching you, don't touch her, will it work?"

Qin Yi was originally looking at the cuff he was holding, but raised his head in astonishment, his eyes changed several times.

He suppressed the concussion in his heart, and said in a light voice: "You came to me because you thought that Beibei's heart attack was caused by me."

He approached Shengyi, but the man retreated again and again.

until it reaches the wall.

Song Qinyi chuckled: "Because I'm dirty, right?"

Sheng Yi looked at him in a panic, Chi Chi's breathing so close to him frightened him, he tried his best to restrain the thought of pushing Song Qinyi away.

Seeing his almost tacit attitude, Song Qin smiled deeper: "So? What do you want to talk about?"

The kind eyes dodged his sight, and the voice was weak: "Does the previous transaction still count?"

"Ah."

"Babe..."

"I will take care of her until she is discharged from the hospital." Song Qinyi asked, "What about other requirements?"

"Gone……"

"Since the deal is concluded." Song Qinyi walked over to the bed, sat down, and patted beside him, "I need to see your sincerity, come here."

He let Cheng Yi sit on his lap.

Song Qinyi took off his clothes little by little, as if unwrapping a gift that was many years late.

For the first time, Shengyi couldn't relax, he was tossing around in a daze, trying to control himself not to vomit, otherwise Song Qinyi would definitely give him a good look.

Even so, he still vomited, he ran into the bathroom and vomited in the dark, cleaned himself up before coming out, Song Qinyi didn't intend to let him go, he grabbed Shengyi's arm, pushed him against the bed, and pulled off his tie , tied the hands of kindness.

The chaos continued uninterrupted until late at night when Sheng Yi fainted. After fainting, it was unknown.

The next day, when Sheng Yi woke up, there was a sharp strangle mark on her wrist that was purple and blue, and the bones all over her body hurt like they were crushed.He put on his clothes silently, climbed out of bed, and stood unsteadily.

Song Qinyi didn't restrict his freedom, the man leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the tablet, his voice came slowly, "If you go out, don't come back."

Sheng Yi didn't dare to leave, and lay back silently.

Song Qinyi let go of the tablet, propped it on top of Shengyi's head and looked at him. After a while, he rubbed against Shengyi's neck. On the fair neck covered with hickey marks, the bruised one was still fresh.

He moved upwards gradually, biting his kind lips, the lips and teeth were broken, entangled wantonly.

Then the same experience as yesterday was staged again.

His body was hot.I didn't eat anything during the period, because I would vomit after eating.His body was weak and weak, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead from time to time.

He didn't faint again, nor did he wake up, but just looked out the window unconsciously.

Song Qinyi followed his gaze and said lightly, "Ayan, you still have ties to this world, how can you leave?"

His face was very pale, and the pain was utterly extreme, until the end, it seemed to take half of his life.

Later, he really had a high fever, and when Sheng Yi was in a daze, he saw Song Qinyi went out on the phone. Afterwards, he gave some instructions to the person standing outside the door, looked back at the person on the bed, and never came back.

Sheng Yi was ill for a week, ate and vomited crookedly on the bed, an old doctor brought by a strange face came to give him nutritional injections, the blood vessels seemed to feel the coldness of the liquid, and the scalp was numb immediately after.

After that, the fever did not subside. The old doctor said that it may also be due to psychological reasons.

A week later, his body gradually recovered and he began to eat normally.

The door was pushed open without warning, and someone approached him, sat on the side of the bed, his eyes fell on Sheng Yi's face: "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Song Qinyi then looked at Shengyi's wrist, the bruises and swelling gradually disappeared, he raised his hand to touch it, and Shengyi quickly dodged it.

He noticed the kind shrinking, and was a little puzzled: "Are you afraid of me?"

Sheng Yi's face turned pale: "I... I'm just a little bit better, can it take two days, otherwise, if the burning continues, people will be burned stupid."

The answer is no.

Song Qinyi didn't know what kind of temper he was throwing, he tossed him to death, he was burning with enthusiasm, he didn't have any strength in his body, at the end of the toss, he finally cried out.

In fact, it was the same after that, I still didn’t get used to it after doing too much, and they didn’t get along right from the beginning.

Over the past few months, Sheng Yi has been staying in the hotel. Every time he sees Song Qinyi coming in, he trembles. He always cries, for unknown reasons, maybe it's because of fear, or maybe it's just out of pain.

Song Qinyi became even angrier when he saw it, and told him not to cry, but it was useless.

There will be a way to make him obedient, it just depends on when Song Qinyi's patience will run out.

Sheng Yi began to convince herself that he liked him.

We are together because we love each other.

Otherwise, how would he explain all this now.

Do you want to tell yourself that he is desperate and willing to become this person's dispensable doll until one day he gets tired of playing with it and throws it away?

He couldn't accept the reality, so he could only lie to himself.

He began to pay attention to Song Qinyi's subtle attitude changes, and reacted appropriately, so that life would be easier.

Time passes day by day.

Yesterday, today, tomorrow, it seems the same.

It was bright day, and he lay on the bed with his back to Song Qinyi, the sweat dripped from his forehead, and he calmed down his breathing.

Every joint seems to be aching.

But obviously there is no wound, so how can it hurt.

He opened his eyes blankly, and the voice in his ears was clear and cold.

"Ayan, happy birthday."

Birthday, it turns out that it has been so long.

He blurted out and responded without thinking: "You too."

Thinking about it, he turned around, met Song Qinyi's gaze, solemnly