The new contract wife was pregnant and fled

Fu Chenlie didn't speak.

He started the engine and drove the car out: "I'll take you home."

"I'm going to work, I'm not going home."

"Companies don't need sick employees."

Jiang Wanning emphasized: "I'm fine now, I'm awake, the doctor prescribed medicine just now, I just need to take the medicine on time and I'll be fine."

"Wan Ning, wake up."

“How sober is enough to be sober?”

After asking rhetorically, she laughed and cried: "If I was too sober, I wouldn't be able to live. The man I love the most doesn't want me anymore, and he married another woman. Sometimes I think it's good to be terminally ill. At least I'm dead. There is no need to suffer so much, and I will die cleanly."

These words reached Fu Chenlie's ears, disturbing him.

He didn't know what to say to respond to Jiang Wanning.

In the current relationship between the two who are just friends, there is not much he can say.

But in fact, he felt guilty towards Jiang Wanning, the person who had saved his life.

No one can be sure whether her lung cancer today is related to heavy smoke inhalation five years ago, but because she mentioned it before, the words smoke and lung cancer will always appear in his mind.

He was even brainwashed unconsciously, believing that there is a definite connection between "thick smoke" and "lung cancer".

This kind of cognition made him feel more guilty about not being able to express it.

When the thoughts were far away, Jiang Wanning's voice came to my ears again: "After I came out of the hospital, I have been thinking, should I die happily now, or wait for the disease to get worse and die in the end."

Fu Chenlie glanced at her while driving: "Live well, I will find the best medical team to treat you and prolong your life as much as possible."

"You don't want me anymore, what's the point of my life?"

"In this year, if you have any wish, I will try my best to help you achieve it, and I will take it as a thank you for saving my life."

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Wanning's eyes finally had some color.

She smiled very faintly: "Really?"

"Ah."

"As long as I have you, I have hope of living, Ariel, thank you."

Fu Chenlie didn't speak.

He finally sent Jiang Wanning to her villa.

After the car stopped, she looked at the man in the driver's seat: "Ariel, can you go to my house and stay with me for a while? I'm very confused and confused now, I don't know what to do, even you said I have any wish Can help me achieve, I can't think of anything, I only have one thought now, which is to get along with you as much as possible."

"The company is busy."

"Just for a while, half an hour, okay?"

The man did not speak.

Jiang Wanning retreated: "Then don't go to my house, just stay in the car. Let me sit in your car for a while, and you can sit in the front. Just talk to me."

Fu Chenlie's heart softened after seeing her so humble and retreating.

He said "hmm" as a response.

She smiled joyfully, and then lowered her eyes again, her appearance was quite in line with the mood swings of a terminally ill patient who is about to die.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Wanning said in a low voice: "Ariel, if it were you, what would you do at the end of your life?"

"have not thought."

"Then you think about it now, and then tell me, can you?"

He didn't speak.

She added: "Just take it as a reminder and give me a reference. In my current state, it seems that I have nothing else to do except wait to die."