Chapter 693 I Only Love You for 86,400 Seconds 98



What exactly did you do to him?

Yi Ganxian sat on the sofa, watching Yi Mu on the other end, oblivious to everyone else, casually changing channels with the remote control and watching TV with great interest.

Although he still looks like a teenager, his movements are just like those of a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

Lu Qingyao remained expressionless. He hadn't expected Yi Ganxian to be so clever, noticing Yi Mu's odd behavior at a glance.

Unexpectedly, he would one day be able to sit down and have a proper conversation with Igan Gen.

Looking at Yi Mu, whose face was beaming with a carefree smile, Lu Qingyao's voice was tinged with weariness: "It's because of his family."

He told Igan Gen about what happened in the village, but Igan Gen found it absurd and didn't believe it at all.

Lu Qingyao told him to stay one night and wait until the next day.

Igan Xian was not afraid of any tricks or schemes he might have up his sleeve, so he waited until the next day.

The day before, Lu Qingyao had told Yi Mu that he was his brother.

But when they met again the next day, Yi Mu still looked at Yi Ganxian with the same eyes as on the first day.

Igan Kenji was an atheist, but what happened to Imu forced him to face some facts.

Lu Qingyao is a little worried now. In fact, when the illness first started, Yi Mu was like a normal eighteen-year-old boy.

Two months later, his behavior has clearly become childish and immature.

He now tells Yimu, "I am your lover," and feels a vague sense of guilt.

Imur's disease must be treated; once you have Alzheimer's, the symptoms will only get worse.

Perhaps one day in the future, Yimu will regress into a child, a fool, and eventually he won't understand anything you say to him.

As the two were discussing where to get Yi Mu treated, someone knocked on the villa door.

The nanny said that he was an old man wearing a cloth shirt. It was early spring, and he was wearing straw sandals. He looked a bit unkempt and pitiful.

Lu Qingyao immediately thought of Yi Mu's maternal grandfather and rushed to see him.

The old man was not Yi Mu's maternal grandfather, but an unfamiliar old man.

He was indeed unkempt, with a messy goatee on his chin, looking like a beggar.

The nanny was kind-hearted, which is why she didn't kick him out.

Lu Qingyao was disappointed and was about to speak when the old man spoke first: "How is that child now?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingyao's face showed a surprised expression.

The old man stroked his beard, walked into the house without any ceremony, looked around, and then walked towards Yimu.

Yi Mu was playing a building block game in the living room. Yi Ganxian tried to talk to him, but he ignored him.

The old man walked up to Yi Mu, unexpectedly turned his chin, looked him up and down, nodding and shaking his head at the same time.

Yi Ganxian didn't know who he was and almost had him thrown out.

The old man clicked his tongue twice, his voice filled with admiration: "It's a miracle that your body hasn't broken down after all this time."

Lu Qingyao remembered that when they left, the old man advised him to wait a few days for an expert to come and examine Yi Mu.

The so-called master was a highly accomplished person who traveled to the village and performed rituals to remove curses from the adult children.

Lu Qingyao was extremely polite, asking the old man to sit down so that Yi Mu could take a closer look.

Igan Xian, puzzled, frowned as he watched the old man's hand stroking Imu's forehead and neck. "Who is he?"

The old man suddenly turned his head, stared at him for a while, and said with disdain, "What kind of crooked thoughts are you having all day long, acting like someone's older brother?"

Igan Kenji's expression froze on his face. His thoughts had been exposed by a stinky old man, and he had lost all face.

The old man ignored him and kept asking Yi Mu several questions. Finally, he waved to Lu Qingyao.

Lu Qingyao sat down beside him and asked hopefully, "Master, can his illness be cured?"

The old man stroked his goatee, a smug look on his face: "You should be asking if this curse can be broken?"

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