The host is a piece of trash

Chapter 93 Don't Be Black, Brother (8)

Lu Yue didn't stop moving, she pulled out the needle neatly, and Lu Chen didn't have time to stop her.

After the needle was hastily pulled out, the back of Lu Yue's hand swelled up to a degree visible to the naked eye.

Lu Chen's voice was helpless and weak: "Yueyue, if you don't get the infusion, you will pass out."

"It's almost there." Lu Yue replied softly, then looked outside again, "Let him go back."

"Can I talk to you?" Lu Jing walked in a little nervously.

Lu Chen saw that Lu Jing's nose was not a nose, and his eyes were not eyes. He said coldly, "What do you have to say? Go back quickly."

Lu Jing looked at Lu Yue imploringly.

Lu Yue sighed: "You tell me."

Looking at Lu Jing's slightly hesitant eyes again, Lu Yue pursed her lips, and finally decided: "Dad, you go out first."

"But..." Lu Chen was worried about her.

Although Lu Yue's face was extremely pale, her expression was very stubborn.

Lu Chen could only compromise: "I can go out, but can you get another infusion?"

Lu Yue looked at Lu Jing and compromised: "Okay."

Although Dr. Lu left, he still left behind a drug boy who came up to give Lu Yue another injection.

Lu Yue stared blankly.

Before going out, Lu Chen warned Lu Jing: "Take care of your sister, if anything goes wrong, I will blame you."

Lu Jing's still immature face was full of maturity: "Got it."

Before going out, Lu Chen gently closed the door.

Lu Yue leaned on the soft pillow, her eyes were slightly closed, her voice was still weak: "What do you want to tell me?"

The little hands under Lu Jing's sleeves were already tightly clenched into fists, his face was somewhat confused: "Sister, will you die too?"

this problem……

If it were Lu Yue before, she would definitely not care, and of course she would die.

but now……

Lu Yue's brows and eyes darkened: "Maybe."

Lu Jing's voice trembled: "Mom, Mom just took that kind of medicine, so she's gone!"

Lu Yue thought of the clattering food and those words, she wanted to shake her head, but she couldn't even shake her head: "That kind of medicine is not fatal, it is healing."

"Of course, I know you definitely don't want to see me, so it's impossible for the medicine to cure me, maybe it was misplaced?"

As he said that, Lu Yue himself thought it was funny.

"Cure?" Lu Jing really didn't know, "But Mom died after taking this medicine."

"That can only mean that the medicine has no effect." Lu Yue explained softly.

Lu Jing moved his own stool, and moved a little closer to Lu Yue, his dark eyes were full of seriousness, he asked: "Then do you have the same disease as your mother? Will you get better?"

"Cough cough." Lu Yue covered her lips and coughed twice, her pale cheeks looked even more miserable.

"Sister." Lu Jing was a little worried.

Originally, he didn't want to see Lu Yue, but now that he saw Lu Yue like this, who looked a little like his mother, Lu Jing was not so repulsive.

After all, it was never Lu Yue who was wrong, it was that ruthless and ungrateful Lu Chen who was wrong!
Lu Yue's body limply slid from the pillow to the quilt, and the needle on the back of her hand ran naturally.

There is a slight tingling.

But Lu Yue didn't care, her voice became lower and lower: "Go out if you have nothing to do, I'm tired."

"Sister..." Lu Jing looked at her worriedly, "The needle in your hand is bleeding back."

"It's okay, you can go out." Lu Yue chased people away.

After that, no matter what Lu Jing said, she didn't want to say anything.

(End of this chapter)