"Do you have no money to treat your illness?"
Han Cheng asked.
The man who had been silent for a long time started to cry.
"If I could cure her illness,I would also help her by selling iron,but ……"
Although they didn't finish,everyone understood.
There were many other diseases that you couldn't cure no matter how much money you had.
After silently tidying up his things,the man helped the woman out slowly.
Holding the door frame,the woman turned her head again.
"I'll give you our share of happiness. You must be fine."
In the hospital,there were many people who were separated from each other every day.
This pair of ordinary lovers touched the softest part of Si Lijue heart.
He stroked Ye Yanyan face and A Gentle Whisper.
"Yan Yan,did you hear that?" They also gave us happiness. "
