oaning and struggling to get up, but the bleeding grew worse.He heard footsteps returning, and as he looked up, he saw one of the twins walking towards him, with a fierce look in his eyes, "I'm a fore...Ho Mingzheng got up and walked to the window, pushing it open.

This window faces the back garden, where patches of crimson roses are in full bloom, beautiful as if they were a cloud of smoke.

...resembled Fu Yan's radiant smile.

He lit a cigarette, stood by the window for a long time, without saying a word.

Xiao Ai got up and followed behind him, looking at the man's broad and tall back. A trace of worry flashed in her eyes, "President Huo, do you think this treatment method is acceptable"

"This risk is just too great, isn't there any foolproof way" Qin Heng asked.

Xiaoyi shook her head. “In the field of psychiatry today, even the most skilled hypnotists can't guarantee foolproof results. If it were many years ago, when the defunct S organization was still around, there were indeed very capable hypnotists. Unfortunately, such people are nowhere to be found now.”

Ho Mingzheng shook the ash off his cigarette.

I've heard of that organization.

But that was many years ago. After the last leader of the S organization, Shen Jun, committed suicide, the organization was disbanded. As for its members, some went to prison, and others fled.

Even such prodigies would not readily appear.

He stubbed out his cigarette and, as he turned away, said indifferently, "I won't be using this method."

Xiao Ai thoughtfully watched his back and glanced back at Qin Heng.

Qin Heng's attitude was unfathomable. "For someone like A Zheng who has people he cherishes dearly, he would rather suffer himself than forget about them."

"No one is more important than one's own health," Xiao Ai didn't understand. In her view, Huo Mingzheng was a rational person most of the time, except when he was ill and became agitated. Sometimes, his rationality even bordered on coldness.

Qin Heng shook his head helplessly, "There's just someone who's even more important than his life. So the method you suggested, please don't bring it up again. If possible, think of other treatment methods, please."

Xiaowei was taken aback, she didn't expect him to be so polite.

She first saw Qin Heng during the club's new member orientation. Before she even got close, she heard a lot of people discussing him.

He was the most dazzling presence in the entire academy. His appearance was impeccable, a quintessential Oriental handsomeness that stood out amongst the Caucasians. It wasn't an aggressive kind of beauty, but a gentle warmth inherent to the Chinese bone structure.

Not to mention his solid professional skills, the whole academy says he is a rare medical genius.

Although he doesn't boast about his talents, he has his own pride. He usually has others coming to him, so it's truly rare and unexpected to hear him say "please".

She clenched her damp palm tightly and nodded, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Qin."

......

After Fu Yan arrived at the company, Manager Duan found her and told her that the public bidding time for the municipal primary school project had been delayed by a month.

"How come it was suddenly delayed" Fu Yan felt surprised.

The section manager shook his head. "There must be their considerations. Anyway, we have plenty of time, which is a good thing for us. You guys don't have to work overtime."

Fu Yan smiled and nodded, returning to her office. The moment she picked up the file, a thought flashed through her mind.

She quickly shook her head, denying her own guess.

Ho Ming-zheng has his own principles, how could he make an exception and speak up about this kind of thing

The phone on the table rang. Fu Yan, while flipping through documents, picked up her phone and saw that it was her older brother calling.

She circled something on the document with her pen, her thumb gliding across the screen. "Hey, big brother,"s heart skipped a beat, "Has she told you what the meaning of braiding hair for a woman is"Huo Mingzheng's eyebrows were deep and dark as ink, his voice hoarse: "What is it"Fu Yan pursed her lips, a s...