Sheng Jisong's affectionate and humble appearance almost made Jiang Zheng forget how he died in the first place.

The man knelt in front of him, and it was a lie that his heart was not touched.

"I really can't see that you are willing to do this for Jiang Zheng."

He grabbed his shawl to prevent the other party from grabbing and cheating: "Get up and talk to me standing up, do you know that your neck hurts when I look down at you?"

Sheng Jisong: "..."

He stood up, during which Yu Xiao wanted to give him a hand, but was rejected.

Doctor Yu is the only audience in this farce, and he is also the most sober. He is soberly aware of the Gu family's lies, and also expected that Sheng Jisong's belated love for Jiang Zheng will not bear any good results, but he will not expose it.

Sheng Jisong was too short when he was kneeling, and too tall when he was standing. With Gu Yun's body, his height was barely over 180, and he needed to look up slightly when looking at someone.

The neck still hurts.

He was so sick of this showman who made him suffer so much!

"If you want me to promise you, you can."

He is reasonable about this matter, and he can't lose in terms of momentum!

After tossing and tossing enough, he spared Sheng Jisong once: "I can ask Dad to refill Jiang Zheng's medicine, but you have to promise me three conditions."

"Say it! I agree!"

"So refreshing?" Gu Yun straightened her scarf and jumped on the minefield: "First, eat dinner with me, and sleep with me at night."

"........"

Seeing that he didn't respond for a long time, Gu Yun thought he was unwilling: "It's fine if you don't agree, and I won't force you. You can go, I'm still very comfortable with Dr. Yu."

Yu Xiao, who was innocently cueed, felt helpless—an annual salary of 6000 million was really not easy to get.

Sheng Jisong gave in with an ugly face: "I promise you."

In the same bedroom, you can also choose to sleep on the floor.

"You slept with me, do you count as betraying Jiang Zheng?"

Young Master Gu stepped on Sheng Jisong's bottom line and crushed it hard.

"...It's what you said, even if Jiang Zheng wakes up, he won't want to see me again."

"Then you still save him?"

"I just want him to live well! Can't you?"

When Sheng Jisong said this, his tone was low, and Gu Yun had the illusion that he was going to make someone cry.

"It's as if I'm bullying you." He murmured, and soon became airy again: "The second condition is to say 'I love you' to me once a day."

"......" Compared with the first article, this is not too much.

"Silence means there is no objection? Say something now and listen."

Young Master Gu put on an attitude of listening attentively.

Sheng Jisong's eyes drifted out of the window, facing the willow tree that was forced to bend down, he said viciously: "I love you."

Extremely perfunctory.

Of course Gu Yun was dissatisfied, he specially leaned in front of Sheng Jisong to block his eyes: "Look into my eyes, and say it again."

In Yu Xiao's eyes, this scene looked like a newlywed Yan Er flirting with the wind and the moon, and it was also the best evidence of the success of this marriage.

It would be even more deceptive if Mr. Sheng didn't put on a face that ate a fly after saying "I love you"!

No matter what, Gu Yun still got those three words.

These three words are meaningless, but they can block someone's heart every day.

The price is quite high.

He put forward the third condition: "All the rooms on the second floor are open to me."

"..." Sheng Jisong clenched his fists and said, "Okay. But you can't touch the things inside."

"I'll touch it."

"you!!"

"Mr. Sheng, calm down, calm down!" Yu Xiao quickly acted as a peacemaker.

Gu Yun said shyly: "As long as you don't make me angry, I don't want to be a saboteur either."

Someone gritted his teeth: "...don't provoke me either!"

"Tell me the password."

"0806"

It's not the birthday of anyone Jiang Zheng knows. He was curious: "What special meaning does this string of numbers have?"

"..." Sheng Jisong didn't want to say it, but today, he must keep a low profile in front of Gu Yun: "...It's my daughter's birthday."

"..."

Mentioning that child suddenly, Jiang Zheng's heart constricted violently, his smiling eyes were uncontrollably clouded with water mist, he lowered his head to straighten his scarf to hide his bursting emotions, and asked as casually as possible: "Who are those two?" A child who died in less than a month?"

"...Yes."

"Where's her birthday?" Jiang Zheng raised his head again, looking at Sheng Jisong with long and powerless hatred in his eyes: "She only has death days."

Yu Xiao's heart ached, children were definitely a taboo issue for Sheng Jisong!

Three years ago, he was the first batch of doctors to take over Jiang Zheng's rescue work. At that time, Jiang Zheng was shot twice. During the preliminary diagnosis, Yu Xiao discovered that the shot in the heart seemed serious, but the location of the shot was actually very clever. Whether it was a human coincidence, the bullet avoided the main blood vessels and ribs with near precision. It would cause some pain, but it was definitely not fatal.

The fatal wound was in the abdomen, and the banned Dum bullet penetrated Jiang Zheng's body with such terrifying lethality. Under the secondary injury of sea water, the abdomen was almost opened with blood.

The best surgeon in Gu's only took one look at the condition of the abdomen, and reluctantly made a decision: "Separate the dead fetus from the body."

When the child was taken out, it was a mass of smashed flesh and blood. Yebei's intelligence organization immediately took a camera to collect evidence. In the end, all these realistic photos were passed on to Sheng Jisong.

If possible, Yu Xiao would never want to recall the scene when the baby was taken out again in his life.

The two-month-old child was just about to take shape when he was smashed to pieces by the cruelest weapon. No one who had any blood relationship could bear to mention it, let alone Sheng Jisong, his biological father?

Yu Xiao subconsciously felt that Gu Shao's words were too much, but Sheng Jisong just said lightly:

"If you don't like it, you can change the password. You don't need to talk to stab an innocent child."

The death of the baby was the most painful scar in his heart. In the past three years, Sheng Jisong, who was immersed in self-blame and regret, had gotten used to the scar being uncovered, then rotted and painful, and finally healed slowly with time. It broke blood and rotted again, and the cycle repeated.

When Gu Yun, an insignificant person, came to expose the scar and even sprinkled salt in it, Sheng Jisong was so numb that he lost all feeling. He was neither angry nor sad. He just protected his little daughter extremely rationally—the little daughter who only lived in his heart.

If Jiang Zheng himself questioned this sentence, it would almost kill Sheng Jisong.

Fortunately, he was just an insignificant Gu Yun.

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