Play Nice

Chapter 329 329: Let the leader donate the liver (one more)
"Leader."

Shang Lingling quickly threw the ice cream box under the flower stand, turned around, and said with a cute face, "Huh?"

Jing Zhao walked over, raised her face, and tapped the corner of her mouth with his fingertips: "What did you eat?"

Shang Ling Ling licked: "Chocolate."

Jing Zhao leaned over, and Shang Ling Ling ducked back, covering his mouth and coughing: "You can't kiss me, my cough is not healed yet, it will be contagious."

She has been coughing for a week, and she has taken medicine, but it has not improved.

"Then pass it on to me."

Jing Zhao held her face and kissed her deeply.

He tasted it, chocolate-flavored ice cream, no wonder the cough didn't help.

He glanced under the flower stand, but didn't dismantle her: "Go change clothes and take you to dinner."

"Wait for me five minutes."

Jing Zhao waited for Shang Lingling for 29 minutes.

The weather started to get hot, and Shang Lingling put on a long skirt with bare ankles, and had stewed chicken with Jing Zhao for lunch.

The chicken soup smells of Chinese medicine.

After Jing Zhao settled the bill, he brought back a bag.

The business leader stared curiously: "What?"

"Gift."

The business leader took it over: "Show me."

When he opened it, he saw that there was boiled Chinese medicine in the bag. The business leader took a sniff and immediately frowned.

"This isn't for me, is it?"

"The boss here is an old Chinese medicine doctor." Jing Zhao asked the old Chinese medicine doctor yesterday to prescribe a prescription for cough, and came here today to get the medicine.

"So you're here to get the medicine?"

"Let's have a meal."

That's not rice, it's a chicken with a belly full of Chinese medicine.On the way home, Shang Ling deliberately did not speak to Jing Zhao to express her dissatisfaction.

When he got home, Jing Zhao poured a bowl of hot water to warm the medicine.

"I hate drinking Chinese medicine, it's stinky and bitter." Shang Lingling looked at the dark liquid in the bag with a bitter face, pressing his arms on the middle island that connects the kitchen and dining room.

The tiles were cold, so Jing Zhao took her hand away and put a towel on the place where her arm was pressing.

He tested the temperature on the test medicine bag and added some hot water: "I only took the medicine for three days, if it still doesn't work, I will drink it again." He asked her, "Do you still eat ice? "

The business leader immediately shook his head: "Don't eat it."

"Go and throw away the ice cream box on the balcony."

"……Oh."

Hey, he is very strict.

In the afternoon, Shang Ling led a trip to Shenming Hospital.

Shang Yude's condition was very bad, and the attending doctor suggested a liver transplant as soon as possible.

Shang Lingling filial piety brought a flower basket over: "Listen to Secretary Su say you are looking for me."

The nurse goes out and closes the door.

I haven't seen each other for more than half a month, and Shang Yude has changed a lot. The whole person is swollen, because of liver problems, his face is sallow, and he has no energy.

"Baolan came over yesterday. She said that as long as there is no problem with the matching, she will donate a liver to me."

Shang Yude's liver was failing so quickly that he couldn't wait for an organ donor from the hospital.

However, living donations can be made between relatives.

The business leader took an apple from the table, wiped it with a piece of paper, and took a bite: "Congratulations, you won't die."

There is also the following, Shang Yude said: "He Wanlin does not agree, she put forward a condition that I will transfer all the shares in my name to her before she is willing to let Baolan go to the operating table."

Shang Lingling is very sorry: "I'm sorry, congratulations are early."

So, the most poisonous woman's heart.

Shang Yude shook the head of the bed and sat up: "You go to the matching, you donate the liver to me."

The business leader smiled: "My dear grandfather, the donation is for the liver, not the hair. If you want to donate, donate it. How old are you?"

Shang Yude seemed to have expected her reaction long ago: "I will give you all the shares."

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　　after twelve o'clock
　　
　
(End of this chapter)