Maybe I didn't expect how Ling Chengxian would ask such a question.

His expression was a little unnatural, he held his hands together and his eyes moved away, "Except for bone marrow transplantation, conservative treatment cannot save lives."

"Doctor Gu, if I want a matching bone marrow, is there any other way besides the bone marrow bank?"

When Ren Ran heard this, her face changed slightly and she gently placed her hand on Ling Chengxian's shoulder. "Chengxian, don't do this."

"Mr. Ling respects me so much. Other tricks are not something I can access by a doctor."

Ling Chengxian stared at Gu Yuxing for a moment, as if he wanted to see some clues from his face.

"I just met Mrs. Gu."

Gu Yuxing's expression became a little ugly, and there was a little more weirdness in Ling Chengxian's eyes.

"Mr. Ling suddenly asked me this, did You Ning say something to you? Her words are not trustworthy, so don't take them seriously."

Ling Chengxian looked unclear, and he didn't know if he had listened to Gu Yuxing's words.

"Doctor Gu, you go and do it first."

"good."

Gu Yuxing stood up and left. Ren Ran saw that the office door was closed, "Did Mrs. Gu really say anything crazy to you?"

Ling Chengxian put his palm on his forehead, "No."

"Don't believe her words."

"If you don't believe it, I won't believe anything she says." Ling Chengxian reached out and hugged her.

His close niece was sick and became anxious. Ling Chengxian couldn't imagine how Ren Ran could survive back then.

Seeing others struggling to death is different from the feeling of facing death by yourself.

Ling Nuanqing came out of the hospital, with her little face hanging down, looking depressed.

Ling Shaocheng patted her head, "What are you doing?"

"Can this disease be cured?"

"It's cured, don't worry."

Ling Nuanqing walked down, wearing a big sweatshirt and wearing a down vest on the outside.

Ling Shaocheng grabbed her hoodie hat and pulled her back. Ling Nuanqing staggered two steps and almost fell. "What are you doing?"

Ling Shaocheng put the hat on her, "cold."

“Where is the cold place.”

She raised her hand and wanted to take it off, but Ling Shaocheng held her wrist, "I said you'll be cold."

Ling Nuanqing collapsed her little face, Ling Shaocheng stuffed his hand into his hat and held her face. In fact, his hand was the one who was really cold.

He pushed the corner of her mouth upward, "You can sigh at the life and death of others, but you can't keep it in your heart all the time and torture yourself."

Maybe, she would say that he was cold-blooded, but Ling Shaocheng has always been like this.

The car was parked at the door, and he hugged Ling Nuanqing's shoulder and was about to go over.

"I can go by myself."

Ling Shaocheng has to take her wherever he goes, and even have some physical contact. Ling Nuanqing pulled his hand down, and after a while he came back.

There were a few men coming up in front, and Ling Nuanqing just thought they were coming to the hospital for treatment.

But their pace was getting faster and faster. When they were about to rush to the two of them, they were stopped by the bodyguards who rushed out.

Before Ling Nuanqing could react, she saw someone pulling out a stack of thick photos from the file bag and smashing them towards Ling Shaocheng and the others.

The scene became chaotic, and Ling Shaocheng's men were all Jianjiazi, and those gangs were not their opponents.

A photo fell to Ling Nuanqing's feet. She looked down and the chill rushed up from the soles of her feet.

These people were clearly here to deliberately stimulate Ling Shaocheng. Maybe he was in good condition recently, so he couldn't stand it anymore.

The content of the photo is related to Ling Nuanqing, which is the scene where she pretends to kill with a knife. Do they want the same trick to repeat?

Ling Nuanqing hurriedly pulled Ling Shaocheng over and said, "Don't look."

"What's wrong?"

She pulled Ling Shaocheng's body over and let his back face to him, "Do you listen to me?"

Ling Shaocheng might have guessed something. "Listen."

"Then when I ask you to turn back, can you change your career again? Don't peek."

Ling Shaocheng's slender body stood in the cold wind, standing extremely straight. "Okay."

Ling Nuanqing hurriedly squatted down and picked up the photos in his hands in a mess, scattering them one by one, which was too many.

Mingyue also came over to help, and the two of them moved faster, for fear that one of them would be missed and would come into Ling Shaocheng's sight.

The man pressed to the ground raised his gaze with difficulty and stared at Ling Shaocheng's back and smiled.

"It's so funny. Mr. Ling has such a day, and he actually listens to women so much. Don't you want to see what big gift we gave you?"

The bodyguard stepped on the man's hand, causing him to grin.

"Haha, Mr. Ling is just like that. It turns out that he is a coward, don't dare to face it, right?"

Ling Nuanqing was so anxious that she was about to sweat. When she saw Ling Shaocheng's footsteps moving, she seemed to be turning around.

"Ling Shaocheng!"

She shouted at his back, "You promised me."

Ling Shaocheng took two steps back, but still maintained his back to her, "Don't be anxious, pick it up slowly."

He turned around, but without looking down, he walked straight to the people.

"Where did the jumping clown come from? With this ability, he dared to come to my eyes and make trouble."

"Haha, Ling Shaocheng, look at what you are now..."

Ling Shaocheng raised his right foot and stepped on the man's face with a cold and hard sole.

"How am I now? Thanks to your concern, I am like this, and I still have to deal with me so hard."

He crushed the soles of his feet a few times, and the man's scream became shrill, "Ah—"

No matter how thick a person's skin is, he cannot resist crushing like this. After repeated several times, the skin on his face will be broken.

"Call it louder."

This is a pervert.

The man freed up a hand to grab Ling Shaocheng's leg, so he raised his toe and stepped on his palm.

Ling Nuanqing heard the screams of slaughtering pigs coming from behind.

"What's wrong with me listening to women? Go back and tell your master not to use such despicable means. If you have the ability, ask him to come to me in person."

Ling Nuanqing stuffed all the photos he picked up into Ming Yue's hand. "Hurry up and go."

She quickly ran to Ling Shaocheng and pulled his arm, "Let's go home."

Ling Shaocheng let go of his feet and raised his legs. Ling Nuanqing looked at the man opening his mouth, as if he wanted to speak.

She kicked him in the mouth, "Closing it, don't seek death."

The man's mouth was swollen because of her kick.

The two of them got into the car, and Ling Nuanqing couldn't help but look out the window. The people were quickly taken away, and the entrance of the hospital was now clean again.

"What's wrong?"

Ling Shaocheng approached her and looked at her.

Ling Nuanqing quickly withdrew her gaze, "I'll take a look."

"I said it was on your face." Ling Shaocheng reached out and touched the corner of her eyes, "It's red."

The stack of photos just now flew over so hard that it cut red marks on her face, and Ling Shaocheng gently stroked his fingers.

"Does it hurt?"

"No pain."

"These turtles are looking for death."
Chapter completed!