After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Chapter 763 Ah Chen, We Will Be Happy Forever

Kyoto, inside the famous and authoritative children's hospital.

Song Weilan tenderly touched the little boy who had just come out of the chemotherapy room on the bed, her eyes were full of distress.

"Auntie Weilan,"

The little boy pulled his pale lips hard, and forced a far-fetched smile at Song Weilan.

"It's okay, I don't feel any pain at all."

Consolation was written all over her palm-sized face.

The pain of chemotherapy is unbearable for an adult.

He even wanted to comfort her.

Song Weilan's heart was sour, and her eyes were involuntarily covered with mist.

"Well, our little treasure is the bravest and best little angel,"

She caressed the little boy's face, her voice softened to the extreme.

"When the illness recovers, Auntie and Mom will take you to Disneyland, West Amusement Park, Fantawild, and wherever Xiaobao wants to go."

West Amusement Park?

Disney?

Because of his illness, he spent most of his time in the hospital and did not go anywhere to play.

The little boy's eyes lit up when he heard this, but he didn't know what he thought of, and they dimmed again in an instant, and he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

Song Weilan had a panoramic view of Xiaobao's expression changes.

She stretched out her hand and gently pinched Xiaobao's cheek, pretending to be relaxed.

"Why, don't you like going to these places? Then let's go to the movie city..."

"But Aunt Weilan,"

Xiaobao blinked his pure and clear eyes, and looked at Song Weilan fixedly, with a dejected and sad tone.

"Can my illness really be cured?"

From abroad to China, his mother and Auntie Weilan worked harder and harder, but his illness did not get better, but became more and more serious.

He couldn't hold on any longer.

The cruelest thing about disease is not death, but despair.

Not even children can avoid it.

Song Weilan's heart felt sore and painful as if it was being grasped by a hand.

"Yes, of course I can,"

She suppressed the astringency in her eyes and looked at Xiaobao, and said in a firm tone.

"Auntie hooks up with you, okay?"

"it is good,"

Xiaobao looked at the fingers stretched out in front of him, and then at Song Weilan's firm gaze, the hope in his eyes was rekindled, and he stretched out his little hand full of needles.

After Song Weilan put Xiaobao to sleep, she walked out of the ward and leaned against the wall to calm her mood.

She watched Xiaobao's birth and growth, and it was only because of his company that she was able to let go of those bad things and face the sun again.

But such a little angel had the misfortune to suffer from such a disease.

Song Weilan's mouth was full of bitterness.

Sincerely, I don't know how long it will take to find a suitable bone marrow donor.

Just when she was lost in thought, a familiar voice remembered.

"Miss Song—"

Song Weilan's lowered eyes trembled, and she immediately turned her head to look over.

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the other side.

Country E, Luwei City.

Inside a business car that drives smoothly and is luxurious on the outside.

Shiwan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, her eyes fixed on her husband, with undisguised appreciation in her clear and beautiful eyes.

The man was wearing the most common white coat, but he still couldn't conceal his slender and straight body and his innate nobility.

With a three-dimensional, handsome and clear face, he was indifferently looking at what he was processing in the notebook in front of him, without any superfluous expression, and his long and narrow black eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the slightest real emotion clearly.

The whole person is becoming more and more abstinent and indifferent, like a flower of high mountains that cannot be played with.

People can't help but have the evil idea of ​​wanting to pull him down from the altar and perish.

Shi Wan leaned forward, propping her cheeks with her white wrists, and slowly narrowed her eyes with a faint smile.

Serious men are the most handsome.

But a serious man in uniform is obviously more handsome.

She finally understood why some people have a special attachment to uniforms.

The thoughts in his mind gradually diverged, and he didn't know what he thought of, the smile on the corner of Shi Wan's lips flashed quickly to wipe away his embarrassment and annoyance.

Sensing his wife's gaze, Fu Tingchen looked away from the notebook, picked up the coffee in hand, and took a sip to look at it.

"What are you thinking about at night?"

In the deep and clear voice, there was a hint of temptation.

In order not to disturb Fu Tingchen's work, Shiwan was immersed in her own thoughts. When Fu Tingchen asked suddenly, she was totally off guard.

"I was thinking, our Achen is really suitable for the temptation of uniforms..."

When the last word was about to be spoken, he suddenly reacted and swallowed it in time.

When I said it, I always felt like I was greedy for Ah Chen's body.

She is now a pregnant woman who should be innocent.

Fu Tingchen closed the computer in front of him and put it aside, leaning on the back of the chair with his long legs crossed, looking at Shi Wan's deep black eyes with a touch of pampering.

"What's the lure?"

"Induction!!"

Shi Wan's mind was running fast, and he found a word to remedy it in time.

"It will give people an illusion that they can look so handsome in their own clothes, yes, that's it."

"Is it,"

Fu Tingchen narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and his voice with a slight smile was somewhat deep.

"I thought what the baby wanted to say was—"

Before he could say the last two words, his lovely wife who suddenly got up and rushed over covered his lips.

"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense,"

Shi Wan's angry voice was filled with a bit of embarrassment, and her soft voice was inexplicably coquettish.

"Achen, baby, listen up."

In front of Fu Tingchen, she always has the posture of a little woman, completely without the coldness and alienation when meeting outsiders.

Fu Tingchen wrapped around Shi Wan's waist with one hand, letting her sit on his lap firmly, and with the other hand, he took the finger she was covering his lips and put it to his lips for a kiss.

"Okay, let's obediently say that if there is no, there will be no."

In the slightly lowered hoarse voice, there was a hint of pampering that could not be concealed.

"That's about the same,"

Shi Wan murmured a little guilty, and obediently sat down in the man's arms along the steps.

Fu Tingchen embraced Shiwan, smelling the familiar sweet smell from the tip of his nose, the curvature of his lips was shallow but real.

Although it is already late autumn, the atmosphere inside the car is not affected by the weather outside at all, and is as warm and sweet as ever.

Time passed by every minute and every second, I don't know how long it has passed.

"A Chen,"

Leaning in Fu Tingchen's arms, Shi Wan suddenly spoke, and a touch of emotion suddenly appeared on her fair and delicate face.

"We will always be this happy, no, it should be said that we are getting happier, right?"

I don't know if it's because of her pregnancy, but her mood changes are always very sudden and without reason.

Hearing this, Fu Tingchen's dark and deep eyes paused slightly and then slowly narrowed.

"certainly,"

He bowed his head and kissed Shiwan's forehead with a gentle tone as if coaxing a child.

"Wanwan, why do you suddenly ask such a question?"