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Chapter 129: passed away

"Old Yan, what are you saying is true?"

Standing beside Yan Jun, Jiang Qian felt a little unbelievable when she heard him tell about Yan Xiao.

I was still asking him for money yesterday.

At one time, he suspected what kind of fortune he had gone through, but now this fortune has not come to fruition. Instead, he was told that he has terminal cancer and will not live long?

Some bizarre encounters made Jiang Qian wonder if Yan Jun was joking.

Yan Jun, with a dignified expression, leaned on the handrail in the corridor and sighed:

"This child, I'm afraid she followed his mother. She also died of this disease back then!"

"Genetic disease?"

Jiang Qian asked casually.

She was still surprised by what happened to Yan Xiao.

A living person who has been doing well for the past two days, if he says no, he can't.

Seeing that Yan Jun didn't mean to reply, she didn't ask.

Just thinking that Yan Xiao made money so neatly yesterday because he knew that he would not live long?

Or, did he really have some fortune, and he planned to hide it from the two when he was dying?

Yan Jun looked at the emergency room with a blank expression. It had been several hours, and there was no end to the movement.

When I was told by the doctor about the condition, I was still a little unacceptable. Just like when Yan Xiao's mother left, my numb heart couldn't stir up a little wave, and my mind couldn't reflect the emotions I should have. I just pulled Yan Xiao to do it. After the funeral, the days have come in such a hurry.

Later on, I unknowingly distanced myself a lot from Yan Xiao, and lost patience with him for no reason. When I cut off his living expenses for the first time, it was only because the two quarreled. Later, the child stopped asking for money. It seems to be so light.

Sometimes I know some provocative behaviors that Jiang Qian has done to Yan Xiao, but I don't bother to care about them.

I never thought, step by step, I have come to this stage of the field.

Looking at the door of the emergency room,

He still remembered the situation when Yan Xiao was reported by the doctor from the delivery room. He was small and soft, and he cried excitedly on the spot when he became a father for the first time.

He vowed to be his father.

Time flies, the most can obliterate everything.

The oath once made seems to have been wiped out and become a fleeting moment.

......

When Yan Xiao opened his eyes, he was surrounded by darkness.

It is already night.

Consciousness gradually wakes up, and consciousness everywhere in the body is restored.

In the haze, the pungent smell of potion reminded him that he was still in the hospital.

His hand seemed to be held by something, a little warm.

But also a little rough.

I wanted to turn my head to look, but found myself weak and could only turn my eyes.

There was a strong sense of powerlessness all over the body.

I can't even raise my hand.

He looked to the side of the bed with all his might, and his head twisted a little bit with difficulty. Just such a slight movement made a shred of sweat come out of his forehead. Father who slept by the bed.