Less than fifteen minutes after attending the lecture, Wen Lunhua felt his heart hurt. Maybe it was because he was too tired, so he walked out of the classroom holding his heart.
Fan Mingzhuo noticed something strange about him, but due to his behavior just now, he did not chase him out.
Wen Lunhua finally walked to the car, took out the medicine and took it.
But the pain did not diminish, and even greater pain crazily attacked his body. He rolled on the car in pain, and his heart seemed to be starting to rot.
The demon of pain distorted the young man's delicate and picturesque face. He panted and panted again and again, and finally seemed to have no strength left to pant again...
Purple nails, purple lips, even the face turned purple——
"Yan Zhen... Yan Zhen... Xiao Zhen..."
The young man in pain shouted angrily, wanting to see her again, hug her, kiss her...
Yan Zhen, if I leave like this, don't cry, okay?
"Brother." Camille hurriedly opened the car door, her clean face covered with tears. Fortunately, she didn't go far. Thinking of the pain he suffered from the disease last night, she wanted to take the pain for him.
Professional compressions gradually relieved the boy's face.
"younger sister."
"Brother." Camille hugged him, water dripping on his face.
The young man struggled to wipe away her tears, "It seems that I can't go back to school. Just tell Xiao Zhen that I am very busy. If I am no longer here, tell her that I have gone abroad."
"No, no." Camille shouted frantically, "I'm going to send you abroad. I've found a suitable donor for the heart."
The boy's pale face forced a smile, "It's useless, isn't it?"
Not just the heart, but even the flesh next to the heart was starting to rot, he could feel it.
"If it's useful, it will definitely be useful." Camille let him go and stepped on the accelerator crazily, "Let's go to the airport right now, and I'll book a flight ticket right away."
The young man shouted angrily, "Sister - don't -"
Yan Zhen's heart suddenly felt a stabbing pain, which made her shed a tear. The pain was unforgettable, just like when she saw her parents lying quietly in the car——
When she thought of her parents, Yan Zhen couldn't help but lie on the table and sob.
Yan Zhen cried inexplicably, which frightened Ban Xiaoyi. She gently shook her, "Yan Zhen, what's wrong?"
Yan Zhen didn't answer, and her tears flowed more violently. She didn't know what happened today, and she really wanted to cry. In the past, when Ning Ruxi's brother and sister bullied her, she just felt aggrieved, but now she feels pain.