divorce?Think beautifully!

When Chu's father and Chu's mother went upstairs to rest, Chu Heng had a chance to go back to his room to sleep.

Chu Mingkun threw a bottle of medicine for him, shook his head, and sighed: "It's not that I don't want to help you, the servants at home have been blocked by the two of us, who would have thought that you would fall into the hands of outsiders."

Chu Heng sat cross-legged angrily, did not speak, took off his shirt, and applied medicine to himself with some difficulty.

Most of the injuries were on the back. Under Chu's father's rage, his attack was extremely ruthless. Chu Heng felt that he would probably have to sleep on his stomach tonight.

Chu Mingkun couldn't see it, so he came in to help.

"I won't marry that sick child!"

The cold ointment was applied to the wound, which relieved the burning sensation of the wound. Chu Heng squinted his eyes comfortably, and suddenly said this sentence.

"Success—" Chu Mingkun didn't care, and while applying medicine for him, he said casually: "Anyway, our father's idea is to lock you at home and prevent you from running around the world. As for the marriage partner Whoever, still have to respect your opinion first."

Chu Heng gave a "cut" sound, and seeing that Chu Mingkun had finished applying the medicine, he raised his hands to gather up his nightgown, smacked his lips, "Just wait and see! I won't look for that sick child when I look for anyone!"

The corners of Chu Mingkun's mouth twitched slightly, and he thought about it for a moment, "Speaking of which, my dad seems to be arranging a charity reception. He personally finalized the list of invited guests and revised it two or three times. I reckon... probably created it for you. This is an opportunity for you to choose someone."

The old man didn't know why he was in a hurry. He had to detain Chu Heng for a while, and when he thought that Chu Heng was young and would be imprisoned into the palace of marriage, Chu Mingkun felt inexplicably sympathetic to him.

"Anyway, I won't choose that sick guy!" Chu Heng gritted his teeth angrily, "If I want to choose him, I'll eat shit!"

Made!He must find someone to check the beauty he met last night as soon as possible!Hmm... Good skills, good looks, maybe... Tsk tsk!There can also be a good relationship bestowed by God!

Chu Heng lay on the big soft bed, drooling, and fell asleep happily.

At the same time, the Fang family.

Fang Yan woke up from pain in the middle of the night.

His whole body was covered in cold sweat, his home clothes were soaked through, and his subdued panting was pervasive in the huge room.

It hurts...so much.

This kind of pain has been with him ever since the strange illness more than ten years ago.

That serious illness caused him to lose his beloved mother and his lifelong health. Even if he survived later, all the residual sequelae made him wake up frequently in the nights of these years, and his life would be worse than death.

All the viscera and six internal organs were damaged to varying degrees, the most serious one was the spine, which was almost eroded to the point of losing the ability to walk, but Fang Yan survived all of these.

He survived the most painful treatment process, leaving a life behind.

This is much better than the people who died back then.

When the pain ended, Fang Yan barely sat up, wiped his body briefly, and changed into a piece of home clothes.

After doing all this, he breathed a sigh of relief and took out his phone.

For some reason, Chu Heng's smiling face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

That guy—

Different from his withered and decayed self, Chu Heng is alive, just like the sun in the sky, just by approaching and looking at it, one can feel a steady stream of vitality.

Fang Yan closed her eyes, a smile appeared on her pale and pretty face.

Maybe... the days to come will become more interesting.