Chapter 151

Xun Mohua crawled on the desk and shook his turtle. His big eyes were not focused and he was thinking about things.

At the beginning, the Jiuzhou company was coaxing in Lincheng Niu B. No matter how powerful his family was, he only had a nickname in the world. It was his brother, Xun Mochen, who really made Kyushu rise.

Xun Mochen is smart enough and ruthless enough. Dare to make a decision and conquer all directions. Many people have a phobia of choice. We usually call it indecision. The heavier the burden on the shoulders, the more afraid of making mistakes.

Xun Mochen is not without fault, but he doesn't seem to have such a psychological obstacle. He is aggressive all the way, leading Kyushu to prosperity.

He admires his brother incomparable, just like Xun Mochen's group of subordinates, but there is an indescribable feeling, such as acting coquettishly with his brother, which can't tolerate his brother's suffering. Although this situation is almost rare.

What is your brother doing now? Lie on the rattan chair and watch the mountain tiger.

Xun Mohua cheered up and patted his face. Xun Mochen has protected him for so long that it's time for him to protect his brother.

Acting President of Kyushu, he must be very good! Come on, Xun Mohua!

Xun Mochen's muscles were seriously damaged, and his internal organs were also injured. He usually needed drug conditioning and hormone injection. People who used to be so fierce and crazy now look pitiful.

Once when he rarely went to the street, he happened to see a magazine in the bookstore outside. Xun Mochen paused, then bought it and put it on his bookshelf.

That's the magazine Su Qianmian once read, the monthly magazine.

The same name, the same colorful, but the time has passed for three years, and now this is the latest.

From then on, Xun Mochen has another job: buying magazines.

There are two sets of washing tools in the bathroom. He is used to using the pink cup Bluetooth brush - which used to be Su Qianmian. She said: I allow you to use it, and I don't dislike you.

After dinner, I sat at the window or in the small yard, looking at the red mountain tigers all over the wall in a daze.

It's red and full of walls. Xun Mochen is playing with his mountain tiger in the yard, removing weeding and watering - in fact, the mountain tiger doesn't need to take care of it like this. It can live by throwing it in the wild.

In the afterglow of the sunset, Xun Mochen's thin figure looked particularly lonely.

Liu Faxi once came to cook for Xun Mochen and planned to make fish soup. Xun Mochen was shocked when he saw the dead and clean fish eye.

There's nothing he can do. He has insomnia at night. Those who have been killed by him always come to make trouble in his dreams. Closing his eyes is a ferocious face.

Xun Mochen began to take sleeping pills.

The doctor said that the ingredients in the sleeping pills and the hormones he injected are not good for people's health.

Xun Mochen was indifferent, and no one dared to say anything.

Life is just like this day. When the sun went down and everyone was clean, and he was the only one left in the whole room, Xun Mochen put Su Qianmian's pillow, put her pajamas beside him, and then slept in his arms.

Su Qianmian didn't take anything away, clothes, shoes, books, bits and pieces of gadgets... There were also dirty clothes to be washed in the washing machine. Xun Mochen washed them, hung them up, and then looked in a daze. There are textbooks she bought from the Internet on the table, which have not been opened yet. Xun Mochen put it on the bookcase intact, as if waiting for Su Qianmian to come back at night to open it by himself. Of course, Su Qianmian didn't take it away, as well as her violin and a dog.

He has never moved her violin or even looked at it. I take a walk with Xiaohei every evening.

Xiaohei is not as happy as before. At the beginning of the week, there was nothing wrong. Later, I felt something was wrong. I often ran to the door, and then I ran to the door of the yard, squatted at the door, with my nose facing the end of the road, or the bright moon, and my eyes were confused and sad.

It seems to understand that it has been abandoned.

Xun Mochen put down the sleeves of the white shirt and said slowly to the old doctor, "How's it going?"

The old doctor coughed, which was a little difficult to say.

"Speaking, how many years are there to live?" On the contrary, Xun Mochen is very light.

The old doctor sighed: "Young master, don't take sleeping pills. The reaction of the two is too great. Although your illness can't be cured, taking medicine regularly, coupled with reasonable living habits, is also stable. But you do it like this..."

Xun Mochen interrupted, "How long can I live?"

The old doctor sighed again: "This is not good, if you can follow..."

"Say it directly."

The old doctor really can't do anything about Xun Mochen. He is the old doctor of the Xun family. Naturally, he knows how proud the person in front of him is. He really can't bear this kind of straightforward death sentence.

"Two years. After that, it is estimated that people will take care of it. The old doctor still said it. But he was very worried that such a proud person might choose to break himself at that point.

He had been burned twice, and then frostbite his tissue in the snowy mountains. His body was in the midst of Jin Yu's external failure. He looked strong, but in fact he couldn't stand the toss.

However, he is still fighting with the level of the cold front. Leng Feng is really dead. Xun Mochen's internal organs are seriously injured.

And he was also shot through the spleen, injuring the pancreas, digestive juice outflow, mild rot, and the skin contracted and uneven after healing.

Any single one is not a too serious problem. But when we get together, we will die.

He can't recover by himself. His body is aging rapidly and his muscles atrophy.

And Xun Mochen is simply passive resistance and does not cooperate with treatment.

Xun Mochen closed his eyes: Two years, he can take care of Xun Mohua to grow up, that's enough.