Pretty girl and school grass live together

The expressions on the faces of the three school girls are roughly the same, and they are also worried about the two people inside.

Wen Zhiyuan and his wife drove all the way here, and Wen Zhiyuan and his wife, who were in a meeting, heard the news of the thunderbolt, and they were so shocked that their internal organs almost shattered.

The son who had always been proud of him actually got this disease, and Wen Zhiyuan and his wife almost fainted because they couldn't bear it.

"Camille, get up, why did you tell us now?" Wen Zhiyuan, who was running wildly, rushed out of the car and picked up Camille on the ground, almost smashing her to pieces in anger.

"Camille, we treat you like our own daughter, how can you do this?" Zhao Jingwen cried and threw herself in front of Camille.

Camille looked pale, heartbroken and helpless, "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry—"

It's not that she doesn't want to tell them, she has wanted to tell them countless times, but her brother's words always ring in her ears, "Sister, before I die, I don't want to see anyone who will be sad for me. This is my wish, and you will keep it secret." Bar?"

She spent every day tearing her heart, hiding all her sorrows well.

She didn't want her parents to be as sad as she was, but now that she thought about it, she was wrong, completely wrong.

"Pa——" A slap on her left cheek was caught off guard, and it was painful and hot.

"Uncle—" Everyone was shocked, and it was too late to stop them.

Rao Yueyi cried face to face, and Ban Xiaoyi's eyes were also moist.

Wen Zhiyuan was shocked, he always loved her and was reluctant to pat her, but now he hit her, the great pain almost swallowed him, he was dazzled by the pain.

Camille's pale left cheek seemed to have bloomed a bright red flower, piercingly reflected there.

Zhao Jingwen's heart ached, she pushed Wen Zhiyuan away with all her strength, and hugged Camille in her arms, "Baby, I'm sorry, your dad—"

"Mom, I understand." Camille cried.

"I want to see Hua." Wen Zhiyuan shouted, the overlord in the business world has become extremely fragile now.

"Uncle, he closed the door above and refused to see us. Someone has already gone up to persuade him. You have to wait patiently." Fan Mingzhuo comforted.

"How is the situation? How far has it developed?" Wen Zhiyuan, who is so face-saving, would definitely not apologize to Camille, and the guilt in his heart will pass after a while, so he asked Camille anxiously.

Camille raised her head, tears almost drowned her whole body, Zhao Jingwen tried her best to wipe her tears, and she cried like a mess herself.

"It was already in the late stage when it was discovered last year, and it is a miracle to survive for a year."