Chapter 5490: He Tricked Me

The window that blocked her view opened after a few seconds, and the man's outstanding appearance was no different from when they separated, with a high nose bridge and arched eyebrows.

He half leaned back in the car, half of his body intruded into the darkness, and the corners of his crimson lips were raised for no reason: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Nian's eyes paused at his thin lips for a few seconds.

The man's Adam's apple rolled, sharply cutting his white neck. He sat in the dark and relaxed a little more, letting her look at him and smiled.

"Why are you back?"

"Are you not feeling uncomfortable?" Qiao Nian frowned, her eyes were cold and sharp, as if she wanted to see through his true soul under his skin.

Ye Wangchuan paused for a moment and looked into her eyes: "No."

"Really?"

Qiao Nian tried to identify the strangeness in his eyes, but she didn't know if he hid it too well, or if he really didn't feel uncomfortable, so she couldn't identify it.

"No." Ye Wangchuan patted the back of her hand firmly, smiled, and joked lazily: "If Qiao Shen doesn't leave, I will assume that you don't want to leave."

"Can't bear to leave me?"

Qiao Nian's heartbeat was disturbed by his short words. She withdrew her elbows from the car window, put her hands in her pockets, and returned to her usual aloofness.

"Let's go."

"Yeah."

Ye Wangchuan responded.

Qiao Nian turned back and looked at him halfway. Ye Wangchuan wanted to know if she would turn back. He ran into the man's shallow smile and waved at her from the car.

Qiao Nian's eyelids twitched twice, and she quickly retracted her sight and turned back. This time she left without looking back, and her back quickly disappeared in the underground garage...

When the girl's figure disappeared from sight again, the man who had just smiled and waved his hand arched his back slightly and suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood.

He didn't even have time to block it. His veiny arm supported the edge of the seat, and the dark blood sprayed on the car window. The remaining blood flowed down the lower edge of the corner of his lips, which was shocking.

"Buzz--"

Zhong Yilu called.

Ye Wangchuan's veiny hand picked up the phone on the passenger seat and answered the call after enduring the initial dizziness.

"Hello."

There was no difference in his voice.

But Zhong Yilu was a doctor, and a doctor who had read countless cases of world problems, so he still heard something wrong.

Zhong Yilu hung up the phone decisively.

The next second, a video popped up.

Ye Wangchuan answered it with a wry smile, put the phone on the stand, and turned sideways to get the tissue.

Zhong Yilu adapted to the dim light of the lens here, and immediately noticed the dark red of the stars. His expression changed slightly on the other end of the video.

"You're having another attack?"

"Didn't it happen yesterday afternoon?"

"How could it happen again!"

Ye Wangchuan took out a tissue and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, absent-mindedly saying, "It's okay."

Zhong Yilu's face flushed red, and veins popped out on his forehead: "You call this okay? Ah! Be careful, you might die suddenly and no one will know!"

"I won't die." Ye Wangchuan looked at the old man on the other side of the camera with his eyebrows and eyes, and leaned back on the chair because of discomfort: "I still have to stay alive to marry a wife."

"Heh." Zhong Yilu sneered.

Ye Wangchuan crumpled the tissue that wiped the blood into a ball and threw it away. It was no longer possible to see that he had vomited blood on his face, but his complexion was not very good.

"Don't tell her."

"Q already suspected it." Zhong Yilu emphasized!

"She rushed to find you and tested me in the hospital. Do you think she would not notice that something was wrong with you with her keenness?" (End of this chapter)