Yu Jinwen was thinking about drawing a few photos of the newly acquired Nan Song. He was anxious to finish the work and got off work at that time.

He wanted to prepare a special gift for Nan Song, the only one in the world.

All I want to do is make my wife happy.

As for the Zhuo family, they have long been forgotten.

When I arrived at the door of my house and saw Shen Liu's book stuck on the wall, I remembered that Zhuo Zhengyao had his leg broken and suddenly felt unlucky.

His face also drooped.

Shen Liushu was rejected once again, leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette, feeling unspeakably depressed.

Hearing the sound of parking and seeing Yu Jinwen walking over, he stood up straight and a smile appeared on his weathered face, "A Jin."

It has to be said that after being hit by one after another during this period, Shen Liushu has aged a lot visibly, and his hair turned gray almost overnight.

"Why are you here again?"

Yu Jinwen looked at him expressionlessly, as if looking at a stranger.

Shen Liushu forced his lips to smile, his voice weak, "I called your mother, but the number was empty."

"Her number changed." Yu Jinwen said indifferently: "It's not to avoid you, you are not that important."

Shen Liushu's eyes were filled with confusion, "Can you take me in and see her? I... have something I want to ask her for."

"Begging her? Why do you want to beg her?"

Yu Jinwen seemed to have heard a fairy tale, his eyebrows were lazy, "My mother and you have no relationship now, and there is no affection at all. There are so many people who want to see her, who are you? I know, you are here. For the sake of Zhuo Zhengyao, I can also tell you clearly that my mother will not beg her ex-husband’s current wife’s brother for her husband. Others don’t know what the Zhuo family has done to her in the past. Can you not know? I I don’t even know, how can you have the face to come and beg her?”

What he said, every word was heart-breaking, pricking Shen Liushu's heart into a hornet's nest.

Yu Jinwen withdrew his eyes coldly and was about to avoid him and go home, but Shen Liushu suddenly covered his heart and fell in his direction.

—

In the hospital, Yu Jinwen was sitting on a bench, looking at the diagnosis report in his hand, his face dark and unclear.

"Mr. Shen was diagnosed with myocardial infarction before, and the stomach report has also come out. It is basically certain that it is cancer. The cancer cells spread quickly..."

It seems that what Ding Mao said before about Shen Liushu not having much life left is true.

At that time, Ding Mao could tell that he had some problems with his heart and stomach, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

He took out his mobile phone and called Yu Fengjiao to tell him about Shen Liushu's situation.

Yu Fengjiao was silent for a while and did not make any comments. She just said lightly, "I understand."

*

Zhuo Yue couldn't get through her phone calls to Shen Liushu, and she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

"How's it going? Is it okay to go to Liushu? Your eldest brother's leg can't wait that long. If he doesn't get treatment quickly, he won't be able to reconnect it even if he wants to!"

Zhuo's mother muttered in Zhuo Yue's ear that she was a woman and didn't understand anything. Zhuo Xuan couldn't be contacted in country T, and even if she could be contacted, it would be beyond her reach.
Chapter completed!