“You’re really willing to give up the property and wealth you’ve accumulated over the past decade of hard work to just someone else?”
Zhou Zhongying bit his lip, laughed miserably, and burst into tears.
Pei Chuan stood up and said, "You have stayed in Kyoto, this geomantic treasure land, for long enough."
"Go back and find a small ravine with pleasant scenery to retire and spend your remaining years peacefully."
"Stop playing tricks on me. I'll only give you one chance."
"Just..."
He opened the door and his voice spread far away: "Consider it a thank you gift for letting me meet her."
"That, huh, little idiot."
He smiled, more tenderly than ever before.
...
Kyoto People's Hospital, Ward 318.
When Qin Yu was sent by the Kunlun disciples, the battle was so huge that the little nurse at the front desk was so shocked that her scalp went numb.
Two heroic female disciples from the inner sect supported him lovingly, one on the left and the other on the right, followed by more than 20 disciples from the guard hall to protect him along the way.
The chilling air that filled his body was overwhelming.
The doctor on duty turned pale when he received the notice, thinking he had been robbed in the middle of the night.
Fortunately, the leading Kunlun disciple was gentle and very friendly, which gradually made him feel relieved.
After a series of careful examinations, it was finally determined that Qin Yu had injured his lungs and needed to be hospitalized for recuperation.
At this moment, on the hospital bed, the girl with a haggard face stared straight out the window.
The night is lightless, as black as ink.
She obviously didn't see anything, but she seemed upset and sighed long and short from time to time.
A little cute, but more of a sadness and pity that I don't want to show to outsiders.
Luanfeng's "job" at the club was gone, and she couldn't raise the 500,000 yuan her mother needed for a kidney transplant.
My younger brother is still young and can still afford to buy a house, a car, a wife and have children.
It may be five or six years at a quick time, or more than ten years at a slow time. After all, it will take a while and a half.
However, my mother's condition cannot be delayed. In the words of the doctor, with her current condition, the earlier she undergoes a kidney transplant, the greater the success rate.
Five hundred thousand, if she could be ruthless, she would have successfully obtained it now.
Not to mention the "painful money" earned by sacrificing herself, the remuneration Zhou Zhongying gave her alone was enough to pay for her mother's huge medical expenses.
Unfortunately, she couldn't pass the test in her heart.
Killing someone for money and exchanging the life of an innocent person with his mother.
She was afraid, afraid of retribution, afraid of the wronged soul claiming her life.
Being timid and soft-hearted are her "bad habits" that she has had since she was a child.
The domestic dog at home was crushed to death by a tractor. She could hide in her room and cry for a long time, let alone a living person.
Now, she only hopes that Pei Chuan can keep his word and really lend her one million.
To be exact, it's 700,000.
Because the 300,000 yuan in cash Zhou Zhongying gave her in advance was deposited into her bank card early.
This money, maybe, probably, does not need to be paid back.
Thinking of this, the girl swept away her previous gloomy melancholy and couldn't help but purse her lips and snicker.
It seems that it is not very unlucky.
She thought secretly, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise.
Outside the ward, Situ Ran, the leader of the inner sect who accompanied Pei Chuan to visit, asked bluntly: "Is the sun coming out in the west?"
"How serious is it that if you don't do anything like a prodigal son in love who has a lot of wives and concubines?"
"This girl..."
He frowned slightly, crossed his arms across his chest and said, "It looks good, but it doesn't make you stunning, right?"
"Over the years, there have been many girls who have slept with you in my arms and are more beautiful than her."
"I didn't see you tempted either."
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?"
Pei Chuan smiled and said nothing, with purple energy floating in his eyes.
Situ Ran said unexpectedly: "Have you broken through the Xuanling Master?"
"Oh, not bad."
"When did it happen?"
Pei Chuan explained: "She said she didn't want to harm anyone and asked me to lend her one million yuan."
