Chapter 194 Extra 4: Vacation
It was the midsummer holiday month again, and the weather was hot. This time, Jiang Yanyu did not take Luo Qinglin to the beach to bask in the sun, but went back to Lincheng to escape the summer heat.
The summer in Lincheng is extremely cool, with the highest temperature not exceeding 30 degrees. Without fans or air conditioners, the indoor temperature can be kept at around 25 degrees.
There are still students attending classes at Lincheng No. 1 Middle School, most of them are senior high school students. In order to prepare for the college entrance examination, they stay in school for the entire summer vacation to attend classes and study just like during the semester.
When he got home, Luo Qinglin was tortured first, tossed and turned for a few times, then had a good sleep, and slept until night before going out with Jiang Yanyu.
There was no snack street around Lincheng No. 1 Middle School, so the two first went to the coffee shop where Luo Qinglin used to work to see if the owner of the coffee shop was still there.
Luo Qinglin kept his boss's phone number, but since they hadn't been in touch for a long time, the call was no longer connected, and he didn't know whether the cafe was still there.
The cafe is still there, but the owner seems to have changed.
When Luo Qinglin pushed open the door, he found a tall and sturdy man standing in front of the counter. He had a fierce look in his eyes and looked like someone who was not someone to be trifled with.
"Welcome." The man's voice was hoarse and low, but it was very penetrating, and there was no intention of welcoming guests.
"......Hello."
Luo Qinglin walked in carefully, found a seat by the window and sat down, while Jiang Yanyu still had that lazy attitude, looking around and taking in the changes in the cafe.
"What would you like to drink?" The man frowned slightly and handed the menu to the two of them.
There were no other employees in the store, only the man, and there were very few customers. Business was not as booming as it was back then.
Luo Qinglin roughly flipped through the menu and found that the menu had not changed, so he asked, "Are there any recommended products this week?"
The man was stunned when he heard this, and replied, "No, whatever you want to order, just follow the restaurant on the menu."
"A cup of hot cocoa." Jiang Yanyu ordered randomly without even looking at the menu.
“Sorry,” the man responded, “we don’t have hot cocoa in the store.”
"Tsk, why don't we even have hot cocoa now? Before..."
"A glass of raspberry sparkling water and a glass of iced mocha, thank you." Luo Qinglin interrupted Jiang Yanyu's complaints in time and returned the menu to the man.
The man took the menu, said nothing, and walked back to the counter to make drinks.
The man was very fast. In just a few minutes, a twice-large drink was brought up and placed on Luo Qinglin's table.
Jiang Yanyu especially likes cocoa-flavored drinks. The stronger the cocoa taste, the more satisfied he is. This cup of mocha tastes bitter, and Jiang Yanyu is very dissatisfied.
Luo Qinglin took a sip of the raspberry sparkling water. It was just OK, but acceptable. However, he felt disappointed because he thought he could taste the flavor in his memory.
"Where on earth did Brother Yan go? I can't get through to him on the phone..." Luo Qinglin muttered softly.
"Who are you looking for? I'll help you find it." Jiang Yanyu threw away the mocha with disgust. He really didn't want to drink it.
Luo Qinglin carefully used a straw to scoop up a breath of water and did not notice that the man was looking at him with a wary look.
"What do you want from Yan Wen?" the man walked up to their table and asked aggressively.
Jiang Yanyu was already annoyed by the unpalatable drink, and when the producer himself came up to him and questioned him, he immediately wanted to start cursing.
"Do you know Brother Yan?" Luo Qinglin pushed Jiang Yanyu behind him and asked, "Where is he now? I can't get through the phone."
"Who are you? What do you want from him?" The man was extremely alert and didn't speak easily. His eyes were guarded, his body was full of tendons, and he looked aggressive.
Why does this guy look like a hedgehog?
Luo Qinglin pursed his throat, smiled, and explained in a gentle voice: "I used to work here. I came back to Lincheng to rest this month. I wanted to see if Brother Yan was here."
The man stared at the two of them, examining them for a long time, and then confirmed that Luo Qinglin had no bad intentions before answering, "He is sick and is in the hospital."
"Sick? What's wrong?" Luo Qinglin asked.
"Pancreatic cancer. I had surgery last month and am still in the hospital for observation and treatment," the man replied.
"Pancreatic cancer?!" Luo Qinglin didn't expect it to be so serious. He stood up immediately and asked anxiously, "Which hospital is he hospitalized in?"
The man sent the address to the two of them, thought for a moment, worried about Yan Wen's safety, so he decided to close the store for a day and go to the hospital with the two of them.
Since marrying Luo Qinglin, Jiang Yanyu's behavior has become more and more exaggerated, and he doesn't even want to pretend.
Jiang Yanyu sent the address to the driver, and the driver drove a modified Mercedes-Benz to the front of the coffee shop with great momentum.
"You sit in the front." Jiang Yanyu said to the man in a commanding manner, and took Luo Qinglin to the back seat.
After getting in the car, Luo Qinglin couldn't help but ask: "How was the result of the operation? Was the postoperative treatment smooth?"
The man glanced at Jiang Yanyu in the rearview mirror, as if he was extremely disgusted by this behavior, and quickly shifted his gaze to Luo Qinglin, "We are still observing, and no signs of lesion metastasis have been found so far."
Jiang Yanyu was very sensitive to the hostility of others. When a man looked at her with contempt, she directly touched his pain point and said, "Sir, the brand of the clothes you are wearing is founded by me, and the group to which this brand belongs is also managed by me."
The man was stunned and looked down at the pirated T-shirt he was wearing. Although his expression did not change, his eyes showed some embarrassment.
Luo Qinglin glared at Jiang Yanyu, warning him not to cause trouble, and asked gently, "Are you Brother Yan's...?"
"I am his lover, Zhou Qican." the man replied.
"Mr. Zhou," Luo Qinglin said with a formal smile, "My name is Luo Qinglin, and this is also my lover, Jiang Yanyu."
Zhou Qican was no longer on guard like before. He coughed lightly, not knowing what to say. His ferocity was mixed with a funny simplicity. He just waited for Luo Qinglin to ask questions.
Lincheng is very small. Even though it has been rapidly developed in recent years, it is still a small city. After driving for more than twenty minutes, we arrived at our destination.
Jiang Yanyu looked at the familiar intention and suddenly thought of the haggard appearance of Jiang Chan's mother when she passed away. She didn't even want to let Luo Qinglin go in to see the patient, for fear that he would be scared.
But this was just a thought. Jiang Yanyu followed Luo Qinglin, slowly walked into the familiar elevator, and arrived at the familiar floor.
Jiang Yanyu had met Yan Wen several times at that time.
Most of the time, Jiang Yanyu would sneak into the coffee shop, wear a hat and sunglasses, sit in the corner, and secretly observe Luo Qinglin.
The first time he was caught by Yan Wen, Yan Wen thought he was a perverted college student who was going to do something indecent to Luo Qinglin.
Yan Wen was relieved after knowing that he was a student of Lincheng No. 1 Middle School. He smiled at his vicious "warning" as if watching a show, and indeed did not tell Luo Qinglin about this, only treating him as one of his countless secret admirers.
Memories came back little by little, including Lin Sangchen, the emaciated woman, that summer full of fireworks, and the winter when he followed Luo Qinglin.
The ward still had the familiar configuration, with three people in a room. The man in the middle was reading a book, and he didn't look very well.
"Wenwen," Zhou Qican walked up to Yanwen, "your former employee, junior... no, your friend is here to see you."
Zhou Qican didn't know how to introduce Luo Qinglin, and he mentioned several identities and stammered.
Yan Wen raised his head. He had been looking weak before he fell ill. Now that he was sick, he looked even more haggard, with a pale face and pale lips.
Although her cheeks were sunken, her beauty lay in the bones, not in the skin. Her illness had only taken away her vitality, but not her beauty or her delicate skin.
"Brother Yan, do you still remember me?" Luo Qinglin walked up to Yan Wen and showed a warm smile.
Yan Wen's eyes moved between Luo Qinglin and Jiang Yanyu. After a moment of silence, a cunning light flashed in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Of course I remember. You are Qinglin."
After saying that, Yan Wen looked at Jiang Yanyu who was standing behind Luo Qinglin, raised his eyebrows and said, "I remember you too, Qinglin's classmate, stalker, and crazy admirer."
Luo Qinglin froze for a moment, turned his head awkwardly, glared at Jiang Yanyu, reminded him to control his emotions, and then took the initiative to introduce: "He... is my lover now, we got married last year."
Yan Wen was no longer as mature and gentle as before, but instead had a naughty childishness. His face was pale from surgery and chemotherapy, but he spoke with energy.
"Married? That's great." Yan Wen nodded, with a smile in his voice, "Qinglin, why did you go back to Lincheng? I thought you would never come back."
"I was busy with work in the past few years. I'm on vacation recently, so I planned to come back and visit." Luo Qinglin replied.
Yan Wen nodded his chin towards Zhou Qican, and Zhou Qican consciously helped him off the bed, put on his slippers, and put his big hands on his slender waist to help him stand.
"That's great. I also want to go out for some fresh air," Yan Wen said, "Let's go outside and talk."
Arriving at the lawn, Zhou Qican helped Yan Wen sit on a public seat, silently put his phone in the pocket of his hospital gown, turned around and left without disturbing Yan Wen's chat.
Luo Qinglin sat next to Yan Wen, while Jiang Yanyu ignored Zhou Qican's eye hints and sat opposite him, crossing his legs, looking arrogant and cold, and insisted on listening to the two people's conversation.
"Why is he the same as before?" Yan Wen couldn't help but laugh, "He used to peek at you in the store, and he acted as if he was justified after I caught him."
Jiang Yanyu was teased but remained calm.
Seeing his appearance, Yan Wen burst out laughing again, "By the way, when I caught him, he looked exactly like this. Exactly the same."
Luo Qinglin was afraid that the vixen would get angry, so he quickly changed the subject and asked, "Brother Yan, why can't I get through to you?"
Yan Wen was silent for a moment, then replied, "The original phone number is no longer needed. I'll tell you the new one."
After exchanging new contact information, Luo Qinglin asked again: "Brother Yan, your condition..."
"Not bad. The doctor said if I stick with chemotherapy, I can last another 8-10 years." Yan Wen said optimistically.
For Yan Wen, 8 years is a long time, but for Luo Qinglin, it is pitifully short and cannot be considered "good" at all.
Luo Qinglin's mood fell to the bottom, but he still had a smile on his face and said in agreement: "If you keep a good mood, you will have no problem living another 30 years."
Yan Wen was amused by Luo Qinglin's words. He put his hands on the table, held his face and said, "If I can live to 50, I will be satisfied."
Luo Qinglin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and changed the topic to another place, no longer discussing the issue of life span.
The two chatted idly until the sun set. Luo Qinglin left reluctantly, saying that he would come to see Yan Wen again tomorrow.
After leaving the hospital, Luo Qinglin could no longer hold back his smile, and his lost emotions were clearly visible on his face.
Luo Qinglin walked in front with his head down, while Jiang Yanyu followed behind him at a distance, just like he had secretly followed Luo Qinglin seven years ago.
Only after walking along the road to the station did Luo Qinglin come to his senses a little. He raised his head to see where Jiang Yanyu had hidden.
Seeing Jiang Yanyu hiding in the corner, he poked his head out to look at him secretly, and when he was discovered, he quickly hid back, just like a perverted stalker who was doing bad things.
Childish ghost.
Luo Qinglin curled his lips and walked quickly to the corner, "What are you hiding here for? Reliving the time when you were a stalker pervert?"
"It's boring," Jiang Yanyu stretched out his right arm and put it around Luo Qinglin's shoulders. "You should come over and call me a 'pervert' in shock. I will cover your mouth and stop you from making any sound. I will also take you home and lock you up."
"Pervert..." Luo Qinglin sighed and cursed in a low voice.
Jiang Yanyu smiled, took Luo Qinglin's arm and walked forward without asking the driver to drive the car over.
As dusk fell, the surrounding night market stalls had already been set up. The vendors took out the ingredients from the carts, set up the barbecue stalls, and shouted to attract the attention of passers-by.
The street vendors’ signboards are not lit yet and will not be lit until nightfall. The barbecue fires are not lit either and the night market atmosphere has not yet started.
Jiang Yanyu walked around the night market stalls, looking left and right, and when he came to someone's stall, he didn't buy anything. He just took a few glances and left, like a curious naughty kid.
"What do you want to eat? I'll treat you." Luo Qinglin didn't want to endure the vendor's resentful look, so he asked quickly.
"Let's eat later. I'm waiting for them to light up the signboards." Jiang Yanyu replied.
The vixen's boring sense of ritual is at work again.
Luo Qinglin raised his eyebrows but did not stop him. He let Jiang Yanyu drag him around and stroll around until dark.
The lights of the night markets on both sides lit up one by one, the charcoal fires under the barbecue were ignited one by one, and the smell of fireworks, meat, and spices diffused in the air.
Jiang Yanyu stopped in front of a fried rice stall and pointed at Lincheng's most popular summer product. "I want brown sugar ice jelly."
"this......"
"This can't be eaten as a staple food, it's just a dessert," Jiang Yanyu answered first, "I also want a serving of preserved vegetable fried rice."
Jiang Yanyu looked experienced, like a native who had lived here for a long time.
Luo Qinglin was speechless, nodded, ordered the same thing as Jiang Yanyu, and used his mobile phone to scan the code to pay.
"At that time, Jiang Song still paid me in cash," Jiang Yanyu sighed exaggeratedly and said nostalgically, "Ah, times have changed a lot. I really miss the old days."
The vixen is acting again. She used to make huge fortunes by taking advantage of the Internet, but now she has to sigh and "miss" the old times, even though she is obviously the beneficiary.
Luo Qinglin was too lazy to pay attention to this drama queen. He had long been accustomed to Jiang Yanyu's behavior of taking advantage of others and acting cute. He paid with his fingerprint and chatted with the boss.
The gas stove was blazing, and the heat and aroma wafted from the stall, whetting the appetite.
In just five minutes, Luo Qinglin brought fried rice and ice jelly, and signaled Jiang Yanyu to come over with his eyes, ready to go home and eat.
Jiang Yanyu snatched the packaging bag from Luo Qinglin, held it in his hand, and suggested: "Shall I take you to Jiang Chan's house to have a look?"
"Jiang Su's house?" Luo Qinglin frowned, "It's not good for us to go to someone else's house..."
"The house is under my name. She gave it to me when she became an adult," said Jiang Yanyu.
It turned out that he was worrying too much.
The number of vixen's residences is so numerous that it's hard to count them all.
The two of them had long legs and walked fast, and in less than fifteen minutes, they reached their home.
Time has corroded the old buildings in the city center into dilapidated ones. Even if they are carefully maintained on a daily basis, they still look old-fashioned due to the rapid changes in aesthetics.
Jiang Su's house is on the 28th floor, which is the top floor and has a rooftop garden.
Jiang Yanyu opened the door, recorded Luo Qinglin's fingerprints, turned on all the lights, and took him to the garden upstairs.
The air was filled with the pleasant smell of air freshener.
Jiang Yanyu came up with the idea of coming here when he was in the hospital, so he asked someone to clean the environment first.
A few years ago, stars could still be seen in the sky of Lincheng, but now, the sky is also occupied by artificial lights, like a small city that never sleeps.
Fortunately, the bustling atmosphere is still there, the night market vendors have not been evicted, and the small streets and alleys are still there, so the city has been able to maintain its original characteristics.
The garden is surrounded by an iron fence covered with stone dragons. In the middle there is an iron table and chairs embedded in the stone ground.
Luo Qinglin sat on Jiang Yanyu's lap, his arms around his back, waiting obediently for him to open the box and feed the ice jelly into his mouth with a spoon.
Luo Qinglin ate absent-mindedly, looking up at the starless sky, still thinking about Yan Wen.
Jiang Yanyu didn't like Luo Qinglin's distraction, so he pinched Luo Qinglin's waist and deliberately tickled the spot on his side.
"What?" Luo Qinglin dodged to the side, frowning slightly.
"Eat well and think about other things later. Don't be in a daze while eating." Jiang Yanyu said.
"Got it," Luo Qinglin chewed hard and muttered softly, "You can't do this or that. You act like an old man."
Jiang Yanyu half-closed his fox eyes, put one arm around Luo Qinglin's waist, and warned: "Say it again?"
Luo Qinglin rolled his eyes and changed his words: "This is not allowed, that is not allowed, just like my husband."
Pleased by the word "husband", Jiang Yanyu did not pursue the matter any further and continued feeding him.
When Luo Qinglin was full and said he didn't want to eat anymore, Jiang Yanyu stopped and let Luo Qinglin feed him.
It was a simple meal, but because of the vixen's personal quirk, it took more than half an hour to finish.
Listening to Luo Qinglin sighing from time to time, Jiang Yanyu asked: "Are you still thinking about your little boss?"
Luo Qinglin was silent for a moment, then asked, "Did Jiang Chan's mother die of pancreatic cancer?"
"yes."
"Were you with her when she died?"
"She died in the middle of the night. I was at home at the time and rushed to the hospital after I woke up."
Jiang Yanyu's answer was ruthless but in line with his character. Luo Qinglin was choked and speechless for a long time before asking again: "Was she in pain at that time?"
"I don't know. I only stay in the ward for a few minutes every day and then run outside the hospital to enjoy the scenery."
Jiang Yanyu recalled for a moment, and then said, "After I met you, I waited for you at the door and followed you, and I didn't go to the ward."
Luo Qinglin sighed.
He shouldn't have asked Jiang Yanyu any questions about human nature, because he would have gotten unexpected but reasonable answers anyway.
Luo Qinglin didn't say anything, but Jiang Yanyu was dissatisfied.
"What exactly do you want to ask?" Jiang Yanyu asked, "Do you want to know if Yan Wen will suffer in the future? If I help you contact a doctor, is there a chance that his illness can be cured? Can he recover?"
Luo Qinglin glanced at Jiang Yanyu. He was already familiar with this kind of opening remarks, so he asked directly: "What are your conditions?"
"I have contacted a lab that studies pancreatic cancer. I can provide all the funds and even invest in the lab, but..."
The vixen was deliberately keeping things in suspense, but Luo Qinglin was used to it and said, "Just tell me straight."
"You have to extend your vacation month and be my Lolo for three months." Jiang Yanyu said with a smile with narrowed eyes.
Being a three-month-old Lolo? !
Last year during his honeymoon he could work three days and have two days off, but if he works as a loli for three months he would be done for.
"Lolo, do you want to save him? In this laboratory, 80% of the subjects live longer than ordinary patients, and even 20% of the subjects are estimated to live for more than 25 years."
"Yan Wen has a very high survival rate. It won't be a problem for him to live to 60 years old," Jiang Yanyu's eyes lit up. "You just need to be a Lolo for three months. It's that simple."
Luo Qinglin didn't believe that the vixen would invest in such a small thing. She must be jealous of other people's research results and want to extend her hand to the medical industry.
But Luo Qinglin had played the conditional exchange game too many times, and he would not be as obedient as before. Instead, he made a request, "I can be Luo Luo for three months, but I have to rest at least two days a week."
"Two days?" Jiang Yanyu thought about it and made more requests, "You can rest, but you have to make up the effective days and extend the vacation month for another month."
This cunning vixen!
Luo Qinglin glared at him and changed the conditions, "Then I ask for two hours of rest every day when I am awake, and the deadline will not be extended later."
"Okay," Jiang Yanyu thought for a moment and agreed, "Deal."
"When did it start?" Luo Qinglin asked.
"Let you have a good rest today, and start from tomorrow."
"Then when I go out..."
"You know I won't do anything out of line out there."
In order to have a good experience the next day, Jiang Yanyu carried Luo Qinglin into the car while he was asleep and rushed back to the villa in Lvyuan Community overnight.
The next morning, Luo Qinglin got up early and went into the bathroom to get ready.
There was a brand new maid's skirt hanging in the bathroom, and a full set of small accessories on the shelf.
This servant skirt is different from the previous one. The one he wore was only black and white, but this one is pink, and the accessories include long white socks with pink pads.
Jiang Yanyu always has new and strange things in his mind. Not only are the patterns never repeated, but even the outfits he wears are never repeated.
Luo Qinglin sighed, put on a pink maid skirt, put on knee-length stockings, and put on cat ears and a bell choker.
After adjusting his clothes in front of the mirror, Luo Qinglin suspected that these stockings were specially made by the vixen, otherwise there would be no stockings suitable for his height.
The alarm rang at eight o'clock. Luo Qinglin ran into the bedroom, lay down beside the bed, took Jiang Yanyu's hand and shook it gently.
"Master, it's time to get up." Luo Qinglin called gently.
Jiang Yanyu had woken up a long time ago, but he closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.
Luo Qinglin leaned close to his ear and called him softly a few times, but Jiang Yanyu still didn't open his eyes.
There was no other choice, so Luo Qinglin had to climb onto the bed and lie on Jiang Yanyu, like a lazy cat, rubbing his face against his palm.
"Young Master, Luo Luo made breakfast for you, can you please get up quickly?" Luo Qinglin said.
"No," Jiang Yanyu opened his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Lolo knows what I want to eat first for breakfast."
Luo Qinglin punched the vixen several times in his imagination, crawled back on his knees, pulled away the quilt, and asked coquettishly: "Luo Luo's cheeks and throat hurt so much, can you just kiss me?"
Jiang Yanyu raised his eyebrows and ignored Luo Qinglin's coquettishness. He didn't show any of the tenderness he had in his movies. He looked like a complete wicked young master.
"Please, Brother Yanyu," Luo Qinglin said softly, tears welling up in his eyes, "Luo Luo's throat hurts so much, can you just kiss me, please?"
"Okay, but Lolo has to make up for it double tomorrow." Jiang Yanyu said with a smile.
Luo Qinglin almost couldn't help but wanted to glare at the vixen, but Jiang Yanyu raised his chin in time to remind him that it was still game time.
"Yes, Master."
Luo Qinglin had evil thoughts in mind and was determined to get it back immediately to let Jiang Yanyu know how powerful he was.
No matter what, Luo Qinglin was the one who suffered in the end.
Jiang Yanyu was annoyed by his bad tricks, so he naturally pulled him away and bullied him personally.
After finishing breakfast, Luo Qinglin buried his face in the pillow, looked at Jiang Yanyu resentfully, and said sobbingly: "I want to rest for an hour now!"
Luo Qinglin's voice became hoarse after eating breakfast from morning to noon.
"Sure." Jiang Yanyu stretched lazily with satisfaction, sat up, and deliberately asked: "Is Luo Luo full? Do you want to eat more?"
Luo Qinglin ignored Jiang Yanyu, turned his head away, sobbed softly, and complained: "If this continues, I'm afraid I won't live long."
Luo Qinglin just said it casually, but he didn't expect that Jiang Yanyu not only didn't answer, but also suddenly became angry as if he was irritated by him.
Sensing the anger of the person behind him, Luo Qinglin turned his head guiltily and stole a glance at Jiang Yanyu.
Jiang Yanyu had a gloomy expression and remained silent. He stood with his arms folded, looking down at him.
"I, I was just talking nonsense," Luo Qinglin quickly added, "I should be able to live to be a hundred years old, longer than anyone else."
Jiang Yanyu frowned and said in a low voice: "Luo Qinglin, I don't want to hear similar words again in the future."
Luo Qinglin stood up straight, knelt and sat up, and promised solemnly, "I know, I will never say it again."
After staring at Luo Qinglin for several minutes, Jiang Yanyu looked away and sat down beside the bed. His expression still did not improve.
Luo Qinglin took the opportunity to move over, put his arms on Jiang Yanyu's shoulders, hugged him from behind, and coaxed him, "I just thought you were not afraid of death. I just said it casually. Don't take it seriously, okay?"
Jiang Yanyu sighed and said in a cold voice: "I'm just not afraid of other people's death. If you die today, I will fly to you for euthanasia immediately, and hold a double funeral the next day and bury you together."
If someone else said this, Luo Qinglin would not believe it, but if Jiang Yanyu said it, he would definitely do what he said.
Luo Qinglin did not question Jiang Yanyu's plan, but asked doubtfully, "If you die first, will I also fly to euthanize you and be buried with you?"
This question seemed to stump Jiang Yanyu, and he was hesitant to answer.
After a long silence, Jiang Yanyu asked solemnly: "Luo Qinglin, if I die first, will you do this?"
Luo Qinglin thought about it seriously and replied, "I don't know. If you want me to do this, it's not impossible."
Jiang Yanyu sighed and chuckled, "Fool, you are the one who is in love, even scarier than me. I have never seen anyone more blindly obedient than you."
"How can this be called blind obedience?" Luo Qinglin was unconvinced. "Then I'll finish all the work, arrange everything, and then euthanize, okay?"
"Aren't you afraid that Qin Xiaoxi will be sad?" Jiang Yanyu asked.
"I..." This question stumped Luo Qinglin. He didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he could only ask back, "Then aren't you afraid that Bai Shengyun and Han Zhu will be sad?"
"I don't care," Jiang Yanyu chuckled, "I only want you, I don't care about others."
Luo Qinglin was depressed by this topic, and Jiang Yanyu stopped teasing him, "If I die first, you will inherit all my property and do what you want."
"I......"
"Whether you use it to help others, donate it to a charity, or spend it yourself, invest it, whatever, just don't come to me so quickly."
"Why..." Luo Qinglin retorted in a low voice, "Why can't you allow me to find you quickly? I want to be quicker!"
"Because I like you like this," Jiang Yanyu said, "Because... you can't bear to leave the world and me, and I just can't bear to leave you."
Luo Qinglin's nose was sore after hearing what he said. He hugged Jiang Yanyu tightly and ordered, "Stop talking about it. Don't bring up this topic anymore. Whoever brings it up will be a servant for a day."
But when Jiang Yanyu heard this, he started thinking about dirty things again.
"If I were your servant for a day..."
"Stop talking," Luo Qinglin interrupted, "Don't think about messy things!"
"Young Master Luo." Jiang Yanyu said deliberately.
"Say it again?" "Young Master Luo."
"You......!" "Young Master Luo."
......
The bickering continued until the break. Luo Qinglin turned into Luo Luo and served Master Jiang well, and only then did he have two hours to go to the hospital to see Yan Wen.
Compared to yesterday, Yan Wen looked much better. Perhaps because someone came to see him, he was in a good mood.
The three of them were still sitting on the public chairs they had sat on yesterday.
Luo Qinglin went around in circles and talked a lot of nonsense, but still did not bring the topic to the cancer laboratory.
Jiang Yanyu waited for a while, thinking about going home to play the master and servant game, so he interrupted the two people's conversation and spoke himself.
"Mr. Yan," Jiang Yanyu pulled Luo Qinglin aside, "I have something to discuss with you."
Yan Wen was stunned for a moment, not used to the title of 'Mr. Yan', "What's the matter?"
"It's like this. I've read your medical report and talked to your attending physician. Your current condition is neither optimistic nor bad. Living another five years would be a miracle. Under normal circumstances, living another three years would be your limit."
Jiang Yanyu is like this every time. He hits people's sore spots as soon as he opens his mouth. Luo Qinglin is used to it, but the listeners cannot get used to it.
Yan Wen was originally cheerful and was having a great time chatting with Luo Qinglin, but after hearing what Jiang Yanyu said, he couldn't keep smiling anymore, his face turned pale, and his good complexion was gone.
Zhou Qican had vaguely sensed something was wrong when Jiang Yanyu got up, and hurried to where the three were, just in time to hear what Jiang Yanyu said.
"Damn it, what bullshit are you talking about?" Zhou Qican glared and cursed, and bumped into Jiang Yanyu's shoulder.
The two men were about the same height, and Jiang Yanyu did not dodge. Instead, he punched Zhou Qican in the face, knocking him off balance.
Fortunately, Zhou Qican was very emotional and spoke in dialects from other cities, which Luo Qinglin could not understand, let alone Jiang Yanyu.
"Mr. Zhou, don't get excited," Luo Qinglin stood in front of Jiang Yanyu, making a protective gesture, "He wants to help Brother Yan."
After saying that, Luo Qinglin used his eyes to warn Jiang Yanyu not to keep him in suspense and get down to business.
Zhou Qican stared at the two of them warily, quickly picked up Yan Wen, and prepared to walk directly back to the ward without talking to the two of them anymore.
"I have a way to extend your wife's life," Jiang Yanyu said with a smile, "The information has been sent to your mailbox, you might as well take a good look at it."
Zhou Qican stopped and hesitated for a moment, as if trying to determine whether Jiang Yanyu's words were true or not. Suddenly, he turned around in astonishment and asked, "How did you know my email address?"
"I know everything," Jiang Yanyu shrugged. "I can find out anything I want to know."
Yan Wen and Luo Qinglin exchanged a glance, then patted Zhou Qican's arm and said, "Let me go back and sit down. What you just said was too much. Apologize to Mr. Jiang."
Zhou Qican pursed his lips and obediently carried Yan Wen to his seat. There was a hint of grievance in his vicious eyes, and he apologized reluctantly, "Mr. Jiang, I'm sorry."
"Your wife is smarter," Jiang Yanyu said even after receiving the apology. "Unlike you, the food you eat grows your body, not your brain."
At this time, you still have to find an opportunity to curse people...
Luo Qinglin sighed and poked Jiang Yanyu with his elbow, signaling him to get down to business.
Jiang Yanyu grabbed Luo Qinglin's wrist and pulled him to sit down. "You read the information first, and then talk to me after you finish reading it."
The information is just an introduction to the laboratory and data, just a few pages of pictures and a few lines of text, but it is quite tempting and shocking.
Yan Wen raised his head, his voice was steady, but the excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed, "Mr. Jiang, what do you mean?"
"You have read the information, so I won't introduce it any further. If you are willing, I will provide all the funds and you don't have to pay any fees." Jiang Yanyu said.
"You...why?"
"He used to be a mercenary abroad, right?" Jiang Yanyu pointed at Zhou Qican and asked.
Upon hearing this, not only Yan Wen and Zhou Qican turned pale, but Luo Qinglin also widened his eyes. It was the first time he heard this, and he was like a spectator in the front row.
"I have some business in West Asia, and I need talents like Mr. Zhou," said Jiang Yanyu.
The few of them fell into deathly silence. After a long moment, Yan Wen and Zhou Qican spoke at the same time.
"I agree." Zhou Qican said.
"No need." Yan Wen said.
The two people gave different answers and were caught in a dilemma of making a choice.
Jiang Yanyu seemed very happy, and he liked to tease others. He explained with a smile: "I won't put Mr. Zhou's life in any danger. It's just some ordinary business. Mr. Zhou is just going to supervise the project and his subordinates. Don't be nervous."
The two people opposite were dumbfounded, not knowing whether what Jiang Yanyu said was true or false.
Jiang Yanyu was amused by the two's silly looks and added: "You don't have to think I'm a liar. Qinglin has already paid the price. This is my gift to you."
Yan Wen looked at Luo Qinglin, not knowing what he was thinking. He looked at him as if he were a canary, full of painful sympathy.
"The price is just to play some erotic games, don't be nervous, Mr. Yan." Jiang Yanyu explained.
Luo Qinglin couldn't listen any longer, so he quickly pulled Jiang Yanyu up and fled, "Think about it carefully, I'll go home with him first, see you tomorrow."
Luo Qinglin was too embarrassed to hold his face. When he ran to the gate, he heard a voice behind him, "Qinglin, thank you."
Luo Qinglin stopped, turned around, pointed at Jiang Yanyu and said, "It's his credit, no need to thank me!"
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