The CEO is cold during the day and wants to feed the baby at night.

Chapter 173 27 years

"Sister Jin, who is this? What's wrong with him?"

Yan Zichen approached and looked at Zhou Mingbo carefully.

this person?Yan Zichen narrowed his deep eyes, and pulled Han Jin from the man's side to behind him with one hand.

"Zichen?" Han Jin was taken aback.

"Sister Jin, this person is dangerous!"

Danger?Han Jin grabbed his arm, "He is Zhou Mingbo. I know him."

Yan Zichen still blocked her with his hands, not letting her approach.

An Yinluo ran down from upstairs.

"Who is this person?" An Yinluo said as he was about to approach this side.

"An Yinluo, you stand there, don't come over."

"Zichen? What's the matter?" Han Jin didn't understand why Yan Zichen reacted so strongly when he saw Zhou Mingbo.

"Miss Jin, back off."

He said in a low voice.

"Zichen? What happened?"

Han Jin was sweating anxiously.He was afraid that Zhou Mingbo would offend Yan Zichen.If that's the case, with Yan Zichen's character, he can't rub a grain of sand in his eyes.

"Stand back!" Yan Zichen yelled at Han Jin for the first time.Not only Han Jin was taken aback.Not far away, An Yinluo looked terrified.She hurriedly called Han Jin, "Sister Jin, come here quickly."

Han Jinnai couldn't hold back Yan Zichen's aura, she took a few steps back.

Yan Zichen waited for them to retreat to a safe distance, he leaned over, and his jade finger landed next to the man's earlobe.A pair of eyes narrowed slightly, releasing an elite light.

He gritted his teeth, and his hands were extremely fast, just for a moment.

"What are you doing?" Han Jin hurriedly called.

He wanted to get up to stop Zichen from the banquet.An Yinluo hugged Han Jin's waist.

"Sister Jin, don't go over there." An Yinluo begged in tears.

Following Yan Zichen's momentary movements, a beautiful mask fell into his hands.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Zichen looked down.

With just one glance, Yan Zichen held back his stomach acid.

Han Jin seemed to understand something, she broke free from An Yinluo, and walked towards the sofa step by step.

"Sister Jin, are you sure you know this person?"

Han Jin came to the sofa, squatted down, and reached out to caress the man's rotten cheek.

"Ming Bo, is this the misunderstanding you want to say? Is this the explanation you want to give me?

Why?Why didn't you come to me earlier, why, wait until this ghostly appearance came to me.

27 years.Half of my life has passed, why did it appear.

how?I feel guilty when I am about to die, or in other words, I feel unwilling to die.If you insist on making me sad with you, it is really cruel of you to do so.

Rather than seeing you like this, I would rather never see you for the rest of my life. "

Han Jin lay on the man's chest and cried loudly.

An Yinluo was frightened by Han Jin.

Before, she thought that Han Jin was an unmarriageist.She has a cheerful personality and speaks humorously.

It turns out that everyone has a story.

Under the real face, there is an unknown secret.

Pulling off this mask, endless pain hits the sky and covers the sky.

Yan Zichen took a few steps back and put his arms around An Yinluo's shoulders.

An Yinluo looked up at the man.

Han Jin said they were separated for 27 years.

27 years, half my life has passed.If two people really love each other, they cannot stay together.Looking back, how to make up for the lost time.Can I still get it back?
An Yinluo thought, at this moment, something suddenly poked her heart.

"Sister Jin, you are a doctor, what disease is he suffering from?"

After a long time, Han Jin stopped crying, and Yan Zichen asked her.

Han Jin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and reached out to unbutton the man.After seeing the signs of decay one by one on her body, she came to a conclusion in her heart.

"He was poisoned. A rare poison."

"Is there any help?" An Yinluo asked timidly.

Han Jin looked at the color of the wound and the degree of decay."The odds are slim," she said blankly.

An Yinluo had a sore nose.

The lover who has never met for 27 years will face life and death when they meet again.

It hurts to think about this feeling.

She and Yan Zichen hadn't seen each other for a few days, and her heart ached.If they don't see each other for 27 years, she thinks, she will suffer from lovesickness and die in depression.

An Yinluo held the man's big hand and leaned on the man's chest.

Yan Zichen sighed heavily.

"Sister Jin, don't worry, I'll contact the best experts at home and abroad right now.

Now that medicine is so advanced that the heart and head can be replaced, I believe there will be someone who can heal his disease. "

After saying that, Yan Zichen patted An Yinluo on the shoulder, "I'll make a phone call."

An Yinluo stepped out of the man's arms and nodded at him.

Han Jin fastened buttons one by one for the man.

"I'm a medical student. If I get sick, even if Hua Tuo is alive, it's hard to save me!"

Han Jin's sad expression made people feel distressed.

She seemed to be speaking to An Yinluo, more like talking to herself.

"Sister Jin, you have to cheer up. I believe that as long as we look for famous doctors with our hearts, miracles will always appear in such a big world."

Han Jin sniffed, "Lolo, I want to be alone with him for a while."

An Yinluo nodded emphatically, "I'm going to accompany the children."

Yan Zichen called everyone in the phone's address book.Be it a friend or a client.As long as it is in the address book, he will never leave.

Han Jin's business is his business.

Han Jin watched him grow up.She taught him a lot and was always by his side as a doctor. For more than 20 years, he has already regarded her as his mother.

Yan Zichen hung up the phone and sat on a bench in the yard, waiting for news from them.

At this time, it was already dark.

A dim lamp hung on a wooden pole beside him, swaying left and right with the sea breeze.

In the distance came the sound of waves hitting the beach, wave after wave.

A strong damp smell greeted the pavement.

Yan Zichen's legs were crossed, his tired body leaned on the back of the chair, his face was raised, and he looked at the sparse starry sky.

For a while, there was a throbbing pain in my heart.

The last time I felt this way was two years ago, the day An Yinyang passed away.

The feeling of watching loved ones and lovers leave.No one can understand it better than him.

I have money, and I have money.

Money can buy many things, and there are many things money cannot buy.

Life is one of them.

At this moment, An Yinluo was sitting with her legs curled up in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the man sitting in the yard through the gap in the curtains.

She knew that Han Jin was very important to him.He naturally cared about the people Han Jin cared about.

I really hope a miracle will happen!

An Yinluo suddenly thought of something.

She picked up her phone and opened Weibo.

Then I found a landscape picture and sent it.The title above reads: I sincerely ask all fans to recommend it, and urgently seek a wise doctor.If anyone you know recommends me, send me a private message.

Then she banned the Weibo comment section.

An Yinluo took a deep breath after sending out.

Close your eyes and pray silently, there will be a miracle.

after an hour.

Zhou Ming opened his eyes thinly, and he turned them in astonishment.

"Han Jin."

Then, he reached out to caress his cheek in a panic.

"Where's my mask?"

Han Jin handed him the mask that had been thrown on the tea table.

Zhou Mingbo got up slowly, holding the mask in his hands.

"Tell me, what did you come to see me for?"

Zhou Mingbo's heart trembled violently.