Shen Zhiyu lowered his long eyelashes, covered his eyes and said, "just now, he Jiayi contacted me."

The Summer North tilts Leng Zheng for a while, don't seem to quite understand.

Shen Zhiyu continued: "he also has a research institute in shuoguo. He told me that maybe he can find a way to cure your leg and throat. He is trying."

Hearing this, Xia Beiqing, who was still dead, suddenly lit up his eyes. He grabbed Shen Zhiyu's arm and looked at Shen Zhiyu with incredible eyes, eager for a positive answer.

Shen Zhiyu nodded to him: "it's true, not to cheat you."

Xia Beiqing grabs the pen and paper in a hurry. He is so excited that his hands are trembling and his words are crooked.

——Mr. Shen, did you really find it?

Shen Zhiyu reached out and touched Xia Beiqing's head: "I believe he Jiayi. If he is not sure, he won't tell me."

Xia Bei tilted his lips slowly, and his chest heaved violently with excitement.

Shen Zhiyu also laughed: "hungry or not, do you want to get you something to eat?"

Xia Beiqing nodded hard, as if in the dark, and finally caught a bunch of light, with hope, he tightly grasped in the palm of his heart.

"Wait for me. I'll go right away."

Shen Zhiyu gets up and walks out of the room. When the door is closed, his smile can't hold up any longer. He leans on the door weakly, and his eyes behind the camera become dark and heavy.

A few days later, at the appointed time, Shen Zhiyu came to the nearby coffee shop, and he Jiayi had already sat in the corner.

Shen Zhiyu went over and opened his chair and sat down opposite.

He Jiayi sipped her coffee and asked, "what's the matter? I'll meet you outside. "

Shen Zhiyu hung his head: "I want to ask you something."

"Well, you say."

"Help me find a way to cure the North tilt."

He Jiayi is stunned for a moment, looking at Shen Zhiyu's appearance of begging. When the cruel words come to her mouth, he Jiayi suddenly doesn't have the heart to speak.

After a long silence, he sighed: "it's not that you don't know, his legs and throat can't be cured. I know your mood, but..."

"There's a way." Shen Zhiyu suddenly raised his head and looked at he Jiayi with resolute eyes: "just use my blood."

He Jiayi put down her coffee and said, "you're crazy!"

Realizing that she was too radical and attracted the attention of other guests, he Jiayi quickly lowered her voice: "you've taken good care of him, and I know you're going to take care of him all your life, but how can you... Use this method!"

"If it goes on like this, the North tilt will not hold up. I know that my blood is special. With my blood, maybe I can really develop drugs or methods to treat the North tilt. How can I know if I don't have a try?" Shen Zhiyu tightly grasped he Jiayi's arm, just like catching a straw: "Jiayi, please, help me."

He Jiayi drew back her arm and said coldly: "impossible. I can do you any favor, but this one is not allowed."

Shen Zhiyu pursed his lips: "do you really want me to kneel down and beg you?"

"Encounter, you..." he Jiayi said: "do you know how painful it is to draw blood for research? Maybe it will kill you!"

Shen Zhiyu pulled out a pale smile: "the whole life doesn't matter."

He Jiayi was shocked by Shen Zhiyu's determination and couldn't speak for a moment.