Eighty-Five Sturdy Little Spicy Wife

Nan Zhi, who was about to enter the room, changed her face.

Before Lu Guanlin fell down, she hurriedly supported Lu Guanlin.

Blood streaks flowed from the corners of Lu Guanlin's lips continuously.

She knew that Cheng Xiaomei had a lot of shots, and it was absolutely impossible to beat Lu Guanlin into internal injuries.

The inexplicable vomiting of blood must have another reason.

"I'll take you to the hospital!"

Cheng Xiaomei also came back to her senses, and hurried over, "Sister, you let Comrade Lu lie on my back, and I will carry him!"

Lu Guanlin refused to lie on the ground, looking at Cheng Xiaomei's frightened Baozi face, he said: "I'm sorry, I scared you! Don't take it to heart!"

Cheng Xiaomei burst into tears: "You vomit blood like a popped sugar bag, how can I not take it to heart? Let's go to the hospital first! If I beat you like this, I will take responsibility!"

She thought that Lu Guanlin would beat her to death, but she kicked Lu Guanlin so lightly that he couldn't stop bleeding!

Lu Guanlin's eyes were almost lost, but he still pushed Cheng Xiaomei and Nan Zhi away, "I'm really fine!"

He turned around and wanted to go to the room.

His legs gave way, if Cheng Xiaomei hadn't held him, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Where is your medicine?" Nan Zhi asked quickly. Lu Guanlin vomited blood so badly that he refused to go to the hospital. He must know what happened to him. There should be medicine in the room.

"In the black suitcase in the closet. There are five medicine bottles inside." Lu Guanlin also knew that he was about to lose his strength, so he asked Nan Zhi to help him get the medicine.

Nan Zhi poured out the pills according to his instructions, and there were a lot of colorful pills.

She watched Lu Guanlin swallow those medicines abruptly, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

She probably guessed why Lu Guanlin committed suicide by jumping off the building.

While Lu Guanlin was taking medicine, Cheng Xiaomei went downstairs to pour him a glass of water.

"Hurry up and drink water!" She said to Lu Guanlin with red eyes.

"I'm fine..." Lu Guanlin had long been used to swallowing pills.

"If you don't want to drink, don't blame me for pinching your chin and forcing you to drink." Cheng Xiaomei threatened, this man is no different from a paper, and insists that he is fine!

Lu Guanlin glanced at Cheng Xiaomei, "I'm bored, feed me."

Lu Guanlin, who was half leaning against the wall, fell limply towards the ground.

Cheng Xiaomei quickly squatted down, let Lu Guanlin lean on her shoulder, and carefully fed Lu Guanlin to drink water.

Seeing this, Nan Zhi frowned again.

Just now when Lu Guanlin vomited the most blood, he was still taking the medicine himself, so he wasn't so weak.

Lu Guanlin said to Cheng Xiaomei: "Thank you, I feel much more comfortable after drinking water. You are very good at taking care of people."

Cheng Xiaomei nodded, "Of course. Some time ago, when my grandma was sick, I was the one who took care of her. She is just like you, unless you lean on my shoulder and let me feed her water. Otherwise, she will not drink."

Lu Guanlin's face froze for a few seconds, leaning on the wall, he was about to stand up.

Cheng Xiaomei quickly put her arms around his waist and helped him up.

His face was still pale, and his clothes and arms were stained red.

"Don't talk about what happened today. Even if it's Shen Yan, you are not allowed to talk about it."

He was supported by Cheng Xiaomei into the bedroom and sat on the small sofa in the bedroom.

Thick curtains were drawn in the bedroom, and there was light outside, but the bedroom was still pitch black.

Cheng Xiaomei wanted to open the curtains, but Lu Guanlin stopped her.

Cheng Xiaomei didn't ask why, but turned on the light as he ordered.

Nan Zhi looked at Lu Guanlin's pale face, "Are you terminally ill?"

If it was just simple stomach bleeding, he would not resist going to the hospital.

Lu Guanlin likes Nan Zhi's directness.

"Stomach cancer."

Cheng Xiaomei gasped.

Lu Guanlin's eyes turned red when he looked at her, "You think I'm pitiful?"

Cheng Xiaomei nodded honestly: "Stomach cancer is difficult to cure. The grandma who lived next door to my grandmother died of stomach cancer. She suffered a lot."

Even after more than 30 years, gastric cancer is still difficult to treat.

Treatment is long and painful.

The feeling of suffering, but still waiting for death to come, is even more painful.

Lu Guanlin in the previous life would commit suicide by jumping off a building to give himself a relief.

Looking at the pitiful eyes of the two women, Lu Guanlin raised his pale lips mockingly.

He concealed his illness and distanced himself from his family. He just didn't want to see such eyes, and he didn't want anyone to be sad because of his death in the future.

He was about to speak and let the two women go.

Cheng Xiaomei continued: "No wonder you don't take your life seriously. So you know that you don't have a long life. Since you don't live long, then enjoy the present. Don't you like fighting? I'll be with you anytime."

Then, she changed her words again.

"Not during the day, I have to protect Sister Nan. After seven o'clock in the evening, before ten o'clock!"

Lu Guanlin couldn't help but asked, "Why before ten o'clock?"

Cheng Xiaomei gave him a strange look: "I'm going to bed at ten o'clock."

Is that even a question?
Lu Guanlin laughed.

He looks very handsome, as Lu Langqing said, even more handsome than him.

He has a high IQ. Apart from his family, the people he comes into contact with are also people with high IQ.

Complex codes are hammered out every day, and the mall faces fierce competition.

In addition to being fast, he also likes simple and direct things.

He likes Nan Zhi's straightforwardness.

I also like Cheng Xiaomei's simplicity.

He looked at Cheng Xiaomei who had a round bun face.

Unfortunately, he didn't live long.

Otherwise, he could...

Nan Zhi looked at Lu Guanlin and looked at Cheng Xiaomei with a smile, she knew that Lu Guanlin had a crush on Cheng Xiaomei.

"I know a very powerful Chinese medicine doctor named Miao. Let me introduce him to you." Nan Zhi was referring to Kong Shuzhi's father-in-law, Mr. Miao Lao.

Mr. Miao Lao is proficient in Chinese medicine.

Shen Yan was so seriously injured back then, it was cured by Mr. Miao Lao.

Kong Shuzhi also mentioned that the old man is not only good at surgery, but also good at internal medicine.

"Nan Zhi, I'm very sick. In the past few years, I have searched for the most powerful doctors in the world. According to the current medical methods, I can only prolong my life by a few years." Lu Guanlin's grandfather died of stomach cancer.

Tang Xinru is very concerned about the health of her family, and arranges a doctor for a comprehensive physical examination every year.

When Lu Guanlin was diagnosed with cancer, he was 21 years old.

It was he who saw the medical report by himself and asked the doctor to help him conceal his illness until now.

Treating a terminal illness is a painful and lengthy process.

In addition to patients, family members are also suffering.

He didn't want his parents to suffer this kind of pain.

In her previous life, Nan Zhi had to stay in the hospital for a long time because of her heart.

She could understand Lu Guanlin's feelings.

However, she did not agree with Lu Guanlin's concealment of his illness and passive treatment.

"Brother Guanlin, I think you still have to let Mr. Miao..."

Lu Guanlin interrupted Nan Zhi, "Nan Zhi, thank you for your kindness. But, I really don't need it."

He still had enough of hope being crushed a little bit.

Cheng Xiaomei said: "Let Mr. Miao show you. Even if you can't be cured, what if it can relieve your pain? Anyway, the worst result is death."

"Xiaomei!" Nan Zhi gave Cheng Xiaomei a meaningful look. She felt that what Cheng Xiaomei said was right, but her words were not pleasant.

Lu Guanlin was not angry, he looked at Cheng Xiaomei again.

After a while, he smiled: "You're right. The worst outcome is death. Nan Zhi, then please introduce me to Mr. Miao. However, my treatment must be kept secret. "

Nan Zhi agreed to Lu Guanlin.

After figuring out the reason why Lu Guanlin committed suicide, Nan Zhi had something on her mind.

It was getting late, and she was going to go out with Cheng Xiaomei through the back door.

Lu Guanlin changed his clothes and sent the two of them downstairs.

As soon as they went downstairs, someone said: "The people I saw were the two of them!"

Nan Zhi followed the prestige and saw a middle-aged woman who looked like a servant pointing at her and Cheng Xiaomei.

Zhang Shuzhen sneered and stood beside the servant.