Chapter 101 (1/2)

Fluke is a waste of time. The state of mind has been cultivated to a very high level, almost flattering or humiliating. However, it also feels a little lost in the strength of middle-aged women.

In particular, the surprised and inexplicable eyes around had already made Zeng Rou dare not lift her head, so she gave a light cough and staggered the topic: ”beauty, why don't we sign the contract now, so you can take the money.”

Although it is disgusting to use the word beauty to middle-aged women, the effect is obviously very good.

The middle-aged woman didn't say anything about the title, but her eyes were so bright that people were afraid, staring at the waste: ”where's the money?”

Vanity smiled softly and handed a check deposited alone to the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman almost grabbed the check, and even came close to her eyes. Looking at the posture, people thought she wanted to see the check into her eyes.

For a long time, she finally raised her head and carefully checked the zeros behind. After checking, she looked at the waste: ”pay the money now and we'll sign the contract right away!”

Wasted fingers gently knocked on the table, then shook his head: ”beauty, I don't know what to call the kidney donor and beauty?”

”Hum, of course that man is my man. Otherwise, how could I talk to you?” The middle-aged woman held the check tightly, fearing that if she let go, the check would fly away.

Signing a contract like this is a waste. Although she is not afraid that she dares to cheat her money, if this person is really a liar, then the money is a small thing, and it is a big thing that she can't change her kidney on time.

Therefore, he had to meet the donor. Although it was difficult to see him, he believed that it would not be difficult to meet him with the signature of Zheng Hongyu's attending doctor and the letter of introduction from the Red Cross Society.

However, if the question was raised directly, I'm afraid the middle-aged woman might not agree, so he smiled and looked at the middle-aged woman: ”beauty, what do you call it?”

”Well, you know the rules.” The middle-aged woman was comfortable with wasting the beauty on the left and the beauty on the right, and the expression on her face slowly eased down: ”my name is Luan Qiannan, and my man's name is Zuo Baobao.”

Waste a little smile, then go deep: ”beauty, to sign the contract, should we meet your husband?”

”What are you doing when you see that dead ghost? Just sign the contract with me and wait for the kidney.” Luan Qiannan waved his hand overbearing and snorted impatiently.

When I met such a person, the reason didn't make sense. When I wasted astringent smile, I put down the things in my heart that I still wanted to solve with common sense.

As soon as his eyes turned, he turned his eyes directly to the check tightly held by Luan Qiannan, and his tone was no longer as polite as before: ”beauty, if we can't see ourselves, we can't sign this contract!”

”What? No? Don't you want a kidney? ” Luan Qiannan's face changed, but he looked at the waste in surprise, and his voice increased by dozens of decibels in an instant.

Seeing her expression, she was more determined in her wasted heart, and her face became more and more calm, but her eyes showed a trace of coldness. Her fingers tapped gently on the table, and her voice was not slow: ”beauty, in fact, I might as well tell you that the patient is my mother-in-law. I was reluctant to pay the money, but my wife can't explain it. If you refuse, It gives me a good excuse, so it doesn't matter to me that I can't buy a kidney. ”

His words made Zeng Rou's face change, but he had long thought of idleness. His hand quietly stretched out under the table and gently shook her catkin, and his eyes cast a trusting look in the past.

This look made Zeng Rou feel an inexplicable peace in her heart. When she was gripped by the thick hand, her expression eased again.