When Feng Qingyue walked out of the hospital again, it was already dark, and she was in a heavy mood, thinking about Dr. Li's words in her mind.

Terminal cancer is incurable, and if you have to prepare more than 300,000 yuan for treatment, it may be possible to extend the time for a few more months.

She looked at the medicine in her hand again, these analgesics, Mrs. Lin bought almost enough for a month.

But this only stopped the pain for a short time, and it could not cure her illness.

300,000 is also like an astronomical amount that people can't think of, Feng Qingyue's first thought is Zhang Meiyi, but she doesn't know if Zhang Meiyi will give 300,000 yuan to treat Mrs. Lin's illness, she is not a member of the Lin family, and she has no position to go to Zhang Meiyi.

The street lights are dim, and there is a warm wind blowing in the air, the more the wind is clear, the more she wants to save money, so she didn't take the car again, and walked to the bus stop, she looked at the night sky, and only hoped that God could leave Mrs. Lin to accompany her for the last New Year.

"You bastard! She still has Lao Tzu's child in her belly! ”

A man's roar was suddenly heard in the distance, and Feng Qingyue came back to his senses in a flash.

I saw a black luxury car parked not far away, there were three people outside the car who seemed to be arguing, a woman wearing high heels and heavy makeup was crying and covering her stomach, and there was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat figure and a teenager on one side.

The young man turned his back to her, indifferently turned half of his face, and after seeing it clearly, Feng Qingyue was so shocked that he put his glasses back on, hell, so late, she actually met Jiang Yuye near the hospital.

The aura on the young man's body was cold, and he sneered: "Child? Jiang Wang, this green hat is really tightly worn. ”

"Bastard!" Jiang Wang couldn't help but slap Jiang Yuye in a hurry, he gasped, and said viciously: "What Lao Tzu regrets the most is that he didn't directly strangle you at the moment you were born, and gave birth to such a debt collector as you." ”

Jiang Yuye's face was deflected, the broken hair on his forehead covered his dark eyes, he pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek, spat on the ground with a mouthful of blood, took out a handful of photos from his trouser pocket and threw it on Jiang Wang's face, he smiled on his lips: "Let's see what kind of prodigal women you hook up with." ”

The large-scale photo fell to the ground like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, and the woman with heavy makeup turned pale: "Mr. Jiang, you listen to my explanation, this child is yours, your son framed me, this is your child." ”

Jiang Wang pushed her away angrily: "Get out." ”

Jiang Wang drove away, the woman was so angry that she stomped her feet on the spot, glared at Jiang Yuye fiercely, and took a taxi to chase Jiang Wang quickly.

The farce in front of him did not make a single wave in Jiang Yuye's eyes, he turned around indifferently, his eyes paused, and he saw a sneaky figure hiding behind the stop sign not far away.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly approached.

Feng Qingyue was so frightened that she hid after seeing Jiang Yuye receive that slap, in her previous life, she only knew that Jiang Yuye's relationship with her family was not harmonious, but she didn't expect it to reach the point of this kind of street fight, and the most puzzling thing is that Jiang Yuye didn't even hide, and was slapped hard.

In case Jiang Yuye saw her and found out that she saw him being beaten, would a person who wanted to save face kill her and shut her up?

After all, in his previous life, Jiang Yuye's hands were covered with blood and he almost killed someone, such a scene, Feng Qingyue didn't want to recall the second time, and the fear of him was trembling from heart to body, he was a madman.

A shadow fell in front of her, and Jiang Yuye's cold voice sounded above her head: "See it all?" ”

Feng Qingyue's body stiffened, his hand holding the bag tightened and tightened, and finally lowered his head and whispered nervously: "I didn't see your father beat you." ”

After finishing speaking, Feng Qingyue couldn't wait to bite her tongue off, she was babbling nonsense, so she walked a few steps to the side in fear, away from Jiang Yuye.

"Huh." He sneered, his dark eyes staring at Feng Qingyue's nervous white fingers: "You seem to be afraid of me?" ”

Feng Qingyue took a small step back without a trace: "No ......"

Jiang Yuye's eyes darkened, and his laughter was much happier: "Good student, you are very unsuitable for lying, your acting skills are too clumsy." ”

Feng Qingyue slowly looked up at him, Jiang Yuye was very tall, his eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and the slap marks on his cold white cheeks were eye-catching, but he tilted his head slightly without care, and his tone was gentle: "The scene of being beaten out of the embarrassment was also seen by you, what do you say I should do with you?" ”

This faintly threatening words frightened Feng Qingyue's face, and she hurriedly waved her hand: "Classmate Jiang, don't worry, I won't say it, I haven't seen anything." ”

Seeing Jiang Yuye's heavy eyes, Feng Qingyue raised his hand and swore an oath, looking at him sincerely, even if he was wearing a pair of big black frames, Jiang Yuye inexplicably felt that she looked obedient and soft and cute.

He lazily leaned against the stop sign, as if mocking: "Are you good students as timid as you are as big as a grain of rice?" ”

Knowing that he doesn't like good students who are timid and have good grades, Feng Qingyue pursed his red lips and carried out the character to the end: "I have been timid since I was a child. ”

Jiang Yuye really didn't have much interest in her, and stood up straight: "If I heard a few words in today's incident at school, I won't let you go." When he turned to leave, he paused, his eyebrows stretched and he smiled: "Today is the third time, it's only three, I already remember you." ”

He moved his gaze to the school card on her chest that had not yet been taken off, and said one word: "The wind is clear." ”

……

When Feng Qingyue arrived home, it was already eight o'clock, and there was food left by Mrs. Lin on the table, and there was still residual warmth.

"Is Qingqing back?" Mrs. Lin staggered out of the bedroom on the first floor, and she went to the rice cooker with her back bent: "Why did you go for so long, come and eat the meal first, you should be hungry, this afternoon's dumpling grandma is cooked, the bad grandma eats, you eat this plate of good, it's still hot." ”

Mrs. Lin's dumplings are not good-looking, crooked and leaking a lot of meat filling, Feng Qingyue took a bite, and saw Mrs. Lin's tears and couldn't break.

Mrs. Lin wiped her tears again: "What's the matter?" Why are you crying again? My house is so good-looking, it won't look good if you cry again. ”

Feng Qingyue stretched out his hand to grab her warm palm and pressed his face up: "Grandma, Doctor Li has already told me about your advanced stomach cancer." ”

Mrs. Lin's body stiffened, and she scolded angrily: "Doctor Li, this person is not trustworthy, he doesn't say anything, he lied to me, and he wouldn't let you help me get the medicine if I knew it." Sensing that Feng Qingyue was depressed, she reached out and touched Feng Qingyue's hair: "Qingqing, grandma has lived enough, but I can't rest assured that you are not yet seventeen years old, if I die, who will protect you." ”

Feng Qingyue pulled her lips: "So grandma, let's go and treat the disease, I will definitely find a way to treat you." ”

"Even if it's not good, you can spend the last New Year with me, please, grandma."

Looking at Feng Qingyue's teary eyes, Mrs. Lin couldn't say anything if she refused, she finally nodded, and her voice was kind: "Grandma must accompany Qingqing for the New Year." ”