"I don't want to go. Copy URL to visit Qianqianwan cried again, and the lunch box in her hand was stuffed into his hand, "Xiao Yu, I'm going to die!" ”

Jian Hongyu was shocked, hurriedly put the two lunch boxes on the cabinet, sat down beside her, hugged her, and scolded in a low voice: "What nonsense, how can you die if you are so good." Tightly held her into his arms, and his body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

"You weren't there just now, I felt bored, so I ran out for a walk, and I heard the doctor say that my disease is advanced blood cancer......" hugged him and cried profusely.

"." Jian Hongyu stood up suddenly, "Don't cry first, I'll ask clearly." He pulled out his legs and left, leaving Qianqian alone again.

Qianqian sat on the bed and sobbed, wiping away her tears, another wave of tears couldn't stop falling, and it was about to turn into a sad Pacific.

Ye Luo and Feng Yu came to visit each other, and what they saw was her embarrassed appearance, which scared Ye Luo a lot, threw Feng Yu at the door, and ran to the bed in a few steps.

"Qianqian, what's wrong with you?"

"Ye Luo." Qianqian hugged her, and sadness poured out uncontrollably again, "I thought I would never see you again." ”

Feng Yu carried a basket of fruits to her cabinet and rolled her eyes, "It's good to say auspicious, you just fainted from anemia, and it's not an incurable disease." ”

Qianqian didn't have the strength to fight back now, hugging Ye Luo and crying.

If he dies, he will no longer be able to hear Ye Luo's way of speaking, he will no longer be able to quarrel with Feng Yu, and he will no longer be able to let Xiaoyu's piano sound be used as a lullaby.

"Qianqian, don't cry, don't scare me, tell me what's going on." Ye Luo panicked, hugged her shoulders and shook it vigorously.

"She thought she had blood cancer, and it was still in the advanced stage." Jian Hongyu came back, with an angry and smiling expression, and his hands were propped up at the end of the bed, "Don't cry, you are anemic, there is nothing else, the person with advanced blood cancer is called Wu Qianqian, Koutian Wu, fifteen years old this year, three days before you moved in, living next door." ”

Qianqian suddenly stopped crying, raised her head, and asked, "Really?" ”

"I'm scared to death by you." Feng Yu patted his heart.

"I was scared to death by her." Jian Hongyu walked to the other side of the bed, sat down, and gently wiped the remaining tears on her face, "She told me her bank card and password." ”

Ye Luo covered his mouth and couldn't stop laughing, it seems that Qianqian really thought that she had a terminal illness, and even said her last words.

"That's right, bank card." Qianqian jumped up from the bed and got out of bed to find shoes to wear, "I'll go home." "Grab your coat and run.

"Why are you going?" Jian Hongyu chased out of the ward, not expecting that people would move so quickly after the emotional ups and downs.

"She's definitely going to transfer her bank card." Feng Yu followed, patting him on the shoulder with infinite sympathy, "Brother, mourn." ”

Jian Hongyu clenched his fists and chased after him, and an angry voice came from the other end of the corridor:

"Wu Qianqian, which is more important, money or me?"

"For the time being, money is much more important than you." Ye Luo stood beside Feng Yu and watched a fun scene, and was in a good mood.

Feng Yu clasped his hands behind his head and shrugged his shoulders in agreement.

"I don't know when Qianqian can really understand that a man who really loves her is ten million times more important than money."

Before she found out about this fact, poor classmate Jian Hongyu still had to fight against money.

Which is more important, money or him?

This subject is likely to continue for a long time.