"I want to live here." He looked at Ning An.

Ning An stretched out his hand: "Give me money."

"I have no money, I am poor." Song Shaoyan lied.

"Song Shaoyan, listen clearly. I only said that I would help you choose a hotel, not that I would help you pay for it. If you want to stay, you can stay there. If you don't want to stay, you can handle it yourself. It's useless for you to complain to my daughter." Ning An gritted his teeth.

"I know you have friends and a younger brother in New York. If that doesn't work, just stay with them and don't bother me."

"Why are you so fierce?" Song Shaoyan felt aggrieved, should he be like this?

"Get out!" Ning An hated his cuteness the most.

He's obviously in his thirties, but he's still acting cute!

"Song Shaoyan, I'm warning you, don't bother me again. As soon as the Christmas party is over, you will leave New York!"

"Am I annoying?"

"Yes, it's very annoying!" Ning An was really irritable.

"Oh." Song Shaoyan lowered his head and said nothing, "I understand."

"You can't live in this hotel." Ning An got out of the car with a cold face and closed the door with a bang.

She was really too lazy to serve Song Shaoyan.

She has to go to work tomorrow.

…

Song Shaoyan was quite stable during his stay in New York and did not harass Ning An again.

However, he left Xiaotang’s mobile phone number and often went to find Xiaotang secretly.

Little Candy also strictly kept the secret and did not tell her mother.

On this day, Song Shaoyan and Jiang Ci had a phone call.

"Song Shaoyan, you can use the business card I gave you to find my senior brother, and my senior brother will take you to find his mentor. I am only responsible for helping you find someone, and you can take care of the rest."

"What's the worst that could happen?"

"The operation failed and I will never stand up again."

"Worse than the current situation?"

"Yes, because now the bones in your legs are not necrotic and can still be treated, but if the treatment fails, there will be no cure." Jiang Ci's tone was rare and serious, "Aren't you dead? Why do you want to do it again?

treat?"

“If you don’t want to treat it, there are reasons why you don’t want to treat it. If you want to treat it, there are certainly reasons why you want to treat it.”

"..." Jiang Ci felt that he had said a few nonsense words and raised his forehead, "You have to think clearly. My senior brother is also an expert in this field. You can talk to him more, and I won't go to New York."

"If the operation fails, will I not live long...haven't you always said that I won't live for a few years? After the operation, if it fails, will I not even be able to get off the operating table?"

"Song Shaoyan, why do you have such a rich imagination as a man?" Jiang Ci looked at the sky, "I can't guarantee you anything, and it's not up to me how long you live."

"You said before that I wouldn't live for a few more years."

"You believe everything I say. Do you believe it when I say you like me?"

"I don't believe this because I don't like you."

Jiang Ci: "..."

"Why does your voice sound so tired? There have been a lot of surgeries recently? Or is the clinic very busy?"

Jiang Ci: "You ask me?"

"Then I should...oh!" Song Shaoyan suddenly seemed to understand something, "You are busy, you are busy, I promise not to call you easily."

"Song..."

Song Shaoyan hung up the phone before he could say anything else, and there was an unexplained curve at the corner of his lips.

Song Shaoyan took out the business card Jiang Ci gave him and looked at it silently, his eyes filled with a deep luster.

If the operation is successful, he may be able to recover as before. If the operation fails, he will not be as good as he is now.
Chapter completed!