He is more fickle than Fengyue

"I saw scratches on him, you coquettish fox, stinky framer, I won't let you go!!"

Really haunted.

Bo Yan was physically and mentally exhausted, but it was never her character to bow her head in front of Song Qianqian.

"Song Qianqian." Bo Yan hooked her lips, with a deep mockery, "Did you mess something upside down?"

"Lu Beichen is my husband. We have to sleep. It is legal and justified. When will it be your turn to be an outsider? I think you have been a mistress for too long, and you have almost forgotten your identity. I am the person, not you, a third person, barking in front of me like a dog."

Song Qianqian was anxious, "Bo Yan, how dare you scold me?"

"Have I scolded you less?" Bo Yan said disdainfully, "Besides, it wasn't you who made a fool of yourself and came here again and again to scold you?"

"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you one thing. I didn't take the initiative tonight. It was Lu Beichen who was impatient. I begged him not to let me go. A sore back."

"Shut up, shut up." In the hospital, Song Qianqian was so angry that he almost broke his phone, "Bo Yan, you are talking nonsense, Brother Beichen hates you the most in this world, the most disgusting It's also you, how could he take the initiative to touch you?"

"You are a liar full of nonsense, if you hadn't used tricks, Brother Beichen would never have had any contact with you, Bo Yan, you wait, you touched my things, I will definitely make you die ugly. "

Nowadays, the world has really changed. Being a mistress has never had the consciousness of a third party. She is really arrogant to the extreme. Bo Yan sneered, "Believe it or not, if you want to deceive yourself, I can't help it. I really can't. Go ask Lu Beichen yourself, why are you yelling in front of me, it's so boring."

Before Song Qianqian had a chance to speak again, Bo Yan hung up the phone. She knew that Song Qianqian must be having a hard time at this moment. Who made this prosperous white lotus pretend to be magnanimous in front of Lu Beichen and asked Lu Beichen to accompany her? It's all right now, I lost my wife and lost my army, so mad that I deserve it.

The grievances of the whole night were finally vented at this moment, but at the same time as venting, Bo Yan felt extremely sad, because what Song Qianqian said was indeed true, the person Lu Beichen hated and disgusted most in this world was her Bo Yan, they Although they are husband and wife, they are more like enemies.

Lu Beichen touched her tonight, half of it was Song Qianqian's words, and the other half was to torture her. He was no longer the boy he was back then, and he didn't have the slightest warmth for her. All his favoritism was given to Song Qianqian.

Throwing Bo Yan to the Spring River Flower Moon, Lu Beichen gave an order not to allow Bo Yan to leave privately. Bo Yan is used to the big bed at home and the existence of Bo Nian. For this night, he lived in a staff dormitory of about ten square meters , sleeping on a narrow bunk bed, with pain all over the body, unable to sleep all night.

When it was almost dawn, she barely closed her eyes, and murmured drowsily, "Niannian..."

Niannian, you must be strong, and when your mother makes money, she will take you away.

Bo Yan didn't know how long she had been sleeping in a daze. She was woken up by the noise. Everyone in the dormitory was talking and laughing while washing their hands. "Do you think we will meet some distinguished guests who spend a lot of money today?"

"I think it's a bit difficult. After all, we are just waiters, not princesses in the box."

"Here." Someone pointed to Bo Yan, "Isn't that waiter also, he made a lot of money last night."

"They make money lying down, if you don't mind, you can lie down too."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Amidst the roar of laughter, everyone was lying on the mouth of the earner, covering his mouth at the moment, not even thinking about putting on his shoes, and rushed to the bathroom with bare feet, "Let me go, please let me go."

"Why are you pushing me? Hey, you apologize to me."

"Did you hear me, sorry."

"Who is this?"

"Ouch..." Bo Yan knelt by the toilet, scratching his stomach, as if he had vomited out all the gastric juices.

She vomited non-stop, and finally slumped on the toilet seat while she slumped on the ground, without even the strength to get up.

Miss Bo, who used to be proud, is now embarrassed like a dead dog. It seems that anyone can step on her feet. The waiter in the dormitory with her bears the brunt, "Hey, you vomited the toilet so dirty, you better lick it clean. Otherwise, how can we use it?"

"It's really unlucky, I haven't had time to go to the bathroom yet, it's noon, and I don't know who I've offended."

"She must have some kind of dirty disease. Hey, it's so disgusting. Will it infect us?"

"Yes, I'm just sick." Bo Yan raised her head with difficulty, glanced at them from the corner of her eye, and smiled strangely, "The cancer is in the advanced stage and it can infect people. You and I should stay away from me, otherwise, be careful. The disease will be passed on to you."

"Ahhhhhh." Everyone heard that it was really contagious, and they were scared out of their wits, screaming and running away. In a blink of an eye, only thin smoke was left in the staff dormitory.

"A bunch of cowards, just like this, dare to come to my side." Bo Yan struggled to flush the toilet, pulled out a tissue, wiped the vomit stained around his mouth, and was about to support the toilet to get up, when the nasal tube suddenly One heat, "tick."

The bright red liquid dyed a flower in the clear water of the toilet.

Then two, three...

She touched it with her hand, and it was covered in blood.

A fishy smell filled the air.

in the hospital.

The doctor looked sad, "Miss Bo, your condition is rapidly deteriorating, and you must receive chemotherapy immediately."

It turned out that the condition was getting worse, no wonder they started to have nosebleeds.

Bo Yan licked her dry lips, "Can chemotherapy cure my disease?"

"This..." the doctor sighed, "at least some cancer cells can be killed, and it will take a little longer."

You see, it's almost nothing to say, one extra day counts as one day.

The sunshine outside the window is so good, it illuminates the diagnosis room brightly, but why, she can't see any light, can't feel any warmth, she just feels like she was thrown in the ice cellar, freezing her whole body It became ice slag.

"My grandma died of cancer." Bo Yan lifted her lips, she didn't know whether she was talking to the doctor or talking to herself, "The cancer is terminal, because of chemotherapy, she lost all her hair in two months , she cherishes her hair the most, and in the end it was bald, with no hair left."

"Every time she underwent chemotherapy, she cried in pain. She begged her parents over and over again to let them give up the treatment, but her father couldn't bear it. In the end, her grandma was tortured and left with only 60 catties left, looking like a skeleton. .”

The doctor was silent, and Bo Yan smiled, "Prescribe me some medicine."

Walking out of the hospital, Bo Yan stretched out her five fingers towards the sky, and the sun poured down from her fingers.

What a beautiful sunshine, but unfortunately, she could no longer see it after a while.

"Too, ma'am?"

An uncertain voice pulled Bo Yan back from her thoughts.

Bo Yan looked at the source of the sound, it was the old servant of Lu Beichen's family, and the only one in his territory who was willing to give her a good look, "Aunt Qin?"

"Madam, you finally came to see the young master." Aunt Qin burst into tears, "You don't even know that the young master has not woken up since he was sent to the hospital last night. He was crying all the time when he was in a daze. call mom."

Bo Yan felt that her brain was a little dull, "You, what did you just say?"