"Doctor Han, in return, can you tell me what you like about me?" She had just answered this question, so she wanted to ask Han Qingrang.

After all, she never knew why Han Qingrang liked her so much. He liked her as much as if he was on drugs.

Han Qing stopped cutting the steak and looked at her. "As long as it's Zhizhi, I like everything."

Zhiyun: "Your answer is too perfunctory."

"Love me and I love your dog. If Zhizhi likes something, I will try to accept it."

He did it by loving the house and loving the dog, and he did it with all his strength, so he did not hurt Wei Lai.

As long as it's someone Zhiyun cares about and protects, he will never hurt the one she cares about, even if it means hurting himself.

"Doctor Han, can you give me a non-perfunctory answer? I want to hear a more sincere answer."

Otherwise, this confusion will always remain in her heart.

I can't figure it out and I can't get the answer.

This feeling is not good.

Although her answer just now was not very true!

But most of the truth has been told.

Han Qingrang reached out his hand, lightly touching her cheek with his fingertips, then slowly sliding down, making Zhiyun feel a little itchy. "I like Zhizhi. From a long time ago, you have been my salvation and my life."

Redemption...

My life...

Zhiyun didn't quite understand. To be honest, she often didn't quite understand what he said. So at this moment, she had the illusion that there was something wrong with her IQ.

After thinking about it carefully, she could only remember that when she gave up treatment, she paid Han Qingrang a huge fee.

Could it be that sky-high fee?

She guessed, maybe.

It's possible that the exorbitant sum she paid him helped him through a difficult situation, which is why he said she was his salvation.

Otherwise it doesn’t make sense!

Zhiyun stopped and didn't ask any more questions, for fear of hurting his self-esteem.

This man is very sensitive.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Zhiyun pulled Han Qingrang out of the house.

There is also important business, which she certainly won't forget.

This serious business was an auxiliary to her plan.

But what surprised her was that tonight would be Han Qingrang's birthday.

So far, he hasn't said a word about it.

According to Han Qingrang's personality, Zhiyun thought that Han Qingrang would bring it up, so she would wait and see if he would bring it up next. If he didn't, she would still follow the original plan.

The night is beautiful tonight.

She pointed at the sky and asked him, "Is the night beautiful tonight?"

A shooting star streaked across the sky, and the night sky was truly beautiful tonight.

Zhiyun thought, fortunately God cooperated with her this time, if it rained again, it would be embarrassing again!

Pretending to see a shooting star, Zhiyun put her hands together and said, "There is a shooting star. I must make a wish quickly."

She made a quiet wish.

Han Qingrang didn't disturb her. After she made a wish, Zhiyun put down her hand and immediately asked Han Qingrang, "Guess what I just wished for?"

Summer has begun, and the evening breeze blows gently, blowing the hair by Zhiyun's ears.

Han Qingrang took off his coat, put it on Zhiyun, and gently gathered her up, "Zhizhi's wish is also my wish."

Zhiyun followed up on his words and asked, "Then what is your wish?"

His hand moved up and touched her cheek.

The tip of his thumb scratched her cheek, and he said softly, "Whenever Zhizhi is willing to marry me, that will be my wish."