In the past few days, Nangong Chu has really had enough of his son's addiction!

Water, don't drink cheap water, mineral water for less than fifty yuan is not worthy of appearing in front of him!

From slippers, to hospital gowns, to staples around you, they are all donkey brands.

When he was a poor man in the past, Nangong Chu couldn't understand that these things were obviously very cheap things, why were rich people willing to spend so much money to buy them?

Now that he has enjoyed it, he suddenly understands something.

What does it mean to drop a piece of cloth from him, and you can buy the comfortable feeling of his whole body in the past.

The soft fabric of this new dress and the excellent design sense are emotions that he would not pay attention to if he only spent fifty on a dress.

He felt that every line on this dress had his reason.

It makes so much sense!

Nangong Chu struggled and drank a sip of fifty yuan of mineral water.

It's obviously white water, but you can still taste a hint of happiness and sweetness.

This bite is ten yuan!

Yesterday, Nangong Qiu brought a few well-dressed men into his hospital room and asked Nangong Chu to sit up.

The men were holding a tape measure in their hands, and they took the trouble to turn around Nangong Chu's body.

Nangong Chu originally thought that it would be enough to measure three dimensions, but he didn't expect those men to circle around him, and touching it twice is a data, and touching it twice is a data.

They touched and touched Nangong Chu.

Nangong Qiu acted as a commentator on the side.

"Chu'er, these are our family's tailors, I'm really distressed that you've been wearing ordinary suits these days."

Nangong Qiu's distress was not pretended, he really knocked on his chest sadly, lamenting his own incompetence.

There are even tears in the corners of the eyes!

Nangong Chu was shocked!

It turns out that a custom suit can really study the texture of every muscle, every turn in the body.

The worthless clothes on his body that he devalued were so easy to wear.

This custom-made must be more comfortable!

Nangong Chu became more and more excited.

"Well, Dad, I've never studied economics in all these years. Let me manage the company, what if I don't manage it well? ”

Nangong Chu was not humbling himself when he said this.

He has put himself in the management of the company and is asking his father to give him a solution.

Nangong Qiu didn't mind his careful thoughts. Tell him frankly.

"It doesn't matter, my father is here."

Nangong Qiu patted his son's back, soothed him, and told him not to be too nervous.

"Don't worry, son. Your grandfather was not a cold-blooded and ruthless man. Even if he's never met you, he's a conformist, old-fashioned old man. Dad assures you that as long as you donate this kidney, he will be very good to you. ”

Nangong Qiu thought to himself, in his past 50 years of life, the only thing his father did out of the ordinary! It was Nangong Ying who chose this sideline, who was not known at all, to be his own heir.

But it turns out that he chose an heir this time, and his vision is really bad.

Since the old man was hospitalized, Nangong Ying has only been here once.

All the expenses for the old man's hospitalization were paid by him Nangong Qiu!

These payment vouchers for hospitalization were all retained by Nangong Qiu and used to shake the old man's determination.

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Today, Nangong Qiu entered the ward.

He saw his good son, trying to drink from the bottle.

The appearance of the struggle really made him unbearable, and he was unwilling to say the next words.

However, the doctor has just sent a message.

The old man is going to die!

If you can't have surgery within three days, just wait for the old man's body to be collected.

Of course, this is not the case with the doctor's exact words.

This fierce tone is the result of Nangong Qiu's own artistic processing.

This can't be an either/or choice!

He, both!

Then I had to hurt both.

Why do you have to be today?

In fact, the doctor said that if the old man continues to be in such a coma, I am afraid that the nerves in the brain will be damaged.

At that time, even if the old man wakes up, he will not be able to say anything legally effective.

At a glance, you can tell that this doctor has experienced a lot of bad things.

"Chu'er, what do you think now? Can you go to the ground? Is your body better? ”

Nangong Qiu's tone was still so kind, but Nangong Chu could already guess it.

"Is grandpa's body about to be overwhelmed? It's okay, I can do it all the time. I'll do whatever you want! ”

Nangong Chu clenched the water cup in his hand with one hand, and said the draft that he had thought of a long time ago.

The heroic appearance of dying moved Nangong Qiu.

Even if Nangong Qiu clearly knew that Nangong Chu might be acting, he still felt that this courage that could be said was worthy of a father's embrace.

"Come, good boy, let Daddy hug you well!" Nangong Qiu hugged Nangong Chu's body.

Nangong Chu also tried his best to grin back and hug him.

Why are you grinning?

Because Nangong Qiu pressed on his retention needle!

Soon, blood dripped out.

"Dad, my hands hurt a little." Nangong Chu endured and endured, and finally couldn't bear this terrible father's love anymore.

Nangong Qiu immediately bounced away: "Son, what's wrong with you!" ”

It's a piercing blood red.

"Huh? Son! You're bleeding, why don't you say it! Nangong Qiu was slightly reproached, and hurriedly called DR Wu.

"DR Wu, it doesn't matter if my son has shed so much blood!"

DR Wu is still very professional: "It's okay, it's okay, just transfuse a few more pumps of blood, your son has leukemia, do you understand?" You can't bleed! The bleeding cannot be stopped! ”

DR Wu has grown a lot.

When I first saw him, he was full of honorific titles, nodding his head, for fear that he would be given by Nangong Qiu or Lao Wei for poor service.

Now that he has treated Nangong Chu for so many days, he is already an old fritter.

What to watch?

You have the ability to kill me.

DR Wu directly put it bad.

How is Nangong Chu at this time?

Nangong Chu had already fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Although Nangong Qiu felt that he was a little unkind, he still asked cheekily.

"It's DR Wu, I want to ask, can my son get a blood transfusion today and get a kidney out by the way?" Nangong Qiu's face flushed slightly, but it was not enough to make him ashamed.

DR Wu gave him a strange look, and then spoke naturally.

"If it's a regular hospital, of course not. But we're on the black market! You can do whatever you want. ”

DR Wu spread his hands and slowly became confident.

Nangong Qiu nodded and continued to ask.

"Will this operation cause any irreversible damage to my son?"

DR Wu suddenly smiled evilly: "Brother Qiu, if I said yes, wouldn't your surgery be done today?" ”

Nangong Qiu was suddenly stunned.