Under the dim yellow corridor lamp, Jiang Rourou lowered her head, stared at Lin Nanqiao in front of her, and her red lips slowly opened:

"Do you know why Fu Jinghao must marry you?"

Lin Nanqiao looked up and looked at her in some confusion.

"Because he's dying, he wants to fulfill his last wish. He hasn't treated you well before your marriage, so this time, he wants to be a husband and wife with you."

"He has lung cancer for a long time..."

The word lung cancer was introduced into Lin Nanqiao's ears, which made her pupils open. She looked at Jiang rourourou in horror.

"I know you may not believe it, but what I said is true. Fu Jinghao's lung cancer is advanced, and there is little chance that he can be cured, and... He has always abandoned himself and is unwilling to cooperate with the treatment." Jiang rourourou paused and continued.

Lin Nanqiao's hands hanging from the wheelchair were constantly tightened, and his shoulders trembled gently.

Jiang rourourou sobbed, looked down at Lin Nanqiao and continued to say, "Miss Lin... Jing Hao donated blood to Xiao Si before. He was very weak. He had only rested for a week and now he has a kidney transplant. I'm really afraid of something wrong with him."

"Even for the sake of growing up with you, I beg you to persuade him to receive treatment! If he continues like this, he may not live for half a year."

Jiang Rourou's low voice was mixed with pleading.

She hated Lin Nanqiao, she took Fu Jinghao away, and she lived in Fu Jinghao's heart for so many years.

However, compared with Fu Jinghao's life, these hates are not worth mentioning. Now that Fu Jinghao has undergone kidney transplantation, it is not certain whether he can live or not.

Lin Nan buckwheat kept tightening his hands and gently closed his eyes. His chest seemed to be blocked by something. It was terrible.

She gently closed her eyes, let her heart pull and squeezed out her voice: "I know. Thank you for telling me this. I... Will persuade Fu Jinghao."

"Thank you," Jiang rourourou said hoarsely, taking back her tears.

Lin Nanqiao bit his lip and looked up at Jiang rourourou: "you really love Fu Jinghao."

Jiang Rourou's eyes dodged, and some people looked at ten thousand years.

For her, Fu Jinghao is such a person. From the first sight, she can't help falling in love.

.......

On the way back from the hospital, Lin Nanqiao didn't speak, and Ji Xicheng didn't speak either. The atmosphere in the carriage seemed a little cramped and suffocating.

Lin Nanqiao breathed softly. He couldn't help turning his head and looking at jixicheng driving. He opened his mouth and said softly, "jixicheng... I... Have something to tell you."

"If you tell me about Fu Jinghao, don't tell me. I won't allow you to be with him."

Before Lin Nanqiao's voice fell, Ji Xicheng suddenly opened his mouth.

The voice is very low, and in a simple sentence, there is no room for negotiation.

Lin Nanqiao was helpless and bit harder.

Damn it! Is he a roundworm in her stomach? Why did he know before she said anything

After thinking about it, Lin Nanqiao took a breath and tried to keep his voice down.

"Fu Jinghao became what he is now in order to donate a kidney to my father. Shouldn't I take care of him?"

"You won't. You should even care about this!"

Lin Nanqiao whispered, his tone mixed with a little displeasure.

Ji Xicheng slowly stepped on the brake and turned to look at Lin Nanqiao.

"You can't even take care of yourself. How can you take care of Fu Jinghao? There will be medical care in the hospital. I allow you to see him."

"Buckwheat, no man can stand his wife taking care of other men every day. I'm not a saint, and my heart is very small. I'm not so generous. This is the limit I can do."

Lin Nanqiao opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but seeing Ji Xicheng staring at her very seriously, she felt inexplicably guilty. She slowly lowered her head and pursed her mouth without talking.

The car drove all the way to the villa.

This night, both of them lay on their sides, and the atmosphere was very calm.

Lin Nanqiao wanted to persuade Fu Jinghao, but what Lin Nanqiao didn't expect was that after Fu Jinghao woke up the next day, he asked his assistant to go through the transfer formalities.

Lin Nanqiao had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and call Fu Jinghao.

Fortunately, they answered the phone soon.

"Hey, you... Why did you suddenly leave the hospital? Didn't say a word." as soon as the phone was answered, Lin Nanqiao immediately opened his mouth anxiously.

At the other end of the phone, Fu Jinghao pulled his cracked lips.

"It's not easy for you and that guy to get back together. I won't bother you. Besides, I want face. I'm like this now... I don't want you to see."

Fu Jinghao narrowed his eyes and said half jokingly.

Lin Nanqiao held his mobile phone slightly tight and knew that he was comforting himself. The reason why he said this was because... The disease is really serious!

She sighed helplessly. She tried to calm herself down and said with a smile: "well, but you must promise me that you must treat well, isn't it lung cancer? It's no big deal. By the way, I'm going to have a wedding with Ji Xicheng. You must come to my wedding in good health!"

The word wedding, like two knives, stabbed Fu Jinghao's heart.

He held his eyes for a long time before he gave a light hum.

After hanging up Fu Jinghao's phone, Lin Nanqiao was inexplicably relieved.

That's it.

Thank him for his help.

There will be no more disputes

.......

The wedding was put on the agenda. Lin Nanqiao thought he was inconvenient and would have a hard time preparing for the wedding, but Ji Xicheng took care of everything. Not only the wedding dress was booked in advance, but also the venue and banquet guests, almost all of whom were busy.

"I never thought I would get married in a wheelchair one day."

Lin Nanqiao turned his head and said to Ji Xicheng with a smile while looking at the wedding dress.

Ji Xicheng was slightly stunned and frowned: "in fact, it's OK to hold the wedding when your legs recover."

During this period of time, Lin Nanqiao has been recovering. In fact, his legs have almost recovered. He can be completely better in a period of time, so he is not in a hurry at this time.

"But... My father said, there is only one good day this year! Unless you want to have a wedding next year?" Lin Nanqiao blinked and sighed.

In a word, Jixi City shut up in an instant.

Although he doesn't believe it, as long as he is with Lin Nanqiao, every day is a good day, isn't it.

But Lin Changqing doesn't think much. After all, he is a lifelong man with his own persistence.

Moreover, he wants to marry someone else's daughter. Naturally, he wants to listen to others.