Chapter 24 You Are Really Sick
"Your hush money will not be lost!"

Lu Yunchen suddenly wanted to give money, but it didn't make Jiang Qingyu feel better.

She didn't respond in any way, but walked to the sofa on her own, and lay down angrily.

"Isn't money what you always wanted?"

Lu Yunchen was still talking, it didn't look like him, he usually had a cold and hard-to-speak look.

After getting sick at night, why do you talk more?
"Mr. Lu, are you okay? I don't even pay attention to you, you are still chattering... I think your sequelae have stimulated your brain!"

Jiang Qingyu was not polite at all, he put down these words in an extremely unhappy manner, and turned around to go to sleep.

"How long can I live?"

But Lu Yunchen asked this question out of thin air, which made Jiang Qingyu startled.

She was tired of this dog man, but she never thought of letting him die like this.

"After the first physical examination after I woke up, the doctor had already told me quietly! The sequelae of my body injury are far from recovering, and the trauma in my brain may never be healed! There is a possibility of brain hemorrhage at any time !"

"I didn't tell the third person. I didn't want my mother to be sad, and I didn't want the Lu family to fall into chaos! Even if I die, I have to find a successor who I think is suitable. The foundation falls into the hands of those people!"

As soon as the man said this, when Jiang Qingyu looked at him again, an inexplicable sparkle emanated from his whole body.

At least not so annoying anymore!
He secretly concealed his condition, and he endured the physical torture. It turned out that he was giving up the small for the big.

"That's why I ask you, how long can I live?"

The dim wall lamp illuminated his lower cheeks, and his superior jaw line was stiff and cold.

His deep eyes were stained with a trace of unruly and indescribable sternness.

Jiang Qingyu couldn't see through this man at all, let alone how he felt about him.

It is abominable to take advantage of oneself, but when thinking of his current illness, his heart clenched tightly.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you unwilling to let me die?"

Lu Yunchen hooked his lips, showing playfulness in his smile.

The tall and tall image he had established just now, most of it disappeared in that smile.

Jiang Qingyu snorted coldly, and responded: "Of course I don't want you to die. If you are dead, where can I find such a high-paying job!"

"However, don't worry... You won't die for the time being, but it may be more painful! After all, every severe headache may cause you to go into shock!"

"Really?" The man's smile was indifferent, making his cold face a little warmer.

"Yes! I believe that Mr. Lu's personal doctor has also told you about your situation. At present, there is no good treatment for the sequelae left by your injury. go down!"

Jiang Qingyu also told the most truthful situation seriously.

She knew that Lu Yunchen's mind was firm and mature, and it was not Young Master Lu's style to avoid.

"continue!"

Lu Yunchen signaled Jiang Qingyu to continue, "Mr. Lu is well-informed, and he must be very clear that the final death of a person is not necessarily due to the onset of the disease, but is consumed by the disease, and too many complications and psychological problems have occurred. You're going to die little by little, so if Mr. Lu can't survive, the key depends on whether you can survive!"

(End of this chapter)

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