He pushed Yan Zheng away and ran straight upstairs as if he were entering his own home.

Yan Zheng wanted to stop her, but Yan's mother shook her head at Yan Zheng and said, "Let him go. Your sister's illness is a heart disease, and heart disease requires heart medicine. He is your sister's antidote."

Yan Zheng stomped his feet in anger, "What antidote? I think it is poison."

upstairs.

Zhan Hanjue came to Zheng Ling's bedroom and opened the bedroom door fearfully.

Zheng Ling was curled up on the bed, her glossy black hair spread messily on her fair face, making her face look even thinner and her face paler.

She opened a pair of beautiful glazed black eyes, her eyes were sunken, and she looked very haggard. Her eyes were unfocused, but she looked gloomy.

This is his favorite girl since childhood!

He didn't have any grand ambitions in this life, he only had one, to make money desperately so that she could live a carefree life.

But in the end, the person who hurt her the most was himself.

After Zhan Hanjue entered the house, he closed the door gently.

Then he moved to the head of the bed as gently as lead.

He gently knelt on the ground and lay on the bed, looking at Zheng Ling's beautiful face. He couldn't help but burst into tears.

Yan Zhengling's long eyelashes drooped slightly in response to him.

"Zheng Ling, brother realizes that he was wrong. Get well soon, so that you can have the strength to scold me and hit me to calm you down."

Zhan Hanjue's voice was as gentle as the warm spring breeze, blowing into people's hearts and making Yan Zhengling feel particularly warm.

He stretched out his hand, ran his long and beautiful fingers through her black hair, and landed on her fair face.

Zheng Ling shrank slightly, as if sensing his touch, but there was no bigger reaction.

"Zheng Ling, Brother Jue will take you home, okay?" Jue Zhan Han murmured softly.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Ling suddenly took his hand with a shameless attitude, unwilling to let him leave.

Probably in Zheng Ling's heart, staying with him is the most secure thing.

Zhan Hanjue was slightly startled...

In fact, she was not angry with him, she just hated that her body was not living up to expectations. If she accidentally became unable to take care of herself, she did not want to be a burden to him.

At this moment, Zheng Ling is wrapped in inferiority and she cannot see her future.

Zhan Hanjue looked at Zheng Ling and saw that her lips were still dry. He took out the hand that had been through her black hair and thought about getting up and pouring her some water.

Zhan Hanjue poured boiling water for her, tested the temperature, picked her up, and fed her water one spoon at a time.

After she finished drinking the water, Zhan Hanjue wrapped her up in a white crystal velvet sheet and picked her up gently, "Zheng Ling, go home with brother Jue."

Zheng Ling's hands naturally circled his neck.

It was as if peach blossoms had suddenly bloomed all over the mountains and plains in his handsome eyes. With a smile on his face, he put his sexy lips next to her ears and said softly: "I'll give you some water to drink."

When leaving, he gently bit her earlobe.

Yan Zhengling was so embarrassed that her heart beat faster.

Opening the bedroom door, Yan Zheng was leaning against the door awkwardly.

Zhan Hanjue's handsome face instantly turned dark, and he stared at him sadly.

Yan Zheng said confidently: "I'm afraid you'll make my sister sad again, so I have to supervise you."


Chapter completed!