The day Yang Fan was discharged from the hospital was the day Jin Chengze went to funeral.
Yan Xi called a noodle car, and on the way home, he happened to meet the funeral convoy.
Song Yunqing sighed and said: "A few days ago, I saw that he was fine, and if he said nothing, he would be gone. I heard that he died from drinking pesticides. I really can't stand the pain of the disease, and I can't bear it anymore."
On the side, Qi Yueru hugged her granddaughter and said nothing, but she blamed Song Yunqing in her heart for saying such things at this time. His own son also suffers from this disease, and Yang Fan will take this into his heart, and one day he will go this way when he gets sick. Didn't he instigate his son to die?
But what about her? Thinking of what she did to her daughter, I can't feel any sympathy for her.
Yang Fan looked at the funeral convoy, all the relatives wore white cloths on their heads, it was a mess, the scene was really not pretty. Wang Fengping's mother is holding the golden ball, and the child is also wearing a white hat. The custom here is that after a person dies, filial sons and grandchildren must wear hemp and filial piety.
He suddenly said: "I'm going to die, don't make it like this. Tell those who come to mourn, to wear black clothes with a white flower on your chest, it will be more solemn and beautiful."
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could you die? You are still so young?" Song Yunqing couldn't help but choked up when he heard his son's self-destructive words. "The doctor said, as long as you take medicine properly, you will get better."
? Yang Fan knew better than anyone else that his relapse this time was more than auspicious. What's the use of taking medicine well? Didn't he take medicine well before?
"It's better not to take medicine." He was still looking at Jin Chengze's funeral procession. Jin Wenhui was holding a photo of Jin Chengze's death in his hand. The photo on his ID card was taken as a posthumous photo, but the photo on his ID card was not good-looking at all. "I lived in the hospital at about the same time as him. He didn't spend so much money and lived for so long. I spent With so much wasted money, it¡¯s not likely that he can live longer than him. It¡¯s still a good deal for him, not only saving money for the family, but also leaving easily. And he is still a grandfather, I think when he leaves , there should be no regrets."
"Son, don't say that." Song Yunqing cried again, "It's better to live than to die. Who wants to die if they can live?"
Song Yunqing turned her head to look at Yan Xi, she hoped that Yan Xi could say a few words of comfort, what Yang Fan needed most at this moment was her encouragement, but she refused to speak. The resentment in his heart became stronger, and he became more convinced that Yan Xi was ready for Yang Fan's death.
The day after Yang Fan was discharged from the hospital, Yan Xi went to Beijing. She must hand over the clothing as soon as possible and get the final payment. Yang Fan's medicine was almost used up, and she had to buy new medicine as soon as possible.
Song Yunqing was very dissatisfied with her actions. Her husband still had three or four months to live, so she still wanted to go out? At this time, is making money so important?
Yan Xi didn't explain much, she had already given up explaining. When a person thinks you are wrong, even breathing is wrong. She thought, unless she could die instead of Yang Fan, her image in Song Yunqing's heart would not be better, so why not let her go.
When I arrived in Beijing, I went to Xu Lu's company first. In less than half a year, Luming Film and Television has doubled in size.
When Xu Lu saw Yan Xi, he told her beamingly that two directors had seen her design and wanted to cooperate with her. She said: "Yan Xi, if you can negotiate these two deals, you can really take the road of film and television modeling."
But Yan Xi said: "I have already sent you the clothes in advance, you should have checked them all, right? When can I pay the final payment?"
"What's the matter with you, you talk about money with me as soon as you come?" Xu Lu felt a little hurt.
Yan Xi said: "I have to go back as soon as possible. Yang Fan's medicine is not enough, and he is waiting for money to buy medicine. And his disease has relapsed. The doctor said that he can live up to four months. I can't stay here for too long."
Xu Lu said: "Yan Chuan told me about your incident a few days ago, and I was about to talk to you about it. Yan Xi, do you really plan to buy imported medicine for him?"
"As long as he lives for one day, he has to take this medicine."
"But this is throwing money into the water." Xu Lu, an outsider, felt that this was completely unnecessary. Since the doctors have pronounced the death sentence, it is really unwise to throw a lot of money into the water. What's more, she has also heard about Yan Xi's life in Yang's family these years. Based on what Yang Fan's mother did, Yan Xi's ability to achieve what she is today is due to the utmost benevolence.
"Maybe if you keep eating, a miracle will happen?" Yan Xi still had hope.
"When it's time for Yan Xi to let go, you have to learn to let go." Xu Lu didn't understand that even at this moment, Yan XiXi also made himself burn with such hope, "I know it's cruel to say this, but you have to think about it for yourself. You put all your money on him, and you ended up with nothing in the end. What will you and Xile do in the future? Even so, his mother still scolds you all day long, and you won't get a good one."
Yan Xi said: "Rationally speaking, I also know that money can't buy life. But I can't let Xile lose my father at such a young age. As long as he is alive, we are a complete family!"
"As you said, if Yang Fan has been taking medicine for a miracle, then the final payment of this order will not be enough for him to pay for the medicine in the future? You have to find a way to develop your own business and broaden your path. So , you have to think about the future, follow me to meet the director tomorrow, learn about their new play, and strive to take these two orders, this is the most important thing you should do." She got up and pulled Yan Xi, " I've paid the balance to your card this morning, if you don't believe that there is a bank downstairs, you can check it out. Let's go, I'll treat you, and I'll give you the wind."
Yan Xi looked at the time, and it was still early for dinner: "No, I want to visit Yan Chuan while it's still early."
"He's filming out of town now, what are you going to see?"
"He's a boy who never knows how to take care of himself. I'll go to his place to see, maybe he can help clean up the house."
Xu Lu said: "You don't need to worry about this, the company hired an assistant for him. The little assistant is very clever, and he took good care of him."
"real?"
"Don't believe me? Then I'll take you to his residence first to see if the place he lives in is well organized."
Yan Xi agreed: "That's a good idea, take me there. Does he have a kitchen there? I'll go buy some vegetables, and we'll cook some food at his place instead of going out to eat."
Seeing her agreeing so readily at first, Xu Lu regretted making this suggestion. Later, when he heard that she was going to cook herself, he jumped up again. It's been a long time since she had eaten the dishes made by Yan Xi herself, but when she was in school, every dish she cooked still made her mouth water. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com