You Are My Rare Passion

Chapter 3487

Ye Xingbei said that he looked down upon him more and more: "you are a man who only thinks about how to crowd out his own sister, brag in front of his sister, pick a bone in the egg, but turn a blind eye to his brother's pain. You are not only narrow-minded, mean and shameless, but also selfish, indifferent, heartless and cold-blooded! It's nothing

Yuan CE was scolded by Ye Xingbei, and his red face turned pale again.

He said in a trembling voice, "you're bullshit, I don't, I don't! I... "

"He didn't talk nonsense," Yuan Zhong, who had been silent all the time, suddenly interrupted him. "The technique of Su Su massage is really effective. I'm much better."

Yuance was so stunned that he couldn't say a word.

"Really?" Knowing that the second son was ill again, the distressed mother looked down at Yuanzhong with surprise and joy: "really much better?"

Yuan Zhong nodded and said with a gentle smile, "really, the headache just now seems to split. After being massaged by Su Su, it still hurts, but the pain is not so sharp."

"That's good, that's good..." The original mother looked at her second son's thin face and flushed her eyes.

Her second son, who once won honor for his country, won many gold medals in major international competitions, which is the pride of their family.

But a car accident, let her originally brilliant, the attention of the second son, into a bad disabled.

Looking at the original sunny son, day by day become silent, she is distressed.

In addition, her second son often suffers from headaches.

Their family hired a lot of famous doctors, whether it was a headache or her second son's leg, but they were not cured.

Looking at her second son in a wheelchair, she wanted to replace him with her body.

If it could be exchanged, she would rather be the one who broke a leg in the car accident that day.

When she saw that her son had a headache and wanted to die, she had no choice but to cry and feel distressed.

Now, seeing that Cheng Fengsu's massage really relieved her headache, she looked at Cheng Fengsu and asked, "Su Su, can your massage cure your brother's headache?"

"It can't be cured, but it can be relieved," Cheng Fengsu said. "Pressing it for a period of time every day can prevent the attack if it is symptomatic."

"Can you teach your mother how to massage?" The original mother longed to ask: "mother wants to learn, every day to your second brother press."

"No, Ma," Yuan Zhong said, holding his mother's hand, "you are an elder. I'm ashamed that I can't be filial to you. How can I let you massage me?"

The original mother red eyes to see him: "you are good, don't get sick, don't let me see, heartache, you are filial to me."

"Ma..." Yuan Zhong looked at his mother and his eyes were hot.

His mother, though a little confused sometimes, has a soft ear and is prone to make mistakes, but she is really kind to him.

In the past, he was the most famous son in the world. Many people around him respected him, flattered him and flattered him.

But after he became a useless person, fewer and fewer people were willing to deal with him.

Today, he is still willing to spend time, and only a few children who grew up together, as well as his parents and elder brother, are left to spend their time on him.

Although his grandparents love him, they have other grandchildren, and their attention to him is limited.