In Qingyang Hospital.
Yan Jun's ward.
"Why am I? I'm not safe for your life and mine?"
Jiang Qian said excitedly, tears flowing along the wrinkles of her eyes.
Seeing his wife cry, Yan Jun's heart softened.
If he was about to reprimand, he was also pinched in the throat.
Can only sigh:
"Oh, I owe him what I owe him! After I leave the hospital, give him the money back! I didn't care about him, I can't bear the money!"
"Son is in charge of Lao Tzu, this is only right. Why can't I bear it!"
Seeing that Yan Jun was no longer angry, Jiang Qian said quickly.
Ignoring her words, Yan Jun fell into silence and thought.
He could feel that his son's attitude was not quite right this time.
Although the wife was at fault, she still wanted her to take care of herself. It was inappropriate to offend her.
Besides, taking the money from his son is also spending on himself, which is nothing to say.
Seeing this, Jiang Qian continued to say to herself:
"To be honest, when I asked this kid for money a few times ago, he was hesitant and hesitant. He wouldn't transfer money without delaying for a day or two. This time, it's a bit strange that he actually transferred money to me directly. It's gone!"
"Old Yan, do you think he has some kind of fortune?"
The voice fell,
Yan Jun glared at the woman impatiently, then muttered and asked:
"What kind of fortune? What kind of fortune can he have?"
"Hmph, who knows? Maybe you will win a lottery, buy a lottery or something, and win hundreds of millions... The last sentence you said is not right, didn't you hear it? He's about to cut ties with you!"
Jiang Qian snorted coldly and said with narrowed eyes.
He carefully reviewed everything that happened after Yan Xiao came to the ward.
The more I think about it, the more strange it feels.
"Sever the relationship?"
Yan Jun's face was stunned.
The last sentence Yan Xiao said when he left immediately appeared in his mind.
‘You don’t want to see me in your life, don’t worry, it will soon be what you want. ’
This sentence seems to have turned on the reverberation mode, and it keeps appearing in Lao Yan's mind.
For a long time, she muttered with a dazed expression:
"Could it be that this kid is really lucky?"
"pretty close!"
Jiang Qian nodded in agreement, and felt more and more that she was right.
A pair of old eyes rolled around and said in a low voice:
"Don't blame me for not reminding you. You are just such a son. If he is lucky, who cares if you are old or not?"
"Let me be quiet!"
Yan Jun looked embarrassed and interrupted her.
In his heart, he secretly speculated about Yan Xiao's situation.
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