The richest man Yang Fei

"She's very willful, so I must go and have a look. Well, I've already arranged a plane, and I'm rushing over now. If she's okay, I'll be back at noon. Go to bed first."

Yang Fei said while getting dressed.

"Okay, then go and see her! Little girl, she is indeed a bit willful, but she has a good nature, and she has affection for you"

"Ruoling, don't say that, Li Juan is still young, how does she know what true love is? She will definitely meet the right one."

"Well, I know. You go, be careful on the road."

"I am leaving."

Yang Fei hugged her and went downstairs.

Chen Ruoling escorted him to the door, watched him get into the car, the shadow of the car disappeared from sight, and said faintly: "Fool, do you really not know or not? You are her true son!"

She could probably guess what disease Li Juan was suffering from.

It must be heart disease!

And the only person who can cure this heart disease is Yang Fei.

She slowly closed the door and slowly closed her eyes.

If you can't help him, is it a kind of love to let go?

When the sky was just dawn, Yang Fei arrived in the capital.

After turning on the phone, he called Li Juan.

Fortunately, the call will be connected soon.

"Li Juan, where are you?"

There was only the sound of breathing on the phone, but no answer.

"Li Juan? Li Juan? Are you Li Juan?"

"Yang Fei, are you here?"

"I've arrived at the airport, where are you? I'll be right there."

"I'm at home. You come."

"Why are you so weak? Are you okay? Have you been to the hospital?"

"Well, I've been there. You're here, and I'll tell you again."

Yang Fei became even more worried, and hurried out of the airport, rushing to the courtyard.

After entering the door, Yang Fei was startled when he saw Li Juan.

"Li Juan, why is your face so pale? Why didn't you go to the hospital for treatment?"

Li Juan glanced at him, turned around and walked inside.

Yang Fei closed the door, walked in with her, and asked, "You're talking, where did you get sick?"

Li Juan sat down on the swing.

Yang Fei squatted beside her, looking at her face.

"Yang Fei."

"Well. I'm here, tell me quickly, what is the disease?"

"I'm dying."

"nonsense!"

"Can you grant my last wish before I die?"

"What wish?"

"Tell me first, do you agree?"

"I promise."

"You marry me, okay?"

"what?"

"I knew it, you wouldn't agree! If you don't agree, forget it."

"Li Juan, don't do this. I'll take you to a big hospital for a checkup. You'll be fine."

A sad smile appeared on the corner of Li Juan's mouth, and she looked up at the sky: "Look, the moon is so big and round."

Yang Fei also glanced at the moon and said, "There are a few days in every month that are full moons!"

"Yang Fei, let's go! I know you are very busy."

"No matter how busy I am, it's not as important as your illness."

"Even my last wish, you refused to agree, and you pretended to care about me, do you think I will believe it?"

"You!" Yang Fei got up helplessly and said, "Why do you have to marry an old man like me?"

"I'll marry! Will you marry?"

"I'll marry, I'll marry, okay? Can I go to the hospital now?"

"Really marry?"

"If you are cured, I will marry you."

"That's what you said. I recorded it with my mobile phone."

""

Li Juan raised her phone: "It's too late for you to regret it now. I'll give you a chance."

Yang Fei couldn't laugh or cry: "My aunt, I'm telling the truth. Let's go to the hospital."

"No need to go! I'm not sick."

"Not sick? Your face is so white?"

"The face cream I put on."