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After confirming that there was no problem, he dared to give it to Ji Yang.

Chinese herbal medicine has an advantage. As long as it is not poisonous, it will not cure him or kill him, and it will not make his illness worse. Ji Yang's illness is getting worse and worse, and he can't wait.

After taking the medicine back, Shen Kexi personally boiled it for him every day. He originally said that he would stop taking the Chinese medicine he had taken for so many years and asked people not to send it over.

Ji Yang refused.

Shen Kexi was puzzled.

"Over the years, I have always suspected a question." He leaned against the head of the bed with a very cold look, "Why didn't the medicine I took get any better? Instead, my body is getting worse."

"If it can be cured this time, I want to see who is behind it!"

Shen Kexi was stunned at first, and then his pupils shrank sharply, and he trembled with anger.

Money and power make people greedy. In this circle, legitimate children and illegitimate children compete for property, brothers and sisters compete for property, and cousins ​​compete for property. All kinds of things emerge in an endless stream, and their three views are constantly refreshed.

But she never thought that someone would make a fuss about Ji Yang's illness.

Who else could be the suspect?

She was so angry that she could not help but said, "The medicine is almost ready. I will bring it to you first."

Ji Yang looked at her, and the light in his eyes was a little less.

The prescription was bought from the system supermarket, which he rarely used. The price was really expensive. He might not be able to make it back by completing a few tasks, and it could not directly restore his body.

This body has been taking medicine for many years, and he has become accustomed to it. Otherwise, it would be really hard for him.

It is really weak and difficult to treat, but it has been getting worse for so long. After all, someone is playing tricks on him. Xu Qin does not want him to die all of a sudden.

It is best to hang on half-dead, which will not hinder anything. Instead, it will distract the energy of Li Zi and Old Lady Ji. They have almost succeeded in the past two years and started to act.

But this life is tough. He can survive with expensive medicine.

In the last life, if his son had not been in trouble, he could live for a few more years.

Shen Kexi brought the medicine, and Ji Yang drank it without changing his expression.

"Do you want to sleep for a while?" She put the bowl aside and whispered to him.

"Mother Feng made strawberry jam, do you want to try it?" Ji Yang did not answer her, but looked at her. His eyes were like the blue sea, calm and ripple-free, but if you look closely, there are storms hidden.

Shen Kexi was a little restrained and dodged every time she met his gaze.

It was as if both of them knew that something was deteriorating, but no one had broken through that layer of paper, and at this time, they did not have the courage and mind to break through.

"I'm going to sleep. I didn't sleep yesterday." Ji Yang lay down slowly, speaking in a dragging voice, and his spirit was not high.

"Go to sleep, I'll go down to taste it, and if it's delicious, I'll give you some."

After Shen Kexi finished speaking, she went forward to cover him with a quilt. The two were very close, and she could feel his eyes on her face all the time, and her movements slowly became stiff.

After covering him, he got up and closed the curtains, and turned on the warm yellow light on the side of the bed.

He likes to sleep like this.

When Shen Kexi turned around and walked out again, Ji Yang called her, his words were very gentle and soft, "Kexi..."

She stopped.

Before she turned around, his low and hoarse voice came again, "I began to cherish my life."

Her eyes were sore and swollen, the light surged, and the corners of her mouth trembled. She didn't dare to turn her head, trying to suppress her emotions, and smiled, "It will be fine, it will be fine slowly."

"Yeah."

*

At the traffic light intersection.

A black car slowly drove forward, and a man sat in the back. He was wearing a suit, with white hair on his temples, his eyes closed, and his lips tightly pursed.

The hand on the side was clenched tightly.

The car slowly drove to an abandoned warehouse, and when it arrived at the location, he got out of the car.

Yi Nancheng had been waiting there for a long time, and there was a camera next to him. Xu Qin was sitting in the office, leaning on the chair, watching the scene on the other side.

"I brought the contract. As long as you owe it, your son's debt can be repaid immediately." Yi Nancheng didn't say nonsense, and directly asked someone to take out the contract and spoke to Xu Dong.

Xu Qin supported his chin with his hand and squinted his eyes.

Xu Dong had 6% in his hand. As long as he got it, he would have 11% of the shares.

If Li Zi didn't give it to him, Old Lady Ji would get some after a hundred years. He was determined to get this company!

In the video, Xu Dong smiled sarcastically, looked at Yi Nancheng, and slowly said, "The shares are sold."

"What?!" Yi Nancheng stood up directly, then stabilized, smiled and looked at Xu Dong, obviously unbelieving, "Mr. Xu is not joking, right?"

Xu Qin couldn't sit still. This game had been set up for a long time, and it was not easy to close the net. Now he was talking about the meat flying off his mouth?

"What are you joking about?" Seeing him like this, Xu Dong laughed even more, leaned forward, lowered his voice, and emphasized word by word with a hint of complacency, "Sold, I just sold it yesterday."

After saying that, he still gritted his teeth, hated Yi Nancheng to the bone, and his eyes were stained with scarlet.

His only child was carefully designed and led astray, and he almost broke up his family. He hated it! I hate those who plotted against me, and I will never let them succeed.

"Fuck!" Yi Nancheng kicked over the chair, picked up Xu Dong, and punched him.

Xu Dong was still laughing.

With a hoarse and proud look, he felt pleasure watching his veins throbbing with anger.

Xu Dong did not bring anyone with him, and the driver was also outside, but no one could be killed, so when Yi Nancheng was almost done, Xu Qin called for a stop.

"Ask him who he sold it to?" Xu Qin grabbed the table with his hands, his fingers turned white, and his eyes were gloomy.

Yi Nancheng listened to the voice coming from the headset and looked at Xu Dong, "Tell me who he sold it to?"

"Do you think he will tell me who he is? Will he let me know?" Xu Dong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his tone was sarcastic, and the hatred in his eyes was even stronger.