What other words can excite a man more than hints like sisters!

Ding Ning immediately looked like he had been given a shot of chicken blood, his eyes were green, and he screamed and patted his chest: "Don't worry, I will give you a healthy mother."

"Then we'll wait for you!"

Sister Ye Huan took a deep breath, glanced at him encouragingly, quietly closed the door, and waited for news outside.

After exiting the room, the two sisters slumped against the wall and sat on the ground like deflated rubber balls, their eyes full of worry and nervousness.

"Sister, mom..."

Ye Le was uneasy and wanted to say something to relieve the tension, but Ye Huan reached out to cover her mouth, held her in his arms, and said firmly: "Believe him, he is our man, he will definitely

OK."

"Um!"

Ye Le nodded heavily, her eyes gradually became calmer, she snuggled into her sister's arms, put her palms together and prayed silently!

Ding Ning stood in front of the bathroom mirror and kept washing his face with cold water. He felt a little restless. He had simulated the entire treatment process for Sun Lanying thousands of times in his mind before putting it into practice after making sure that nothing was missed!

However, after all calculations, he still did not expect that Sun Lanying would become so beautiful after regaining her original appearance. It would have been fine if she was normal, but it would cause him great trouble at this moment.

The almost perfect plump figure of a mature woman, with a hint of sickly pale skin, gave him an unparalleled visual impact. Sister Ye Huan was beautiful, but compared with Sun Lanying, she was still not that mature.

The alluring charm of a woman.

He took a cold shower, forced himself to calm down, and silently ran the "Bodhicitta Heart Technique". It took him half an hour to truly enter the state, ignoring the gift that was close to God.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ding Ning glanced at Sun Lanying's flat and smooth belly. She had deep doubts in her heart. She had given birth to two children, so why didn't she even have stretch marks? Could it be that she had also used the extremely effective anti-stretch medicine?

Scar cream?

But at this moment, when she was not thinking about this, Ding Ning concentrated her energy, grabbed her pale and thin wrist, activated Absolute Touch, and carefully examined her whole body, her frown slightly relaxing.

The cancer cells have indeed begun to spread significantly, but in his last treatment, some key organs were targeted and blocked, and no metastasis occurred. Everything was still within control. Otherwise, if metastasis occurred

Phenomenon, if even if it is his fault, there is probably nothing he can do to fix it.

Metastasis refers to the invasion of malignant tumor cells into blood vessels, lymphatic vessels or body cavities from the primary site, and continues to grow in distant organs to form tumors of the same type as the primary tumor; while diffusion refers to the movement of malignant tumor cells from the primary site along tissue gaps and lymphatic vessels.

, the vascular nerve corset continues to infiltrate, grow and destroy adjacent normal organs or tissues.

Under his purposeful control last time, although Sun Lanying's cancer cells have begun to spread throughout the body through the lymphatic system and blood, as long as there is no tumor metastasis, everything is still within his control and can be cured.

Hopes were also greatly increased.

Even so, this time's treatment is not that easy. It requires a lot of energy and energy. He only has one kid, and the speed of devouring cancer cells is very slow. I am afraid it will be difficult to exceed the growth rate of cancer cells, so he still has to do it.

Only by constantly using special techniques to control the spread of cancer cells.

Thirteen silver needles were ready long ago to seal off a cancerous area. The kid who slept in the zombie's body every day was also summoned by him, entered Sun Lanying's body, and devoured the cancer cells.

Ding Ning was not idle either. He kept massaging Sun Lanying and used his pulse-cutting hand to control the spread of cancer cells. He was competing with the God of Death for time. Once he and the kid cooperated, the combined speed could not catch up with the cancerous cells.

speed, then this treatment will definitely fail.

Time passed by minute by second, and in the blink of an eye it was already dark. Sister Ye Huan paced anxiously outside the door, not daring to make a sound for fear of disturbing Ding Ning.

"jingle!"

The normally normal sound of the doorbell made Sister Ye Huan break into a cold sweat. Ye Lefei also ran downstairs and opened the door to see Pan Xiangyun and Lan Mengdie. He quickly put his index finger to his lips to tell them not to speak.

.

The two women looked confused and didn't know what was going on. Ye Le lowered his voice and told them that Ding Ning was treating his mother.

The two women were suddenly enlightened upon hearing this, and tiptoed into the room. For fear of disturbing Ding Ning's treatment, they sat on the sofa with serious expressions, not even daring to breathe.

Ye Le suddenly took a sniff and smelled a strong fragrance. He slapped his forehead and whispered in annoyance: "My mother also made soup on the stove."

"The soup made by auntie is so delicious!"

Lan Mengdie had a more playful temperament. She rubbed her belly in a hoarse voice and whispered: "I just had enough to eat, and I still want to drink from the smell."

"No, my mother cooked this for Ding Ning. He will be exhausted after he cures my mother's illness, so I'll keep it for him to drink."

Ye Le curled her lips and rubbed her growling stomach. Ding Qianlian and Murong Yanran's auras were so strong at noon that she was so frightened that she couldn't eat at all. She was already hungry by now.

"Aren't you hungry too? Let's see if Auntie makes a lot of soup. If it's too much, we won't drink it. If it's too little, we'll drink some."

Lan Mengdie is a big foodie, so she said with salivation on her face without thinking too much.

Pan Xiangyun was attentive and looked at Ye Le thoughtfully. He always felt that something had happened since he had been absent all afternoon. Otherwise, Ye Le had always called Ding Ning brother, but now he changed his name to Ding Ning. A change of title, sometimes

Very illustrative of the problem.

Are they? Pan Xiangyun glanced at Ye Le enviously, but then shook his head. Sun Lanying was still at home. Even if she wanted to have something happen with Ding Ning, there should be no chance.

But as her best friend, she still had to remind Ye Le: "Lele, if brother won't be able to go back for a while, please call sister Luoxue and explain the situation, otherwise she will definitely call brother soon, just in case.

It won’t be good if I disturb my brother to treat my aunt.”

Ye Le slapped his forehead in annoyance: "Look at my memory, I'll give her a shot now. Mengdie, help me go to the kitchen and check the soup. If it's ready, turn off the heat first."

"Okay!"

Lan Mengdie ran to the kitchen excitedly, looked at the large casserole simmering on the stove, couldn't help but move forward to smell it, and murmured in a low voice: "What kind of soup is this? Why is it like this?"

It’s so fragrant, I’m sure I won’t be able to finish such a big casserole, let me try it first.”

So Lan Mengdie secretly filled a small bowl and tasted it with a face full of intoxication: "Wow, it tastes so good. I can't tell if I drink another small bowl, right?"

"Okay, I just thought you were drinking secretly and I caught you!"

Pan Xiangyun sneaked in without knowing when, with a proud look on his face as if he had been caught by me.

Lan Mengdie was startled, but she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Pan Xiangyun, and said angrily: "You can't even make a sound when you walk? You scared me to death."

"Gee, you have a guilty conscience. What kind of soup is this? Why does it smell so good?"

Pan Xiangyun's nose twitched, she grabbed the bowl from Lan Mengdie's hand and tasted it in big mouthfuls. Even though it was so hot that she grinned, she still couldn't help but keep putting it in her mouth.

"You...you hate it. This is my soup. Give it back to me!"

Lan Mengdie was drooling anxiously at the side. She wanted to snatch it but was afraid of burning it. Her anxious look made Pan Xiangyun giggle.

"Is the soup ready?"

Ye Le finished the phone call with Luoxue, walked to the kitchen, and asked softly.

"Okay, okay!"

Lan Mengdie quickly grabbed the empty bowl and hid it, wiped her mouth and nervously turned off the fire, while Pan Xiangyun was having a silly laugh at the side.

Ye Le walked in and rolled his eyes: "Stop hiding it, you act like I'm being stingy. Ding Ning can't even finish the pot in such a big casserole. Let's each fill a bowl and drink it first to satisfy our stomachs. Give it to me."

Sister also sent a bowl up. I wasn’t full at lunch, and my stomach was growling with hunger. By the way, please be quiet when you go upstairs."

"Lele, you are so nice, boo!"

Lan Mengdie was overjoyed and kissed Ye Le on the face with her oily mouth.

"Go away, you worthless foodie!"

Ye Le wiped his face with disgust, and then said with a sad face: "You can't feel full just by drinking soup. You have to get something to eat. Ding Ning worked so hard to treat my mother, so we can't let him."

Just drink the soup."

"Is there any food in the refrigerator? Let me make some food."

Pan Xiangyun rubbed his sleeves and looked like he was going to cook himself.

"Ah, you can also cook? Why didn't I know?"

Ye Le opened her mouth wide in surprise and looked at her in disbelief. After all, Pan Xiangyun's temperament was as airy as that of a classical lady. She didn't look like someone who could work in the kitchen.

"My mother told me since I was a child that if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first learn to capture his stomach, so I learned cooking from my mother when I was very young, but I can only cook Sichuan cuisine. You can do it.

?”

Pan Xiangyun asked worriedly.

"No problem, even though I'm from Ninghai, I can also eat spicy food."

Ye Le patted her chest confidently.

Pan Xiangyun looked at the ups and downs on her chest with envy, pouted his little mouth and muttered: "I don't know how you and Lele grew up, and why they are so big."

"It's just that I'm proud of my C-cup cup. Compared with your sisters, I look like I'm underdeveloped."

Lan Mengdie said with some inferiority complex.

"This is talent, is it comparable?"

Ye Le raised his head proudly and said proudly.

Pan Xiangyun opened the refrigerator door and started to take out the ingredients. He muttered depressedly: "A cup C cup still has low self-esteem? Then a B cup cup like me should not live anymore."

"Hey, I heard that women who have been moisturized by men will get bigger. In the future, you can just find a man to help you rub them regularly."

Lan Mengdie smiled mischievously.

"Okay, Lan Mengdie, it turns out you were raped by a man..."
To be continued...