Mo Qingwu was wiping her cheeks by the sink at this time. She had just washed her face and did not expect that Qin Muran, who had never appeared in the company, would suddenly appear here.

I was suddenly a little panicked.

He hurriedly wiped his face and hurriedly threw the paper in his hand into the trash can beside him.

"Brother Qin, why are you back?"

Mo Qingwu asked with a look of embarrassment on her face.

Qin Muran looked at Mo Qingwu like this and walked over curiously: "Qingwu, how are you doing? Your face is so ugly?"

Qin Muran looked at Mo Qingwu carefully. Mo Qingwu's face was bloodless and even looked a little weak.

"No... It's okay, maybe I'm working more overtime recently, so I'm tired!"

Mo Qingwu's eyes dodged and she said, escaping Qin Muran's gaze at will.

"Is that so? Have you forgotten what Brother Qin does?"

Qin Muran's eyes were like a torch. Seeing Mo Qingwu's appearance, the more strange he felt. When he approached, he noticed that there was still blood stains under Mo Qingwu's nose that had not been wiped off.

"You have a nosebleed?"

Qin Muran asked.

"Stay late and get angry... and drink some chrysanthemum tea."

Mo Qingwu said.

"Stay late and get angry? But I don't think you look like this!"

Obviously, Qin Muran didn't believe what Mo Qingwu said. He looked at the tissue that Mo Qingwu had just wiped and threw it, but he saw a lot of blood on it, which was so bright that it was a bit terrifying.

"Qingwu, are there any physical problems?"

Qin Muran looked at Mo Qingwu with a serious expression and asked.

"How could that happen! Brother Qin, don't think too much about it. What's wrong with my body? I'm so healthy."

Mo Qingwu smiled and said.

"Give me your hand!"

Suddenly, Qin Muran said with a gloomy face.

When Mo Qingwu heard Qin Muran’s words, she suddenly felt something was wrong.

She knew Qin Muran's medical skills, so she stretched out her hand. Isn't this just to take Qin Muran's pulse?

If he had to take his pulse, wouldn’t he be able to hide anything?

"Brother Qin, I'm still very busy. Don't make trouble, okay? I'll treat you to dinner in the evening."

Mo Qingwu chose to change the topic.

But what he said deepened Qin Muran's suspicion even more.

"I don't want to eat! What kind of work are you busy with! I'll give you a holiday today!"

Qin Muran's voice suddenly became cold and said.

Qin Muran looked at Mo Qingwu and his firm eyes made Mo Qingwu dare not have any refutation.

"Brother Qin, don't worry about me anymore, I'm really fine!"

Seeing Qin Muran like this, Mo Qingwu couldn't help it, and her eyes turned red in an instant and she said.

"What the hell is going on!"

Seeing Mo Qingwu like this, Qin Muran's heart suddenly stumbled. Sure enough, something went wrong with Mo Qingwu!

"Brother Qin, let's go to the office and talk!"

Mo Qingwu looked around. After all, this place was the door of the bathroom, and it was not suitable for discussing these things. If other people heard it, the entire company would probably know it tomorrow morning.

Mo Qingwu doesn't know like others.

If it weren't for Qin Muran's encounter today, she wouldn't have told him even if Qin Muran, the closest person.

"OK!"

When Qin Muran saw Mo Qingwu like this, for some reason, he suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes looking, listening, asking and touching. Qin Muran just saw that Mo Qingwu's body was very weak and seemed to have some disease.

However, without a pulse, even Qin Muran dared not judge what kind of disease it was.

But looking at Lu Qingcheng's appearance, he must have known his problem, but he just didn't tell anyone.

In this way, Qin Muran and Mo Qingwu returned to the office.

The sound insulation effect of the office is pretty good. After Qin Muran closed the door, he sat opposite Mo Qingwu's desk.

Qin Muran had a gloomy face and looked at Mo Qingwu with a somewhat depressing atmosphere.

Mo Qingwu looked at Qin Muran and knew that he should have seen something.

"Brother Qin, what do you want to know?"

Mo Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief and plucked up the courage to say.

"What's wrong with you? What's sick?"

Qin Muran looked at Mo Qingwu and asked.

"I....."

After Qin Muran asked this, Mo Qingwu could no longer hold back and cried.

Tears dripped down her cheeks to the ground, Mo Qingwu covered her face with her hands and choked.

"What the hell is wrong?"

Qin Muran was even more worried when he saw Mo Qingwu like this.

In his impression, Mo Qingwu has always been a very strong girl, and even under such high-intensity pressure as Shengkang Group, there was no difficulty.

But now, Mo Qingwu was crying, and she was very disappointed. Could it be... Thinking of this, Qin Muran widened his eyes.

“It won’t be…”

Qin Muran thought about it and seemed to think of a disease.

"That's right! It's blood cancer!"

Mo Qingwu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said.

"how so!"

Qin Muran was a little surprised.

When I saw Mo Qingwu before, he was still fine. It took so long since I saw him that this happened.

Mo Qingwu actually got leukemia!

Blood cancer is leukemia, which is a very difficult disease. Even if medicine is very developed now, it is impossible to guarantee that it can be cured 100%.

Even if a national medical master like Qin Muran can snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell, it is hard to guarantee that he can steal people from the hands of the King of Hell.

"I don't know either. It was a month ago when I started to have a fever. I thought it was a cold, so I didn't pay attention after taking some cold medicine. But then I gradually had nosebleeds, and I also had several times a day..."

Speaking of this, Mo Qingwu didn't continue to talk about it.

"And you go to the hospital?"

Qin Muran asked.

"I went to the hospital, had blood routine, and after testing, it was leukemia."

Speaking of this, Mo Qingwu completely collapsed.

In her perception, leukemia is almost a death disease and there is no cure!

Qin Muran saw Mo Qingwu like this, feeling unbearable flashed in his eyes.

He promised Mo Wenqiang to take good care of Mo Qingwu, but now Mo Qingwu is suffering from such a terminal illness, so how can he explain to Mo Wenqiang?

"Qingwu, it's okay. Leukemia is not a terminal illness. Although it is a little difficult, it can still be cured!"

Qin Muran walked to Mo Qingwu's side and said comfortably.

"Brother Qin!"

Mo Qingwu hugged Qin Muran directly and cried bitterly.

He has been alone for such a long time. No one wanted to tell him, but now that Qin Muran has discovered it, he can only tell Qin Muran truthfully.

He didn't want to die just like this, he didn't want to leave Qin Muran so early.
Chapter completed!