Hundred billion brides, please be gentle, Mr. President

Chapter 539 Really Scared

The hangover soup that An Ziyu was carrying suddenly fell to the ground, breaking into countless pieces.

She didn't even feel the tingling pain from the hot soup splashing on her white feet.

In her ears, what Liang Shumin said to her kept lingering, every word pierced into her heart like the tip of a needle.

"An Ziyu, you have a brain tumor, it's malignant, and it can't be cured! You still want to stay, so that Qixuan will become a widow before he and you get married?"

"Ever since you entered the Tang family, the Tang family has never lived in peace. Have you ever thought about whether you are really suitable for Qixuan?"

"Do you think that Qixuan will still love you as a terminally ill woman and will never leave you?"

"He's drunk like mud, which means he's shaken in his heart! You'd better be sensible, don't really wait for Qixuan to give you a divorce paper, and you'll lose face even more."

"If you can choose to withdraw voluntarily, maybe Qixuan and the Tang family will think of you, and maybe they will give you a lot of maintenance."

An Ziyu didn't know how he walked back to the bedroom.

Tang Qixuan, who had always been unconscious whenever he was drunk, didn't know how to get up, so he asked her when he saw her enter the door.

"Where did you go? I called you for a long time and didn't respond. Do you feel disgusted seeing me drinking too much?"

He really drank too much and couldn't speak clearly.

"I... just made you hangover soup."

"Oh? Where's the hangover soup?" Tang Qixuan raised his eyelids with difficulty, and glanced at An Ziyu's empty hands.

"It was... overturned." An Ziyu lowered his head.

Tang Qixuan tried his best to stay rational and wanted to get out of bed. .Climb up and down, and walk in front of An Ziyu, but after moving for a long time, he was still on the bed. .Up and down.

"What are you going to do? Are you feeling sick? Do you want to throw up?" An Ziyu quickly supported him.

He wrapped An Ziyu into his arms, causing her to let out a low cry in fright, and looked at her tremblingly with big eyes.

"I was worried about you, thinking that my mother was bullying you again..."

Otherwise, he would have fallen asleep early, how could he wake up desperately?

An Ziyu blushed, "Are you...really worried about me?"

She is a little sad.

I have a terminal illness, but I still have a malignant brain tumor, and Tang Qixuan, will he really care about himself and not abandon him?

Liang Shumin's words were still lingering in her mind, and she couldn't make up her mind, and she didn't know how to face Tang Qixuan.

She lowered her head and drooped her long eyelashes, "Qixuan, go to sleep, you drank too much."

Tang Qixuan turned over and pressed An Ziyu under him again.

"I drank too much, and I want to use this time to ask you something." His voice was hoarse and rough.

"what's up?"

An Ziyu was a little afraid to look him in the eyes, for fear that he would say something that he would not be able to bear.

"Ziyu, you are sick, let's have an operation." Tang Qixuan said.

An Ziyu's long eyelashes trembled, and he almost cried, so he quickly covered himself with a cheerful voice.

"What's the disease? I still need surgery. Why don't I know? I'm sick..."

At the end, her voice choked up.

"Ziyu, you should undergo surgery while it's still benign."

benign?
Isn't it vicious?

"Will the operation be successful?" An Ziyu asked in a low voice uncertainly.

"Of course, I won't lie to you, you may lose your sight, which is the worst outcome." Tang Qixuan said.

An Ziyu clenched his hands, looked at him on the body, looked at his eyes flushed red from drunkenness, his voice was weak and trembling.

"I would rather accept being sick than being blind."

She felt that Tang Qixuan was deceiving herself.

"Do you know that if you don't undergo surgery, you will die!"

"People are always going to die."

"What can't you accept?" Tang Qixuan was a little angry.

"My own body, I have the final say!" She held back her tears.

Tang Qixuan was worried and angry at the same time, all the words were blocked in his chest and he couldn't say anything.

"as you like!"

Tang Qixuan rolled over and lay on the bed. .On, angry, his chest rising and falling.

After a long time, Tang Qixuan saw that An Ziyu was silent, and asked her again.

"What on earth are you thinking?"

"You would rather die than have surgery, have you ever considered others!"

"You only think about yourself, you are so selfish."

"Why don't you think about me, I never thought that you would die!"

An Ziyu didn't speak, and lay quietly on his back, staring blankly at the top of the roof.

If she remembers correctly, her mother died young because of a brain tumor.

Is this disease also hereditary?

"An Ziyu, I hate you!"

Tang Qixuan let out a low cry, turned over and wanted to leave here, but his head tilted and he fell on the bed. .I can't move.

An Ziyu struggled to help him up and put him on the bed. .superior.

"Qixuan, I really appreciate you, I know you care about me." An Ziyu looked at Tang Qixuan who passed away drunk, and gently stroked his face.

"Are you drunk like this because of my illness?" An Ziyu was a little moved, but also a little sad.

"Do you really want me to undergo surgery?"

"But do you know that my mother left me during the operation..."

"I'm really terrified of surgery."

An Ziyu cried.

"I understand all the reasons, but if I really can't cure it... what should I do?"

An Ziyu looked at the bed. .Tang Qixuan, who was already sleeping soundly, was troubled for a while.

Mr. Tang was at the door of the bedroom. Hearing An Ziyu's words, he sighed softly and returned to his room in his wheelchair.

He also didn't want anything to happen to An Ziyu, but if something really happened, what would Qixuan do?
Mr. Tang picked up the photo of Tang Qixuan's father and sighed.

"We, Qixuan, are really suffering a lot, so what should we do?"

"A good granddaughter-in-law, unexpectedly got seriously ill... Alas, what a pity..."

When Xi Chenhan returned to Yuhailong Bay, he suddenly remembered that he forgot the gift he bought for Yu Xiaoqiao in the car.

He quickly turned around and went downstairs to get it in the car.

It happened to see Gong Jinghao who had come back.

Gong Jinghao called out expressionlessly, "Uncle."

Xi Chenhan let out a "hmm".

The uncle and nephew hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the Gong Group's conspiracy against the Xi Group also failed because Mrs. Xi gave all the shares to Xi Chenhan.

Perhaps Gong Jinghao has no face to face people, recently, apart from occasionally going to school to complete unfinished studies, he seldom goes out.

Xi Chenhan had just walked a few steps when Gong Jinghao's voice came from behind him.

"Uncle is still going out so late, he's really busy." Gong Jinghao's tone was not very good.

"This is my business!"

"Take good care of your aunt, she is pregnant after all." Gong Jinghao left this sentence, turned around and strode into the elevator.

Xi Chenhan was stunned, feeling very uncomfortable, but couldn't help but laugh.

Why are so many people thinking about his little daughter?

He walked to his car and was surprised to find that his door was unlocked.

He couldn't help frowning slightly.

How did he make such a low-level mistake?
He opened the car door, took out the gift he bought for Yu Xiaoqiao, and seeing that there was nothing missing in the car, he locked the door and turned back without any doubts.

(End of this chapter)