Lan Mu shook his head and went directly into the house.

Masa, half-lying on the bed, was playing with a lighter in her hand.

His complexion was very bad and his spirit was even worse, but when he saw Lan Mu enter the door, he still sat up.

"Why are you here?" He asked with a frown, his voice very hoarse.

Lan Mu couldn't imagine how serious his illness was last night.

Squatting down, with a little sparkle in her eyes, she asked in a low voice, "Wasn't it okay yesterday?" Why is it so serious all of a sudden? ”

Masa lightly hooked her lips, threw the lighter aside, and leaned her hands against the bed rail, "This problem is like a June day, it will change, and no one can prevent it from flareing up suddenly......"

"Can't stop a fart!"

The doctor who had finished washing came into the house, and when he heard Masa's words, he immediately scolded angrily, "You take care of it calmly every day, and I don't believe that I can get sick and faint......"

Masa glanced at him coldly, "You're going to die if you don't speak?" ”

The doctor looked at his ghostly virtue and snorted, "What? You look like you want to get out of bed and beat me? Let me ask you, do you have strength in your arms now? Can you get up and walk? And intimidated me...... Let me tell you masa, if you continue to take care of your body and don't look for a chance to treat it properly, your disease will definitely worsen faster, and within a year, you will ......."

"Shut up!"

Masa snorted.

The doctor was still stunned, pursed his lips speechlessly, and closed his mouth.

"A year?" Lan Mu listened to this time, a little dazed.

She raised her eyes to look at Masa, "How old are you?" ”

"What? Want to interrogate my birthday? Masa suddenly smiled wickedly, a pair of long eyes glowed, and when it fell on Lan Mu's little face, it dyed Lan Mu's complexion red.

But Lan Mu was in no mood to make such a joke with her at the moment.

"You say." She said anxiously.

"Nineteen."

Seeing that she was so serious, Masa had to put away her smile and whisper a few years old.

Nineteen......

One year to go......

That is, he will only live to be twenty years old?

Lan Mu's pupils trembled slightly.

Her feet were slightly weak, and she almost fell to the ground.

"What do you think?"

Masa looked at her dumbfounded, as if she was scared silly.

Stretched out his hand and shook it in front of her eyes, "Do you really take this old guy's words seriously?" He said the same thing this time last year, and now it's not a year since then? Am I not dead yet? ”

"However, you can't drag on against God like this! You're still so young, do you want to die young? ”

Lan Mu was in a hurry, and immediately didn't care about Masa's identity, and his words didn't pass his mind, and he yelled at Masa.

The doctor who was eating a cold breakfast made a gesture.

Masa, who was leaning against the rails of the bed, froze.

The mood plummeted.

After the words were finished, Lan Mu woke up like a dream.

She stood up.

Apologetically bowed deeply to Masa, "I'm sorry, I'm a bit of a mouthful, I ...... Don't take my words to heart. ”

After saying that, she didn't wait for Masa to speak, turned around and ran out.

"Hey ......"

Masa's hand stayed in mid-air, trying to grab her, but couldn't.

Lan Mu came out of the doctor's residence, and when he went downstairs, he almost rolled down the stairs because of his weak feet.

She leaned on the railing and sat down.

Fang Cai's words, after finishing speaking, I felt a chill in my back.

In what capacity did she scold Masa like this? It can be seen that this man doesn't even listen to his sister's words in order to protect Nameless Street.