"Ye Wenming, you are really blind. I don't know who is the one who really gives you!" Ling Yiran, who was standing beside him, couldn't stand it!

If she hadn't been worried that there was no substantial evidence of the bone marrow donation that year, and she was afraid that she would say it in front of Kong Ziyin, and she would have been shocked, so she would have wanted to yell at Ye Wenming directly.

Ye Wenming's eyes were stunned and stared at Ling Yiran and said, "Miss Ling, now... it's time to call you Mrs. Yi, but even if you are Yi Jinli's wife, it doesn't mean you are qualified to talk to me!"

Ling Yiran looked directly at Ye Wenming, without retreating or being afraid, "Ye Wenming, one day, you will know how bad you are!"

Zhuo Qianyun pulled Ling Yiran's arm, afraid that Ling Yiran would really have a conflict with Ye Wenming and would suffer losses. After all, Ling Yiran is still pregnant now and there are three small ones in her belly.

"Okay, still, you don't need to be angry about my business. It's not worth it." Zhuo Qianyun said, and looked at Ye Wenming with a faint look.

At this moment, her eyes were no longer filled with self-deprecating sadness, but with a look that seemed to be looking at a stranger.

"Ye Wenming, I just want you to be better with Xiao Yan in the future." As for the others, she had nothing to ask for.

She has exhausted too much love, hate and affection in this man. Now, it is enough. She doesn't want to have any unnecessary feelings and waste them on this man.

After Zhuo Qianyun said this, she pulled Ling Yiran and said, "Yiran, let's go."

When Zhuo Qianyun and Ling Yuan walked out of the counter and walked towards the escalator, Ye Wenming was still looking at Zhuo Qianyun's back in a steady state, and a panic surged in his heart.

It seems that he is really losing something in his heart that he is unwilling to admit.

But...what are those?!

Kong Ziyin looked up, looked at Ye Wenming's solemn look, suppressing her inner uneasiness, and secretly told herself in her heart that Zhuo Qianyun would die soon, and then Wen Ming would be hers! She didn't have to worry about anything at all!

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In the evening, Ling Yiran went to Yi Jinli again to care about the actual evidence of bone marrow donation.

"I'm looking for the doctors and nurses who performed bone marrow donation surgery on Zhuo Qianyun, but because it's been a bit long, the people I've found now have no impression of the scene at that time. I can't tell whether Zhuo Qianyun or Kong Ziyin donated the bone marrow at that time."

"Then...is there any other evidence?" Ling Yiran said again.

"There is also the boyfriend of Kong Ziyin at that time, Zhou Yuanlu. He was a doctor in that hospital. He may know some inside information. Moreover, a few days ago, he and Kong Ziyin began to have contact again." Yi Jinli said.

"Contact? Why?" Ling still said curiously.

"It's not clear at the moment, but I will make someone keep staring at Zhou Yuanlu." Yi Jinli said.

"Then check it quickly! Sister Zhuo's disease will be delayed for one more day, and it will be more likely to spread!" Ling Yiran said. After all, if Sister Zhuo's cancer worsens and spreads, it will be useless even if a liver transplant is performed!

"I know." Yi Jinli said, "But when do you care about her so much, do you care about me?"

"I...uh, I care!" She said guiltily, as if her thoughts were on Sister Zhuo, Lianyi and three babies recently, and she cared for him a little less.
Chapter completed!