"I'm fine..." Yan Shiting said in silence for a second, "A little cold, just a day or two."

"Uncle, which hospital are you in? I'll come to see you." The little guy decided boldly.

"I'm far away, and you can't come." Yan Shiting apparently cleared his mood because Xiaobao wanted to see him. "It's still a few days. I'll come. When I'm away, you have to take good care of your mother."

"I will." Xiaobao solemnly spit out three words.

"Your mother is on the side? Let her answer the phone." He also wanted to talk to Xiao Baoduo, but unfortunately the attending doctor stared at the bed and asked him to hang up the phone. He had to grab his mobile phone several times.

"Well... Uncle Yan wants to talk to you." Xiao Bao handed the phone to Cheng Yingxuan and whispered, "Mom, don't be angry with Uncle Yan, he is now a patient."

Yan Shiting over the phone heard the little guy's careful explanation, and his whole heart warmed up.

Although Xiao Bao is not his own son, he is even closer than his biological son.

Cheng Yingxuan took the phone and remained silent for a minute, still not speaking.

"Cheng Yingxuan, speak." Yan Shiting over there finally broke the silence.

She really couldn't hold her face and begged him, and asked, "Yan Shiting, what do you mean you don't let He Shuyi treat tuberculosis?"

He really didn't want to answer her question, but he didn't want to stalemate with her. He remained silent for three seconds before saying, "An old woman who sold you as a child, I don't want her life to be good."

She stiffened.

Originally thinking that he only asked her to ask him, he stopped deliberately, but he did not expect him to seek justice for her.

She didn’t want to admit that she was so soft, “It made her sick and died, but cheapened her. It’s better to cure her and let her stay in life forever. With her heart, it’s better to die.”

"I just wanted her to die, are you talking about it, talking to her?"

"That's right." She admitted bitterly.

"It's OK if I promise. I have a condition..."

Knowing that the dead man was waiting for her to beg him, she gritted her teeth, "You said!"

"Don't regenerate me..." His voice was low, a little bit tired.

"What?" she asked rhetorically.

"What are you mad at, that's it." He said obscurely.

She was angry that he burst her chrysanthemum! It turned out he knew. She narrowed her eyes slightly, "It's that simple, with no strings attached?"

"It's that simple. As long as you don't ignore me, He Shuyi's illness will be treated."

"Okay." From the time she called, she actually had compromised. Originally thinking that he would put forward various conditions to threaten her, he did not expect him to make her angry only.

"Cheng Yingxuan...I..." What Yan Shiting over there wanted to say, suddenly no voice.

"Hello!" Cheng Yingxuan was anxious, "Yan Shiting, you talk!"

"Cheng Gong, BOSS passed out!" Anxious voice from the driver Zheng Wei came over the phone. "BOSS is very dangerous now. I shouldn't have answered this call and delayed treatment!"

Cheng Yingxuan said in his heart, "What happened to Yan Shiting?"

"It's unclear on the phone, why don't you come and see him, the VIP ward on the top floor of the American Jiasheng Hospital."

After that, I hung up the phone over there.

"Mother, what's wrong with Uncle Yan? Will he be okay?" Cheng Xiaobao was pulling her clothes, her small face was full of worry, and her eyes were red.