Chapter 899 Heatstroke

"You are taking medicine to cure your illness, but at the same time you are putting your life to work. Don't you know that your illness requires rest? Are you short of money recently? As I said earlier, the problem of money..."

"Doctor Nie, I will go for a reexamination in a few days, thank you very much." Song Lishu hurriedly interrupted Nie Ziyu.

Every time money was mentioned, she would change the subject.

At ten o'clock in the evening, when Song Lishu came home, Huo Baiyuan stuck to her and talked, but she didn't even have the strength to respond at all. She went into the bathroom and took a shower, thinking about going to bed quickly so that it wouldn't be too uncomfortable.

After taking a bath, Huo Baiyuan opened his arms towards her, and before he could hug Song Lishu, he suddenly saw Song Lishu lying on the bed limply.

"Nian Wei!"

Huo Baiyuan hurriedly hugged Song Lishu.

Song Lishu covered his chest with his hands, raised his head, and opened his mouth, as if he couldn't breathe, his small face was flushed red.

"Nianwei, what's wrong with you?" Huo Baiyuan saw something was wrong and asked hastily.

Song Lishu slowly raised his hand, pressed his head, and suddenly slapped it twice in pain, his voice was weak and hoarse: "Head...it hurts so much."

It hurts like it's about to burst.

When Song Lishu was in a daze, Huo Baiyuan suddenly grabbed Song Lishu's waist, picked her up horizontally, and walked out of the bathroom.

Song Lishu subconsciously clasped his arms firmly around the man's neck, looking at him in panic.

Huo Baiyuan hugged Song Lishu to the bathroom, laid him down on the bed, then leaned over, lowered his head, and quickly approached Song Lishu's face.

Song Lishu hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, stared at the man above him with wide eyes, and asked in a stuttering voice, "What...what are you doing?"

Huo Baiyuan blinked, and said calmly: "Nianwei, I want to kiss you."

Song Lishu shook his head vigorously: "No."

Huo Baiyuan asked in puzzlement, "Why?"

Song Lishu was speechless for a moment.

Why?

Because she is not the real Jiang Nianwei.

Huo Baiyuan pouted, and put on that aggrieved look again, staring straight at Song Lishu with a pair of expectant eyes: "Just a kiss, really just a kiss, okay?"

Looking at Xia like this, Song Lishu's heart seemed to soften into a puddle of water in an instant, with slight ripples appearing.

How should I refuse?

She couldn't refuse.

"Then... just kiss on the face."

Huo Baiyuan nodded: "Take your hands away to cover your face."

Song Li thought the letter was true, and put down her hand. The moment her hand withdrew from her lips, Huo Baiyuan suddenly lowered his head and pecked her lips.

Song Lishu was dumbfounded, and stared at Huo Baiyuan in disbelief, but saw a sly smile on the corner of the man's lips, and said with a grin, "You've been fooled."

Poor like an abandoned child.

At this moment, he must be at home, holding the clock, counting the seconds, fidgeting and waiting for her to come home.

"Doctor Nie, how is my condition?" Song Lishu asked.

Nie Ziyu looked at the report in his hand, breathing heavily: "It has deteriorated."

Song Lishu's face was stiff.

Yes, it was expected, wasn't it?

Of course, things like cancer can only get worse, how can it possibly get better?

Song Lishu pinched his fingers helplessly, and asked, "Then... how long can I live?"

"Li Shu." Nie Ziyu put down the report, looked at Song Li Shu, and said, "Don't always feel that you are going to die. What you need to do now is treatment. A positive and optimistic attitude also has a great impact on the condition."

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