Sir Ares,Goodnight!

Boye felt Zhan hanjue's strong aura, which was a kind of frozen aura below zero. He trembled unconsciously.

"I can cure Zheng Ling's illness." Boye didn't want his grandson to worry about Zheng Ling's illness all day long, so he would take the initiative to put forward suggestions for Zheng Ling's treatment.

But Zhan hanjue refused, "thank you for your kindness. I don't think we need Zhengling."

The side effects of the drugs used to treat anxiety and depression were too great, so he was very resistant. He firmly believed that Zheng Ling would get better with him.

Hirono was dumb.

Others are thousands of gold to ask her for treatment, but her baby grandson is blind and refuses her active help?

"I can cure her and make her live like a normal person in the future." Hirono perseveres.

But Zhan hanjue said firmly: "I can also let her live a normal life."

Boye

Zheng Ling giggled.

Boye simply pointed out, "I just need to give her an injection of stem cell hormone, her body will be improved immediately."

Zhan hanjue stared at Boye, who was scared by his sharp eyes. What secret did the child find out?

Did the child refuse her help because he hated her?

"My Zheng Ling is not a mouse." Zhan hanjue said coldly.

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Zhan hanjue's eyes moved to Zheng Ling's face, "don't you know if you are hungry?" He rubbed Zheng Ling's head and asked in a soft voice.

Even if his expression in the face of others, but in the face of Zheng Ling, always a second to break the ice.

Zheng Ling toward him smile, nod, "hungry."

"Go home for dinner." He took Zheng Ling's hand, crossed his fingers and went out.

Boye looked at Zhan hanjue's back with tears in his eyes and sighed.

At this time, her wife handed her the mobile phone with the name of Zhan hanjue on it. If you open it, you will see Han's Baidu Encyclopedia.

Boye sighed, "so my grandson is so excellent?"

Zhan hanjue took Zheng Ling's hand and went back to his courtyard.

There was Zheng Ling's favorite dish on the table. Zheng Ling couldn't help grabbing it and stuffing it into his mouth.

Zhan hanjue scolded helplessly: "wash your hands."

Perhaps because she is a patient, Zhan hanjue's reprimand is not as powerful as when she was a child.

Zheng Ling put a handful of wild vegetables into his mouth again, and then he went to wash his hands.