Sky-high ex-wife refuses to remarry

Qiao Zhanbei understood that grandpa had guessed something, and understood what he meant.

He turned his head to look elsewhere, and then faced the old man, with complicated emotions in his eyes and red eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Grandpa, I will be back."

This time, let Ye Mian see people in life, and let her see the corpse in death.

Old chief Qiao went forward, the grandpa and grandson gave him a hug, and without saying anything, Qiao Zhanbei quickly got into the car.

As soon as he got into the car, the old chief turned his back and straightened his back, but quietly wiped away his tears.

That day, when Ye Mian returned home, Qiao Zhanbei had already been on the plane. Ten hours later, she received his WeChat video, and he had landed safely.

Qiao Zhanbei's business trip was just a pretense when he went abroad this time, but he was actually seeking medical treatment.

He longed to live, for himself and for his loved ones.

Accompanied by Shi Yanshen, he went to a biological laboratory with world-leading technology, and they took his spinal cord for testing.

A week later, they found a synthetic biological agent in Qiao Zhanbei's spinal cord. This drug penetrated into his spinal cord cells and was destroying his healthy spinal cord cells.

In the office, Qiao Zhanbei sat in a wheelchair, and Shi Yanshen sat with his legs crossed in the chair beside him. They listened carefully to Dr. Smith's laboratory report.

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, the two men spoke at the same time.

Qiao Zhanbei: "Doctor, I want to know if this medicine is contagious?"

Shi Yanshen: "Smith, is there a cure?"

The two spoke fluent and idiosyncratic American English, Qiao Zhanbei asked the question that he had been worried about before, worried that Ye Mian had sex with him and would be infected.

Although she has been alive and well.

Dr. Smith first answered Qiao Zhanbei's question. He shook his head and said that the medicine is not infectious.

A stone in Qiao Zhanbei's heart fell, thinking about Shi Yanshen's question, his heart hung up again.

Dr. Smith in a white coat pushed the frame of his glasses and answered Shi Yanshen's question: "This kind of biological agent has never been heard of in our laboratory before. It will take at least one or two years to develop a drug to overcome it. Please see , these guys, have spread to Joe's thoracic spine... We have calculated that at their speed, they will destroy Joe's brain in less than three months."

In other words, after three months, he will die of brain death.

He has only three months left to live.

Like five thunders, Qiao Zhanbei froze in the wheelchair. All sentient body parts could only feel the bone-chilling chill.

He clenched his right hand tightly, his knuckles turned white as if he was about to struggle out of the thin flesh, and gradually, a sense of desperate suffocation engulfed him.

"Smith, can you shorten the time to develop the antidote to three months? No matter how much it costs, my friend is willing, please hurry up." Shi Yanshen stood up and begged Dr. Smith.

Dr. Smith shook his head, "That's impossible."

Shi Yanshen turned his back helplessly, and took a while to calm himself down. He pushed Qiao Zhanbei out of the office, "Zhanbei, don't be discouraged, I'll ask my mentors if they can do medicine. Intervention treatments such as surgical removal of necrotic spinal cord and cell transplantation."

Qiao Zhanbei leaned back against the back of the chair. He closed his eyes and was speechless.

At this time, his mobile phone vibrated.

"I don't want you to be alone, alone in the sea of ​​people, I don't want you to go through the wind and rain alone..."

In the car, Ye Mian was surprised when she heard the ringtone of Qiao Zhanbei's WeChat video, but also found it funny that the aloof CEO Qiao actually used an old pop song as the ringtone for her mobile phone.

Too crappy.

He took the video.

It's the middle of the night here in China, and the interior of the car is very dark. Ye Mian held up the phone and looked for an angle for a long time before he could barely see his face.

In the video, his background is a white wall, as if in a hospital.

She videos with him every day, and he said that he is currently undergoing a kind of electric shock therapy to stimulate the regeneration of his damaged spinal cord cells, and the effect has not yet been seen.

"Are you in the car? Just got off work?" Qiao Zhanbei asked concerned after seeing her situation.

He tried his best to stabilize his emotions, with a relaxed and natural expression.

"Yeah, I just ate small wontons with Xiao Xun for supper. I'll take him home later, and I'll go back to the compound." Ye Mian said, facing the phone screen to Jiang Xun who was in the passenger seat.

Jiang Xun quickly turned his face away to avoid the camera.

Not only is he withdrawn but also socially fearful, he never dares to eat out alone, and he is only willing to go if Ye Mian takes him with him.

Qiao Zhanbei: "Go back early."

"Wait, I really like the lyrics of your video ringtone, and I finally know that I will be in the same boat with me." Ye Mian said with a smile.

Listening to her words, a bitterness spread in his chest, and Qiao Zhanbei's nose felt sour.

She would be wrong.

Fool, to understand a sentence is to connect the context.

After hanging up the video, Qiao Zhanbei asked Shi Yanshen for a cigarette and left the laboratory.

"Are you planning to hide it from Ye Mian?" Shi Yanshen walked up to him and asked seriously.

Listening to Shi Yanshen's words, and remembering what Ye Mian said in the video just now, "Standing in the same boat through thick and thin", Qiao Zhanbei took a deep puff of his cigarette, suppressing the helplessness and pain in his chest.

He didn't listen to her again, and when she found out, she was going to be angry with him again.

After a long time, he looked at the blue sky in the distance, and slowly said, "The sooner she knows, the more sad she will be, so keep it a secret for now."

Qiao Zhanbei's condition was complicated, and medically, even surgery could not save him.

With less than three months of life left, he did not indulge in despair and began to arrange his affairs.

A month later...

Qiao Zhanbei was sitting in a wheelchair. On the table in front of him was a mobile phone holder. He asked his assistant to click on the video call for him.

After the assistant clicked on it, he immediately stepped aside.

In the middle of the night, Ye Mian had just gone to bed after taking a shower, when she heard the phone ringing, she picked it up and took it.

He said he was on a business trip for ten days and a half a month, and he hadn't come back after a month passed, saying that the electroshock therapy over there should be done according to the treatment schedule.

Qiao Zhanbei would make video calls with her almost every night. In the video, he seemed to be in good health and in good spirits. Ye Mian didn't think much about it.

As soon as the video was connected, Ye Mian looked at him and said with a smile: "Brother Qiao, I spared a week, and I will fly over to accompany you the day after tomorrow, and bring Qiao Qiao with me. Nuan Nuan was picked up by Brother Mobai yesterday went."

Hearing that she was coming to him, Qiao Zhanbei instinctively clenched his fists, but now, he has no feeling in his arms, and he has to rely on something on his back to barely sit.