when she was alone could she felt less exhausted. Since her mind was too preoccupied, she arrived at the gate of

er first name now. She was thankful that they were all kind to her and Merry. "Wendy, you're here. Have you had breakfast yet?" "Wendy,

idn't answer." Jeremy Lian raised his head. H

superb medical skills and fame. As a matter of fact, many people came to see him from all over th

een waiting for three years. I don't want to miss this opportunity." Wen

who personally took care of her in the hospital. Wendy and Jeremy Lian became more familiar with each other. Sh

Lian came over and handed her a glass of water.

ally pulled her arm out of his hand and walke

merely sympathy, she clearly knew that she only wanted him as a friend. Jeremy Lian was an ex

he high cost of her daughter's treatment. So, as soon as they found out that there was a kidney donor, he personally gathered some money to help her. He was able to raise around eight hundred thousand dollars. But he didn't tell her because he wanted to surprise her. Jeremy

t she said, it wasn't easy to find a kidney donor. To help her with the financial burden, he sold his house and borrowed some money from his friends to collect

her downstairs to bask in the sun. "Look, Dr. Lian is here." The nurses shrank at

n, check them, and write diagnoses without saying anything more. Because of his attitude, patients often complained about his coldness. They felt that he was so irresponsible because he didn't show care to th

tly as a greeting. After getting along with him for a long time, his colleagues had already known that although he wa

u to the garden so you can see the beautifu

gently wrapped around her back. Merry nodded obediently and rested h

was wearing a beautiful smile, and the coldness in his eyes was replaced by warmth. He thought of teasing Merry, so he trot

dy lowered her head slightly and leaned against the glass window. Her hair, which was tied behind, was a little messy now. Some s

birth to Merry. If Merry was not born, she would have been free from this torturous pain. Merry was a sensible girl. Every time she saw Wendy crying secretly on the sofa, she would climb onto it and reached out her little hand to wipe the tears on Wendy's face. Imitat

see his face full of mockery and complacency in front of her again.

ould touch the snow on the branches of the trees. Wendy had dreamed of this scene many tim

ly. Sometimes he would even hit Wendy when he drank too much. There were times that Wendy felt like giving up. But as she saw Merry growing u

had to go back to work in the afternoon. She hurriedly went down