Mo Xiaoyu learned from Long Youxuan that Lang Jianbai had liver cancer and was hospitalized. At the beginning, he didn't have this concept in his heart, but when he saw Lang Jianbai lying on the hospital bed, he was shocked.
Through the glass door, Mo Xiaoyu saw Lang Jianbai with various tubes inserted all over his body, lying on the hospital bed dying, and a nurse was dispensing medicine into the infusion tube.
Mo Xiaoyu opened the door and walked in. The nurse looked back at him and asked, "Who are you?"
"I am his student, come and see the teacher." Mo Xiaoyu said.
The nurse nodded, and went out after dispensing the medicine. Lang Jianbai fell asleep, and Mo Xiaoyu followed the nurse out. He wanted to ask the doctor, how is Lang Jianbai's condition?
"Hello, beauty, I want to ask how my teacher's illness is. Is the doctor here?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
Half an hour later, Mo Xiaoyu came out of the doctor's office and walked into Lang Jianbai's ward again. The liver cancer is at an advanced stage, and it is just dying now, and it is impossible to cure it.
Mo Xiaoyu felt very sad. Although the acquaintance with Lang Jianbai was an accident and he didn't teach himself anything, he brought himself into another world. Without him, Mo Xiaoyu might just be a fake painter people only.
Everything I have now is more or less related to Lang Jianbai, so I still have inner emotions.
"You are here, I thought I would never see you again." Just when Mo Xiaoyu was secretly feeling emotional, Lang Jianbai woke up.
"Teacher, I'm here, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Mo Xiaoyu said, holding his hand tightly.
"Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws. People have this time sooner or later. I was thinking that it would be best if you come back. If you don't come back, I will find someone to write a will. There are some things I want to explain to you." Seeing Mo Xiaoyu coming, Lang Jianbai's spirit improved a lot.
"What's the matter, teacher, tell me, I will remember it." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that I still have a few things in my collection at home. Before I came to the hospital, I divided them up. Half of them will be donated to the museum, and the remaining half. You take half, and the other half, give it to Ji Kexin. , I feel guilty about her, but fortunately she has you to take care of her, so I don't worry" Lang Jianbai found it very difficult to speak, but he still insisted on speaking.
"Let's talk later, I'm here to guard." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"Oh, I don't know when, I won't be able to breathe this way, and if I can say a word, I will say it." Lang Jianbai took a breath and continued.
"Okay, tell me, I'm listening."
"I know, she definitely won't want it. If he doesn't want it, it's up to you. The lawyer will come tomorrow, and I will explain it in the will. Tell Ji Kexin for me, I'm sorry." Lang Jianbai said.
People who are about to die speak well. Mo Xiaoyu felt that Lang Jianbai had a conscience in what he said, so he talked with him for a while, and felt that Lang Jianbai was tired, so Mo Xiaoyu left the hospital.
"Hello, it's me, are you at home or at work?" Mo Xiaoyu called Ji Kexin and asked.
"At home, my parents have been here for a while, and you don't come to see them, they always talk about you." Ji Kexin said.
"Then, shall I go there now?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"You can come, but you can't stay overnight." Ji Kexin covered the phone and said secretly.
Mo Xiaoyu thought to himself, even if you let me stay overnight, I don't think so. The hotel over there is still negotiating, and I don't know if there is a fight now. Anyway, no news is good news.
So Mo Xiaoyu bought some fruit and drove to Ji Kexin's house. It was indeed a long time since he came here. When he opened the door, he saw Ji Kexin's parents sitting in the living room watching TV.
When the old couple saw that it was Mo Xiaoyu who came, they exchanged pleasantries naturally, but they were also very interesting. Their eldest daughter is not young, and they have never seen any other man appear in front of them besides this Mo Xiaoyu, so Knowing it well, he went back to the room after talking for a while.
"Did I delay them from watching TV?" Mo Xiaoyu asked.
"What do you think, it's okay, they also have a TV in the bedroom, why did you think of coming here, have a convulsion?" Ji Kexin asked.
"There is something, I told you, don't be angry." Mo Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment and said.
Ji Kexin was taken aback, and asked, "Tell me, I'm not angry, are you getting married?"
Although she said so, Mo Xiaoyu could still see the unnatural expression on Ji Kexin's face.
"Where did you think about, what kind of marriage did you get, it's about Lang Jianbai." Mo XiaoyujieAfter a while, he finally spoke up.
He knew that Ji Kexin hated Lang Jianbai to death, so he seldom mentioned this person in front of her.
"Mo Xiaoyu, are you looking for scolding? Did I tell you, don't mention this person in front of me, don't you remember?" Ji Kexin's face changed instantly, worse than when Mo Xiaoyu got married.
"I know, this may be the last time, because he will die soon, the liver cancer is terminal, and he is in the hospital." Mo Xiaoyu said in one breath.
Ji Kexin originally wanted to continue scolding Mo Xiaoyu, but she didn't expect it to be the news, so she froze for a moment, and finally stopped talking.
"He asked me to tell you that he was very guilty and said sorry to you. When a person is about to die, his words are good, you"
"Mo Xiaoyu, get out if you say one more word, I am your woman now, and you say such things here, are you shameless?" Ji Kexin cursed in a low voice.
Mo Xiaoyu thought that when Ji Kexin knew that Lang Jianbai was going to die, Ji Kexin would be a little sympathetic, but now it seems that he thought too much.
"Well, well, I didn't say anything, I have to go, I don't know if there is a fight over there." Mo Xiaoyu said with a sigh.
Ji Kexin stood up and followed Mo Xiaoyu to the door, and suddenly asked, "Who did you say was fighting?"
Mo Xiaoyu opened his mouth, originally wanting to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt that it was meaningless to say these things. It is only natural that he should bear the consequences for the evil he did.
"It's okay, go to sleep, have a good dream, just pretend I haven't been here." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Ji Kexin stretched out her hand and grabbed Mo Xiaoyu, but she didn't catch Mo Xiaoyu. If she did, she would have been slapped a few times at least. Is there such a thing as half-talking? Does it make people sleep?
But Mo Xiaoyu had already gotten into the car, waved his hand, and left Ji Kexin's villa.
Sitting on the sofa alone, thinking about what Mo Xiaoyu said just now, the person who almost ruined her life is finally going to die. Although she has been his mistress for ten years, she doesn't feel any heartache It feels, it seems, when a person is not in your heart, no matter how much physical contact there is, it is nothing more than invisible friction. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com