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"Gu'an's disease is difficult to treat, but it doesn't matter. If you still insist, I will insist with you. I will provide medical resources and money," lance continued.

Gu Zhiwei pursed her lips, and a faint sadness floated in her eyes.

There are many men who say they love her and want to be nice to her. But as soon as they saw the situation of Gu'an, those people withdrew.

Gu'an's illness is very expensive and can't be cured.

Over the years, she has worked hard to earn money for Gu'an's treatment, but it just delays his life and can't cure it.

Others suffer from narcolepsy. When they wake up, they can eat very much, resulting in heavy weight. But Gu'an was different. His appetite was very small, as if he didn't know he was hungry.

The doctor said that this situation is the most difficult. Now, Gu'an's body is basically supported by drugs.

No one knows when he will last.

Thinking of this, Gu Zhiwei slowly tightened her fist, her shoulders trembled gently, and tears floated in her eyes.

"I won't give up him. I can't give up anyway. He is my... Relative." Gu Zhiwei choked down in her voice and showed her fragile side in front of lance for the first time.

"I understand. Bai Xiao used to talk to me about similar topics. You know, Bai Xiao's father didn't hurt her mother when she was a child, and she didn't love her, and she was no better than you." lance took advantage of Gu Zhiwei's distraction and took off the gauze on her shoulder.

Under the gauze, a centipede was sewn on the white skin, which was shocking.

Lance's heart was in a ball.

She must be in pain!

Last night, he didn't shed a tear. It was such a dangerous situation that he didn't hurt Weibo at all.

"Take the medicine quickly." Gu Zhiwei took a deep breath and calmed herself.

Lance sprinkled the powdered medicine on Gu Zhiwei's wound, squeezed out the ointment and gently evenly spread it on the wound: "how do you feel? Does it hurt?"

"It hurt a little just now. Now it feels cool." Gu Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her wound.

The powder melted under the action of the ointment, but it was bound by the ointment and would not flow away, so it dried up on her wound.

"The medicine is good." Gu Zhiwei praised, "can you pull on your clothes?"

"No, I have to wait. Now the ointment is not dry and will be applied to my clothes."

Gu Zhiwei had to show her shoulders and face Lance.

Lance peeked down her shoulder.

Because of her injury, she didn't wear underwear. Under her wide T-shirt, the curve was looming, and cinnabar mole was looming.

"What are you looking at?" Gu Zhiwei stared at him angrily. "Don't think I'll be grateful to you for taking the medicine. I'm hurt because of you!"

"You know what? That night, I had to remember your cinnabar mole." Lance's face turned more red.

That night... I really want to relive it!

"I was drugged that night, not on purpose."

"Ling Mo enthalpy is a bad guy. We won't mention the past." lance volunteered, "he's dead. You don't have to be restrained."

"I left him a long time ago and took your ten million yuan and I quit the Jianghu. Later, I joined in again because of Bai Xiao and sister Yue. I haven't been in the Jianghu for a long time."

Lance felt relieved. When the medicine on her shoulder was almost dry, he pasted clean white gauze again, helped her pull her clothes and cover her shoulder: "if Weibo sleeps with me tonight, you won't pull the wound."