Chapter 71:

Chapter 71
Jiang Wenxu’s voice came out through the microphone, suppressing the indifference of coldness:
Li Zhiqi’s son, do you know?

"Li Zekun?" Zhang Jingwen's tone is somewhat dignified: "What do you ask him to do? This person can't compare a few of them. He is a positive minister."
"A boy he was particularly fascinated also got leukemia, and the bone marrow got it, but he grabbed the one that Ai Ziyu gave to the Zhishu." Jiang Wenxu groaned and took the collar and strode out.
Song assistant got off the bus and opened the door for him.
Jiang Wenxu took out a box of Chinese from the back seat and found out that the lighter ignited one: "I will go to him tomorrow." He gestured to Song Assistant: "Return to the apartment in the Fourth Ring."
"Wen Xu," Zhang Jingwen's tone dropped almost undetectable: "... Anyway, you broke this thought, it won't be so good to talk about, some things are not very clear, some time in the circle It’s spread all over, and Li Shao really hurts the child. Moreover, when people stand in that position, it’s useless to force and seduce. You might as well not open this mouth.

Jiang Wenxu's smoke burned to the head, but he didn't notice it. He didn't notice the fire until Mars licked his fingers. The ash shattered and shattered him.
"Jingwen, these things don't have to worry about you..." Jiang Wenxu dropped a few windows: "You know more people in the hospital than I do. I want to adjust the details of the treatment of the original book. Help me to ask if there is any Other matching bone marrow."
Zhang Jingwen sighed lowly: "Wen Xu, I know, I have been looking for someone to stare at. But there are some things you should always have in your heart... I took some medicine in the study and looked at them carefully. The special medicine." His words paused, with some unspeakable pain: "It took so long... the bone marrow is useless."
Jiang Wenxu did not speak.
"Have you found a book?" Jingwen turned the subject.
Jiang Wenxu was sullen, and smiled: "He refuses to see me. I have already returned to Beijing today."
Zhang Jingwen couldn't answer the words, and there was some sour and painful feeling in his heart. The situation of He Zhishu is more or less in his eyes. If Jiang Wenxu really doesn't care, the man's heart has never been put down. He is distressed by He Zhishu, not to mention Jiang Wenxu.
"Okay, don't say me." Jiang Wenxu rose to the window, watching the night scenes shattered into the carriage, and he gently exhaled: "What happened to your father?"
"Yurou has been taking care of the hospital recently. The old man is old, and there is no serious illness. It is a small piece of broken goods." Zhang Jingwen said: "This is not, now I am at home, empty nest."
Jiang Wenxu whispered and laughed: "Oh, then I will hang up first. Come home soon." He did not talk deeply, Jingwen now has a family room, or try to make him less difficult.
"General Jiang, the land in the Western District has been approved. Will you go to the company tomorrow?" Song Assistant saw that he had a phone call before he dared to speak.
"Western District?" Jiang Wenxu's mind is not clear, and he is embarrassed.
"The project that was bidding more than a month ago, Li Shaohe and others."
Jiang Wenxu opened his eyes violently, his fingers trembled uncontrollably: "He turned to Ai Ziqian, he didn't always want it."
"Jiang always..."
"Don't say it, just when I still have the love of Aijia." Moreover, when people are in a good mood, they will take a path casually, but it is the way of life of He Zhishu.
Although Li Zekun got the bone marrow process, although Jiang Wenxu did not help, Jiang Wenxu always felt that he was more like a culprit. Sad and hateful.
The next chapter is later