How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2161 Sweet Marriage Chapter 722 Two ghost-like figures, silently smoking.

"..."

She froze, turned her head, and saw Bei Qianqian who appeared at the door of the bedroom at some point.

She seemed to be in a very bad condition, her face was pale and weak, but her eyes were cold: "Because I wanted a kidney from you, for 12 years, my brother left me abroad and didn't want to see me... ...He is not wrong, he just wanted to save his sister's life, if you want to hate me, hate me, I will return the kidney to you, and you go back to your brother."

She actually hated her.

She would rather not have this kidney of hers, and would rather live in pain for only one year, at least to have her brother's company and love, at least to die in his arms, which would prolong her life infinitely, but he didn't want to see her again A glance is a thousand times better.

If she was still fighting before and tried every means to get Bei Fanxing to give up on this woman, then now she is desperate.

No, it was from the moment her brother got into a car accident that she was in despair.

Finally, he saw clearly that his brother couldn't let her go. He would rather let go of his own life than let her go.

"Qianqian, go back, go back to your bedroom." The man's extremely cold order came.

As if she didn't hear his words, Bei Qianqian turned to look at Nan Mubai: "Brother Mubai, return her to your brother, you clearly know that the person she loves is your brother, so why bother..."

Standing there, Hao Xiaoman suddenly felt that Bei Qianqian's voice was getting weaker and fainter.

Even the people who brought her became blurred.

She thought, this is not a dream she had, is it?
spinning around...

She thought again, it really was a dream...

……

"high fever."

The nearly 70-year-old professor closed his medical records and sighed softly: "We have done a detailed examination on the patient, and we haven't found any major abnormalities yet. It’s best not to endure too much tiring work, too much pressure is not good, once the body weakens, it will be difficult to recover in the future..."

While talking, there was a sudden pause, and after a deep groan, he opened his mouth cautiously: "This patient's current physical condition...can't afford the wear and tear caused by childbirth. It is easy to have some consequences that we can't imagine..."

In other words, if she wants to live a longer and healthier life, it is best not to have children.

Nan Mubai closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a little out of breath. He raised his hand and took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath, but his chest still felt uncomfortable as if it was rolling with boiling water.

Not because she couldn't have children, but because she was clearly starting to show signs of decay.

She once spent seven full years working crazily, sleeping only two or three hours a day, and working crazily regardless of day or night.

She once read for three full years of sleepless life, but also suppressed herself because of her second brother's guilt for her injury.

Ordinary people may exhaust themselves after such a period of life, let alone her.

At the same time, Bei Fanxing, who had finished listening to another expert's explanation, also came out of the lounge, his brows were tightly furrowed, and a depressive and gloomy aura enveloped his whole body.

In the same corridor, two ghost-like figures were silently smoking cigarettes.

How to blame each other?

Her crazy working life was created by him in Beifanxing.

Her three years of physical and mental torture were given by him, Nan Mubai.

(End of this chapter)