*

Don leaned away.

Luo Nanchu sat in the café and exhaled slowly.

The café was at a constant temperature, but she was so cold that her veins seemed to be crushed ice.

It looks like my brain is going to freeze out.

Seriously, she didn't really know how long she would last.

She had never been so tired in her life.

The feeling of trampling on the ground and letting others trample on it is really hard to imagine with her temperament.

If Qin Huan was by her side, she would definitely be very shocked.

That Luo Nanchu, who used to have higher self-esteem than the sky, can now be so humble.

Luo Nanchu sat on the sofa, raised his hand and rubbed his temples vigorously, trying to put the thoughts in his head away.

She was thinking about the past again.

That's not good.

The past cannot be chased, the past is the past, no matter how chic and happy she lived in the past, there is no need to reminisce.

She was afraid that she would think too much and would not be able to bear the fact that she was now and committed suicide.

She really can't die now.

She was carrying too many lives, and she was the only one who died, and it was really a family funeral.

She has reduced the Luo family to this point, how can she die?

The phone on the table rang suddenly.

Luo Nanchu was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that it was a call from the hospital, he hurriedly picked it up: "Dean Xu, what's the matter?" ”

"Miss Luo, remember to pay your father's nursing fee for this month." Dean Xu's voice was amiable.

Luo Nanchu was slightly stunned, "Isn't there still three days?" ”

In the past, she was handed over at the beginning of the month, although it was only three days before the beginning of the month, but it was the first time she met him to come to urge her.

"I heard that Miss Luo has been a little inconvenient recently," Dean Xu's voice was still warm, "You must know that Mr. Luo's daily nursing fee is 5,000, and our hospital is not charity, so we can't afford to lose a day." ”

"......" turned out to hear that Fu Tingyuan had taken revenge on her, and she was afraid that she would not be able to pay the money.

Luo Nanchu clenched his fingers, and his voice was a little tense: "Uncle Xu, when my dad was still awake, you called him a brother, and now that the Luo family has an accident, are you not willing to give him even a day's money now?" ”

Dean Xu's voice suddenly cooled down: "Nan Chu, if it weren't for my hospital, who do you think would take in your Luo family's patients in the entire Tongcheng?" And you don't look at who you have offended! ”

Luo Nanchu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then said in a low voice, "...... I understand. Dean Xu, at the beginning of the month at the latest, I will send the money. You are guaranteed that you will not lose a penny. ”

"Nan Chu, that's what you said. If you don't send money at the beginning of the month, I'll throw your dad out of the hospital! ”

Luo Nanchu didn't say anything, she hung up the phone directly, she pressed her forehead with one hand, and then bit her lip hard, until she bit the lip flap to the blood, and the fierce look on her face slowly faded. The pain calmed her near-collapse mood.

She raised her head again, her face had regained her calm, she glanced down at the time on her phone, her eyes darkened, and then she stood up from the café, went out with a blank face, and hailed a car.

"Go to A&M International."

*

The company that was once called "Luoyang Group" has already changed its face at this moment, Fu Tingyuan took over Luo's and changed its name to "A&M International", which has expanded many businesses in the past six months, far exceeding the glory of Luo Juntian back then.