How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Jiang Luo was confused as he read the words, wondering what Mr. Qian Ling was talking about. How come he knew everyone of them, but couldn't understand what they meant when put together?

He replied to Qian Ling: "Dad, what do you mean?"

Qian Ling didn't reply to him, probably because the WiFi signal on the plane was not very good.

Jiang Luo thought that Qian Ling had just gotten better, so could he have another attack?

He was a little worried, so he sent a message to Shang Lu: "How is Dad's mental state recently? Have you... taken him to see a doctor again?"

He guessed that the signals of both of them might not be good, so he ignored the message and looked up to ask Huo Yancheng: "Is the problem over there easy to solve? Will it be difficult? Is there anything that needs our help?"

Huo Yancheng said: "We don't know yet. We can only find out after they go there. Since they have both gone there, we definitely don't need to worry about it. If it doesn't work, I will ask them then. If they need help, we will go there."

Jiang Luo nodded, knowing that adults' affairs generally did not require a child like him to interfere, so he did not ask any more questions.

When he returned home in the evening, the housekeeper brought him a bowl of hot soup with various Chinese herbs in it. It was not bitter, but tasted strange.

Jiang Luo asked: "What kind of soup is this? Did Dad cook it?"

The housekeeper nodded: "Yes, Master. Mr. Ling stewed it all night last night. He was busy in the kitchen for two or three hours. He really used a lot of patience."

Jiang Luo was very touched. Although he felt that the soup tasted strange, he still drank it obediently.

That was three hours of hard work by Mr. Qian Ling and it couldn't be wasted.

Fortunately, I didn’t feel any discomfort after drinking the soup. I even felt light and healthy, and I could climb five floors in one breath without even getting out of breath.

Jiang Luo was a little addicted, and drank another bowl during Xiaoye. The housekeeper was very happy and said, "Mr. Ling told you to finish this pot before he left. It doesn't matter if you drink it over a few days, but you must finish it."

Jiang Luo nodded: "No problem, my dad stews good things, I can definitely finish it."

Moreover, after drinking this soup, Jiang Luo felt much more energetic, slept more soundly at night, and even his mental state improved a lot. The sequelae brought by the closed life for more than ten years were completely gone.

And the marks that Huo Yancheng left on his body the night before disappeared completely overnight. This medicine is so magical.

So before getting up early to go to school, he drank another bowl and felt brighter.

Just arrived at school, Jiang Luo, who always dressed low-key, was stared at by classmates when he walked on the street.

Many classmates even came to him to ask for his autograph, and asked: "Can you help me get a ticket for Gu Ying's road show? Please, please! I know you two are good friends!"

Jiang Luo then realized that his classmate had other intentions than drinking.

Jiang Luo was not an unkind person. He asked several female classmates for tickets to Gu Ying's road show. For a while, he became a popular figure in the class again.

Everyone who saw him would praise him: "Jiang Luo is a good person. Don't be fooled by his usual aloofness. He is actually a very enthusiastic classmate."

"That's right, look, he actually helped the star-chasing fans in the class get tickets! That's really amazing!"

"And he and Gu Ying are good friends. That's Gu Ying! It turns out that powerful people only make friends with powerful people."

"Eh? Isn't Jiang Sheng also the second young master of the Jiang family? We are still short of an invitation to the premiere. Should we ask him for help? I am really embarrassed to go to Jiang Luo again."

"Yes, yes, how could you forget about classmate Jiang Sheng? His brother is so good, so his brother must be good too, right? But it's strange, why don't we see Jiang Sheng and Jiang Luo together? And don't you think the brothers' names are a bit reversed? Aren't they Dongsheng and Xiluo? Why is the older brother called Luo and the younger brother called Sheng?"

"I don't know, maybe... they are arranged according to the time of birth?"

"Ah? Don't you know this? I heard that Jiang's parents are extremely partial to the younger brother, and there is almost no room for the older brother in the family."

"What? How could this be? I don't think so! Jiang Luo is so outstanding, and he has so many outstanding friends. It doesn't seem like he would be suppressed, right?"

"Yes, yes. I think Jiang Sheng is the one who is being suppressed. Look at the weird people around him!"

From a distance, Jiang Sheng heard his classmates' discussions and couldn't help but clench his fists.

Why, even after growing up, I still can’t get rid of your shadow, why is it like this!

From childhood to adulthood, you have been better than me in everything, and everyone's attention is on you. If my parents hadn't doted on me, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have any room to survive, right?

Now that you rely on the fact that you have become the young lady of the Huo family and have so many resources, you are doing whatever you want, right?

Jiang Sheng had been immersed in his own world and didn't hear a classmate calling him. When he came to his senses, the classmate had been calling him for a long time and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Jiang Sheng, are you okay? You don't look well."

Jiang Shengqiang pulled himself back to his thoughts, put on a gentle fake smile and said, "I'm fine, classmate, what's the matter?"

The classmate handed him a cup of milk tea and said, "It's like this, we want to attend the premiere of Gu Ying, but we tried our best to get five tickets. There are six people in our dormitory. Do you have any channels to help us get one? But don't worry, we will pay for it!"

Jiang Sheng said generously: "We are all classmates, why should we ask for money? Well, I will ask my friends in the circle to see if they can get it. I will inform you when I have news."

The classmate thanked Jiang Sheng with a happy face and said happily: "Great, I knew you had a way, you two brothers are really amazing!"

After watching his classmates leave with a smile, Jiang Sheng returned to his gloomy expression. In fact, he didn't know anyone in the circle, so he could only send a message to Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming was recently forced by his family to go to work in a company, but every family would let the second generation start from the grassroots level. Zhang Ming really didn't want to go and was clamoring to inherit a subsidiary company.

When his father refused to give in, he brought up his sister, asking why her sister was able to become a senior executive at the headquarters as soon as she returned to China, while he could only start from the grassroots.

Jiang Sheng just felt that this illegitimate child took himself too seriously. His sister's mother was the eldest wife, and the eldest wife's family had all kinds of connections and resources. Your mother was the concubine, so what could your mother give you?

And ever since his sister gave birth to a grandson artificially from abroad for the Zhang family, the old man's balance has begun to tilt.

All a man wants is a descendant, as long as the descendant is a male, and a male with the surname Zhang. There is not much difference between a son and a grandson to him.

It has to be said that Zhang Ming's sister played a trick of cutting off the source of his support, which made Zhang Ming lose his only support.

Soon, Zhang Ming's message came back: "What do you want that thing for? I don't know anyone there. My mom seems to have a sister who is in the circle. I asked her to ask. But Gu Ying is very popular right now, so it may not be free."

Jiang Er Shao didn't care about this little money. He just said, "As long as you can get it, it's fine. It's just a ticket for the premiere. How much can it cost?"

Zhang Ming responded and went to find his mother to find a solution.

Zhang Ming's mother couldn't hang out in the circle of wives, so she could only hang out in the circle of concubines. The little star she knew was also a mistress of a big boss.

The little celebrity has poor relatives to support, and he asked for 120,000 yuan. Jiang Sheng was in a dilemma. If he didn't pay the 120,000 yuan, he would fail to show off in front of his classmates. If he paid the 120,000 yuan, he would feel like a sucker.

In the end, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and pay out this month's living expenses, thinking of going back to my parents for more. However, I didn't realize that my parents were also like ants on the hot pan, running around in a panic.

Jiang Luo had a relaxing and happy week this week. The final exams were coming up soon and the weather in H City was getting cooler. He also had a simulation test on Friday. When the results came out that day, Jiang Luo was once again far ahead.

He was in a very good mood originally, because Huo Yancheng had gained three months to live due to the last incident, so he could have nearly half a year to catch his breath.

But today, when he opened the system and took a look at it accidentally, he jumped up from his chair in the back row of the classroom as if he was electrocuted.