Chapter 2202： Save his condition

Chapter 2202 Saving His Conditions

Chapter 2204 Saving His Conditions

And Ye Yuyu, knowing the truth, and talking about Zheng Yue, even if she said the words so harshly, she still took the whole order. As the mother of Bo Siqing, she has no way, let alone being talked about Zheng Yue’s meal, even if It is for her to pay a more serious price, and she is willing.

"Dad." Cloud painting stunned Zheng Zheng’s hand. "Dad, don't do this."

Talking about Zheng Yue's sneer, don't go too far, don't want to see Ye Yuyu again.

Cloud paintings look at Ye Yuyu, "Ye Ayi, my father is a little impulsive..."

"I know, I can understand." Ye Yuyu took a deep breath and said quickly, "I can fully understand his mood. He said... It is not wrong, painting, I admit, I am despicable."

The clouds are coveted.

In fact, what Ye Yuyu thinks, she is too lazy to control, regardless of whether Ye Yuyu is playing tricks, it does not matter to her.

What she cares about is the person lying in the ward. What Ye said to do and do nothing will have any effect on her.

just……

What should I do from my family?

Now this thing is only Dad’s talk about Zheng Yue, he has been so fiercely opposed, if they are known by their mother and brother again...

There are also pockets...

Cloud painting really doesn't know what to do.

It is impossible to save the thin engine.

But if you save, how can you save?

She is not afraid of her own life, but she can't be so selfish. If she really died to save the thin engine, she died a hundred, others? What about family? What should parents do with their pockets?

The heart is like a knife.

Cloud painting really feels it, what is called a dilemma, and it is painful to live.

It turns out that sometimes you can't even give up.

"dad."

The hand of the cloud painting in turn holds the hand of Zheng Yue, "Dad..."

"Don't talk." Talking about Zheng Yue's coming back, screaming at the cloud painting, "Dad never asked you anything, but today, you must go home with me."

"Dad..." Cloud painting bit his lip. "Dad, I can't go."

"You!" Tan Zheng was really mad, and his anger was angered, but he was not willing to send his daughter to the bottom of his heart. He almost had to explode the chest.

"I just said what you said, are you going to be the wind?" Zheng Zheng tried to control his emotions and whispered his teeth.

Cloud paintings covet, "Sorry, Dad... Sorry..."

Talking about Zheng Yue’s deep breath, he was simply mad.

"Sorry, Dad, I am sorry..." The cloud painting hugs Zheng Yue’s arm and his tears roll down. "I'm sorry..."

The daughter's tears rolled down on Zheng Yue's arm and burned him from the skin to the bottom of his heart.

What else can I do?

How can parents really pass the children?

Then love her, how can she be willing to be embarrassed!

Painful and anxious.

Talking about Zheng Yue’s mood at the moment is such a thing, it is impossible to say anything.

"Drawing." Zheng Zheng looked back at her. "Drawing, you, do you really want to save him?"

Cloud painting lips, no words and no nod, but her eyes have clearly conveyed her thoughts.

Talking about Zheng Yue’s clenched fist, “I am with you. Mom, and your brother and you are going around. We all add up, we can’t compare with one, is it?”

Cloud painting suddenly looked up and shocked that tears could not be controlled. "Dad, no, not..."

how come.

She is Ai Si Shi Qing, but she also loves her family, loves her father and mother, as well as her brother and her, and many other people. Why do she have to choose one?

She can't choose it!

Zheng Zheng took a deep breath. "Well, I won't force you. I will ask you again, you must save him, are you?"

Cloud painting can't say a word, she only knows to talk about Zheng Yue's hand.

She can't choose.

I really can't choose...

"Okay, I promise you." When Zheng Yue looked at her, the voice was hard to tremble. "I promise you to save him!"

I suddenly heard this answer, but the cloud painting was not happy at all.

She looked at Zheng Yue with all her eyes, and all eyes were worried and painful.

Dad is very disappointed with her. For Dad, she chose Bosiqing, which means giving up on them...so he must have been very sad and right?

He doesn't want her daughter, right?

Cloud painting can almost predict what Zheng Zheng will say next and sever the relationship with her. They will not have her daughter in the future?

Her brain was blank, and her heart seemed to split into two halves, and her pain was mad.

"Answer me!" Tan Zheng looked at her and asked, "Answer me, do you have to save him?"

Cloud painting bites the lip, and no word can be said at all.

"Talk to my uncle!" On the one side, Bossao really couldn't stand it anymore. "Talk to your uncle, don't push the picture like this."

Bosi Yao looked back at Ye Yuyu. "Mom, let the painting go. The second brother has nothing to do with painting. Our family has long had nothing to do with painting! I will call Grandpa and Dad. Transfer your brother to other places, and later... no more paintings to visit again!"

Ye Yuyu did not speak, sat on the bench, his hands covered his face, crying silently.

Bosi Yao took a deep breath and looked at the painting. "Let's go, our family's business has nothing to do with you. You...you don't come again in the future!"

Cloud paintings looked at Bossao with a dull look, as if I didn't understand what Xiao Siyao had just said.

When talking about Zheng Yue, he was not confused. His eyes on Bo Si Yao were still very cold. "Can you speak seriously? Can you do the talker?"

"I can." Bossao's tone is very firm. "If you don't believe it, I will call my father and let him tell you personally. And..."

Bosi Yao looked at the cloud painting again. "Drawing, this is also the meaning of Grandpa. You have nothing to do with the thin family. The matter of the thin family has nothing to do with you. If you don't believe it, I can also let you talk to Grandpa. ""

After that, seeing the cloud painting is still in the air, Bossa has already dialed the video call, and soon, the phone was opened for hands-free: "Dad, talking about uncles and paintings are here, you personally contact them. Say it."

"Good." On the screen of the phone, Bodong came to sit at the desk and looked tired. He looked at the cloud camera and talked about Zheng Yue, "Zheng Yue, painting, this thing Yaoyao." It’s what we mean. Painting, you have done enough for Aqing. From now on, Aqing’s affairs have nothing to do with you, you...only when you never know him. I will inform you. The medical team, refused to visit Aqing again, and any treatment plan for Aqing, can't be related to you."

The voice of Bodong came, some are unstable. "Draw a picture and go back with your father."

Cloud painting shook his head and kept shaking his head. Her whole person was shaking. She reached out and grabbed the mobile phone in the hands of Bo Si Yao. She held it tightly and looked at the screen of the mobile phone at a close distance, crying and crying: "No, Bo Bo, Don't do this, don't do this..."

"Drawing, you and Aqing are destined to miss, don't force, learn to let go." Bo Donglai's voice is very heavy, and he is one of the most powerful men in China, with tears in his eyes, secretly indicating him. Weakness.

"I can't let go!" The voice of the cloud painting is very light, very low. "I can't let go. He is my life, it's my world. I can watch him not close, but I can't let it go. I do." Not... can't do it..."

"Drawing!" Bodong came hard to heart. "You can't do it! In short, I will make an order. Later, you don't want to know any news about Aqing, whether he is alive or dead!" ”

"Don't!" The sound of the cloud painting suddenly sharpened. "Don't! I said no! Don't be good for me, don't, I don't need it!"

"Drawing!" Bodong came down with pain in his eyes. "Be obedient, go back with your dad... Zheng Yue, take pictures and take care of her."

Zheng Yue, who witnessed all this, was ugly to the extreme.

He looked at the daughter who was completely out of control, looked at the desperate and painful Ye Yuyu on the bench, and then looked at Bossao, who was trying to keep the tears from running down, and the lower-ranking person, Bodong, who was suppressing the pain in the mobile phone. ......

"Drawing, just the question, you have not answered me positively, you will save him, at all costs, right?" Zheng Zheng's voice is very tough.

Cloud painting has collapsed, she cried and cried: "Yes, I will save him. I will save him anyway. Even if I fight my life, I will save him! Dad, don't push me anymore? The answer is clear to you, why should you force me to say it? Why should I force me to choose between you and him? I can't choose... I can't choose..."

"Dad, I am sorry, sorry..." Cloud painting is crying. "Dad, I am really sorry, I am sorry for you and my mother, I am sorry for my brother and I am going around... I am sorry for all of you, I want to save him... Dad... you are When I have never been to my daughter, help me take care of my mother and go for a trip... Dad..."

Talking about the tears in Zheng Yue’s eyes, I can’t control it anymore.

When a generation talked about the tiger, he didn't cry when he got a knife and no anesthesia. But at this moment, he actually cried.

Sure enough, it is old.

Talking about Zheng Yue’s grasp of the arm of the cloud painting, “You are sure to save him at all costs. Well, I know your answer. I can support your decision, but I have a request!”

The cloud painting is still crying, crying too much, she can't stop.

At the first time, Bosi Yao turned to look at Zheng Yue. "Talk to Uncle, don't do this. My dad said, my second brother's treatment problem has nothing to do with painting..."

"You can listen to it," said Zheng Yue, holding a mobile phone and speaking to a video call that has not been hung up. "Drawing to save the thin engine, I agree, but I also have a condition!"

The thin brow of Bodong came wrinkled. "Zheng Yue, how do you mess with painting?"

"It's not a mess." Zheng Zheng looked at the cloud painting that couldn't stop crying. The voice was gentle. "She grew up following her mother. When she needed me the most, I never gave her anything. She It’s so painful now, it’s just licking my heart. Let her choose between Bo Siqing and us, it’s too cruel, but I still want to force her to choose. Do you know why?”

Speaking, Zheng Yue took a deep breath and waited for Bodong to speak. He continued, "Because I have to be sure again, is she really willing to fight for Bo Siqing."

After Bodong came to his lips, he said softly, "It is the greatest blessing of Aqing's life to meet painting."

"Of course it is his blessing! The blessings he has cultivated in several generations!" Tan Zheng said with a sigh. "I don't want to push the painting again. I don't want my daughter to live in the world like a dead body. People live and die." It doesn't make much sense to live. So she wants to save the thin engine, then save. But I have a condition!"

"You please say." Bo Dong came up and looked solemn, very serious.

Bossao and Ye Yuyu also looked nervously at Zheng Yue, nervous and even careful to breathe.

Zheng Zheng looked at the cloud painting that still couldn’t stop crying. He sighed and reached over the shoulder of the cloud painting. He looked at the thin screen in the mobile phone screen. "My request is that I support painting and saving. Si Qing, with ... all the costs in her own willingness, but the premise of all this is that the painting and the thin Siqing are married, and now they will be registered for marriage immediately!"

"..."

Bossao and Ye Yuyu looked at Zheng Yue with disbelief.

Even the cloud paintings that are still crying are staring at their dad.

Only the thin Dong in the video phone, just surprised for a moment, I understand the intention of talking about Zheng Yue, he licked his lips, "Zheng Yue, do you want to be clear?"

Zheng Zheng nodded. "I want to be clear. This is my only condition. Regardless of the final result of the treatment, if the thinner is saved, he will be the dead husband of painting. If he lives to draw, he will die. It’s his dead wife, if it’s a lucky one... Fortunately, both of them are alive, no matter whether he has memories or not, whether he remembers painting or not, they must be husband and wife!”

"dad……"

Cloud paintings are about to talk about Zheng Yue, because in the eyes that just cried and cried, the red eyes are all puzzled. "Dad, don't need this..."

"You stay in the mouth!" Zheng Zheng said with a low voice, and his attitude is very determined. "To save him, you must promise me this condition. Whether you or they, you must agree to this condition. Otherwise, even if you tie me, you must You are tied up, even if you hate me forever! Promise not to promise?"

Cloud painting does not know how to answer.

is it necessary?

If she is dead, he is alive, she would rather he never knows that she is so personal.

Why do you have to tie them up with a marriage contract?

She doesn't care about these...

Zheng Zheng also looked at Ye Yuyu, Bo Siyao, and Bo Donglai from the video phone. "You, promised not to agree?"

"Promise." Ye Yuyu said immediately.

Bo Si Yao's lips did not scream.

In the video phone, Bodong came to talk about Zheng Yue, and his eyes were completely sighed. "Zheng Yue, I understand your intentions... well, I promise."

"Good." Talking about Zheng Yue's heart as a knife, and looking at painting, "Drawing, you yourself, promise?"

The cloud painting bites his lip. "Do you have to promise?"

"Must have to promise!" said Zheng Yue, who said coldly, "I will not let you save me if I don't promise me to die!"

"...I, I promised." Cloud painting said softly.

As long as he can save him, don't say that it is such a condition, she will promise anything.

She just didn't understand why the father had to let her promise, and in her opinion, there was no need at all.

(End of this chapter)