Leng Qianmo came to Kang Liyan after Yi Danyou went upstairs and said solemnly, "What did she just say to you?"
Kang Liyan said with a smile: "Don't you need to be jealous? She just thinks it's too boring here and asked me to bring her some brushes and dyes."
Leng Qianmo refused: "How can that be done? The dye has such a pungent smell and she is still pregnant."
Kang Liyan rolled his eyes: "You are so capable, it shouldn't be a problem to get some harmless dyes? Anyway, I don't have the ability, so! I'll leave the things to you." Kang Liyan patted Leng Qianmo.
shoulders and left the villa with a smile
The next day, Leng Qianmo specially asked several barrels of non-irritating and pollution-free paint to be shipped back from the United States. However, when he gave it to Yi Danyou, it was not from him. He asked Kang Liyan to say that it was from Kang Liyan.
When Yi Danyou saw Kang Liyan bringing her dyes and brushes, she was very happy and asked people to move the painting tools to a place she liked. Her daily pastime was just sitting on a chair and painting.
She only painted scenery and Fan Zhihui. Since the brush arrived, she would take the brush with her every time she went to the hospital. She went from early in the morning to late at night, and Fan Zhihui's condition became more and more serious.
Originally, she could still get out of bed and walk around, but now, she is fighting against the disease almost all the time, which makes her body weaken day by day. Every time she goes, she will bring a lot of food, even if she knows that Fan Zhihui
There will be no shortage of her nutritional supplements.
But other than that, she didn't know what she could do. Looking at Fan Zhihui's increasingly thin body, Yi Danyou sat beside her bed, crying again and again until her eyes turned red.
"Why? Why can't your disease be cured?" Yi Danyou was drawing, tears streaming down her face. She suddenly dropped her painting tools and started crying while hugging Fan Zhihui.
"It doesn't matter. I'm so cute. God must like me so much that he wants me to accompany him. Others haven't had this opportunity!" Fan Zhihui comforted Yi Danyou while crying. She didn't want to die. If
Yes, if she is allowed to live a few more years, she will definitely tell her Luoluo that she has loved him for more than ten years and she wants to accompany him, even if it means giving birth to a child for him! But all this is not good for her