The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

She changed her face so suddenly that An Xia Xia had been hit hard twice before she could react, and suddenly she was in front of Venus.

"Hurry and donate bone marrow to me! Hurry up and save me! Slut, my dad has to give you money, why should I give you money! The one who should be damned should be you!" Song Qingchen was aggressive, An Xia Xia's anger came up and pushed her hard.

Song Qingchen was pushed by her and fell to the ground, embarrassed.

Both nurses were frightened, staying in the same place for a while, wondering how to react.

Anxiaxia's painful tears were almost coming out, gritted her teeth and said, "Neuropathy! Do I owe you? How can I save you? Maniac, you maniac!"

Song Qingchen sat on the ground and "giggled" and smiled.

The man who heard the laughter had a cold spine and hair from the bottom of his heart.

She leaped from the ground and rushed over Anxia Xia at an astonishing speed. She pinched a piece of vase in her hand and wiped Anxia Xia's face: "Go to death! You go to death!"

The nurse finally woke up like a dream and ran up to stop Song Qingchen.

Anxiaxia was panting, she was scared enough.

She even had a feeling ... Song Qingchen seemed crazy ...

"You still want me to save you with this attitude? Song Qingchen, you are too ridiculous, what do you think of me? If you are sick now, will you save me?" She was silent.

Song Qingchen looked at the heron with a sharp laugh: "Why should I save you! If you are sick, I will watch you die! Haha ~ But now, if you don't save me, you will be saved, you must save me!"

"Who said she must save you?" A cold voice, with an overwhelmingly strong aura, filled the room with silence.

Sheng Yize Hei came in with a somber face and tightened Anxiaxia's arms, his eyes filled with worries.

Mr. Song was also ugly by his side.

Shicai's phone call was made by Mr. Song's assistant. He said that Mr. Song would be there soon, and Sheng Yize went to the elevator to pick it up.

As soon as he returned, he heard Song Qingchen going crazy.

He did not bring Anxia Xia to be wronged.

"Uncle Song, the Shengjia National Hospital will cooperate with you to find a matching bone marrow. Xia Xia's health is not good, but it is not necessary for her, and I will not let her donate." Sheng Yize logic clear, cried.

Song Qing jumped anxiously: "No! It takes time to find a new one, what if I die ... Sheng Yize, you ruthless cold-blooded man!"

"I just ask you, if Xia Xia is sick now, would you donate it to her?" Sheng Yize taunted.

"Of course not! I will not donate to her!" Song Qingchen screamed, in exchange for a displeased Mr. Song: "Shut up! Song Song!"

Sheng Yize turned to look at Mr. Song: "Uncle Song, I owe her, it should be paid back. If you are not satisfied, please come to me. Xia Xia will not ask for your money and will not help you in any way. "Because she doesn't owe you guys!" Speaking suddenly, Sheng Yize took Panic Anxiaxia away.

Behind him, Song Qingchen's wailing cry gradually became smaller, and Sheng Yize's expression became clearer and heavier.

Anxia Xia said with a smile: "In fact, you don't have to be so temperament, donating bone marrow is not donating kidneys or something ... It's almost like donating blood. Donate me to eat more pig blood!"

Sheng Yize stepped on his shoulder and held her shoulder: "You fool! You don't have to pay me debts!"