Leng Bing stood in front of Zhao Gangjun and handed a bank card to Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangrong glanced at Leng Bing.
"Although it's a bit far away from 100 million, it can still help a little." Leng Bing had no expression on his face and no emotion in his words.
"No need." Zhao Gangjun shook his head.
Leng Bing frowned slightly.
"Enough money." Zhao Gangjun said.
"One hundred million?"
Leng Bing asked.
"Um."
Leng Bing suddenly remembered the few gems Zhao Gangjun got last time.
"The gems are sold, I'm sorry. I originally planned to sell the gems and share the money together, but now I have spent all the money..." Zhao Gangjun said apologetically.
"Idiot."
Leng Bing glanced at Zhao Gangjun with contempt.
Zhao Gangjun was stunned for a moment, then smiled gratefully.
"Sister Wu, everything will be fine, right?"
Huang Lingling sat next to Guo Furong and asked in a low voice.
"There shouldn't be any problem. Ji people have their own destiny." Guo Furong said.
Huang Lingling glanced at Zhao Gangjun who was not far away with a little worry, and said, "Sister Wu has helped Gangjun so much. If she falls down at this time, I don't know how big the blow will be to Gangjun."
Guo Furong sighed helplessly and secretly said that Wu Yaoqin was Zhao Gangjun's lover. If something happened to her, it would certainly be a big blow to Zhao Gangjun.
It is naturally impossible for Guo Furong to tell Huang Lingling these words, just like the fact that she is also Zhao Gangjun's little lover.
Zhao Gangjun looked at the closed door of the ward.
Wu Yaoqin is inside.
Zhao Gangjun is outside.
Zhao Gangjun suddenly figured something out.
Why did Wu Yaoqin go out for so long as soon as she went out for inspection?
It turned out that Wu Yaoqin had known for a long time that she had leukemia.
It turned out that Wu Yaoqin just didn't want him to worry or spend meaningless money.
Blood cancer can be controlled, but it requires a lot of money.
This money is affordable for the developing Zhao Gangjun, but it will definitely bring Zhao Gangjun's career to a halt.
Blood cancer can also be treated, but it costs more money.
Wu Yaoqin basically never considered 100 million.
In the middle of the night, Wu Yaoqin woke up.
The doctor said that the patient's condition is now stable and he can go in for a check-up. Of course, don't let too many people go in at one time and go in one by one.
Chen Keke went in first and came out after staying for more than ten minutes.
Zhao Gangjun was the second to enter.
Walked to Wu Yaoqin's hospital bed.
Wu Yaoqin's face was pale, as white as paper. There was no blood, and Wu Yaoqin's originally beautiful long hair was all gone.
This is the result of emergency chemotherapy.
"Silly boy."
Seeing Zhao Gangjun standing in front of her, Wu Yaoqin shook her head.
"I won't allow you to die."
Zhao Gangjun stood in front of the window with a stubborn expression.
"Who won't die?"
A forced smile appeared on Wu Yaoqin's lips and she said, "I will die, you will die, we will all die. It's just a matter of time. I have lived long enough and wonderfully enough. If I die, there will be no regrets. You can't do it.
You have suffered for me."
"I won't let you die, and no one can let you die. Whoever lets you die, I'll let him die."
Zhao Gangjun said.
"I originally planned to die outside quietly, but... I want to see you after all."
Wu Yaoqin stretched out her hand and wanted to touch Zhao Gangjun's face. However, her hand was shaking violently. The distance was not far. For Wu Yaoqin, it was like touching from the ground to the sky.
Zhao Gangjun pulled up a chair and sat beside Wu Yaoqin's bed, then grabbed Wu Yaoqin's hand and put it on his face.
Wu Yaoqin's hands were very cold.
Zhao Gangjun's body became cold as a result of the cold.
Zhao Gangjun's body was trembling slightly.
Wu Yaoqin tilted her head and looked at Zhao Gangjun, her eyes full of tenderness.
"You look exactly like that damn guy from my family back in the day."
Wu Yaoqin said.
"I am me."
Zhao Gangjun held Wu Yaoqin's hand and said, "I am not him. I am your man now."
"Man...hehe."
Wu Yaoqin shook her head, put her hands on the bed weakly, and said, "Actually, I have always felt that men are not very reliable."
Zhao Gangrong said nothing and looked at Wu Yaoqin.
Wu Yaoqin rested for a while, and then continued, "However, you are an exception."
Zhao Gangjun twitched the corner of his mouth, it was considered a smile, but it was uglier than crying.
"So I want to come back and see you."
Wu Yaoqin's breathing gradually became louder, "I'm afraid that if I die outside, I won't be able to see you and Coco one last time. I don't want to die like that."
"Now you see it."
Zhao Gangjun said, "So you can't die either."
Wu Yaoqin looked at Zhao Gangjun in trance.
After a long time, he said, "Actually, I really like you."
"me too."
Zhao Gangjun grabbed Wu Yaoqin's hand on the bedside and said, "I have always liked you, and I like how you tolerate everything about me."
"If I really die, Gang Bong, you have to take good care of Coco." Wu Yaoqin took a few quick breaths.
"Keke, take care of yourself."
Zhao Gangjun shook his head and said, "When you get better, you can take good care of her."
Wu Yaoqin's breathing became more and more rapid.
The heart monitor beeps faster and faster.
"doctor!"
Zhao Gangjun stood up quickly and shouted.
The doctor rushed in from outside.
"Complications have occurred!! Rescue immediately!"
The doctor's face was serious, and several nurses gathered around Wu Yaoqin and began to perform rescue operations.
Zhao Gangrong stood aside, watching all this a little at a loss.
This was the second time he felt he was powerless over something.
The first time was when Huang Lingling entered the rescue room.
Zhao Gangjun didn't know what he should do, and he didn't know what he could do.
He can't be of any help.
He has no strength.
He can fight.
He has the level of a B-level hunter.
He can knock down walls with one punch.
He is rich, and his father has countless wealth, which will all be his in the future.
He has the power, he is the eldest son of the Zhao family, the Kang family is nothing in front of the Zhao family.
He has it all.
But there's nothing he can do now.
Zhao Gangjun clenched his fists.
"You go out."
The doctor said, "It's just a complication, not life-threatening."
Zhao Gangjun turned around and walked out of the ward, walked to the corner, and leaned against the wall.
"This is fate."
Huang Lingling appeared next to Zhao Gangjun and said, "We can only pray."
Zhao Gangjun nodded but said nothing.
Wu Yaoqin's condition is under control again.
The sky slowly gets brighter.
Zhao Gangjun didn't sleep, and neither did anyone else.
The night passed like this.
When news came that the plane had safely arrived in the United States, the next step was to buy medicine.
Fortunately, the U.S. side had prepared the medicine in advance because of someone's call.
Ninety million, not a penny more, not a penny less.
Soon, people sent from the hospital got the medicine and sent it back to the plane.
The plane only stayed in the United States for a few hours and then flew back to China.