Chapter 23 Comrade Jin Lanjue - "Three predictions at the beginning?"I live broadcast through the S-level apocalypse》
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Jin Lanjue pushed Fang Yan away and sat up, only to realize that he had sneezed wildly and pulled the hanging needle on the back of his hand.
The needle rolled off, bright red blood seeped out one by one, and the back of her hand slowly swelled into a big white bun under her gaze.
Jin Lanjue: "..."
If sight could kill...
Fang Yan obviously didn't think this had anything to do with him, so he immediately yelled:
"Lan Lan! Why are you so careless? You just woke up and your body is so weak. Don't try..."
"Bang——"
Before he could finish his words, he was knocked out and hit the coffee table beside the hospital bed.
The plastic table legs and the ground immediately made a harsh sound.
"Lanlan!"
He Xiufang grabbed Jin Lanjue's hands and held the needle tightly.
Jin Lanjue's expression twisted in pain, and he immediately pulled out his hand with force.
Sure enough, the twisted needle pricked two bright red blood holes on the back of the hand that was originally swollen into a white bun.
Now there are three holes that are bleeding.
He Xiufang didn't pay attention to Jin Lanjue's hand at all. He just looked at her with a sad face, tears rolling down:
"Lanlan...you don't want your mother anymore?"
Jin Lanjue frowned.
After not seeing each other for just a few days, He Xiufang seemed like a different person.
His face was haggard, his appearance was haggard, and he looked like he had lost at least fifty pounds!
She was originally a pampered nouveau riche wife with a plump figure and a face full of collagen.
But now, the loose and yellow skin is wrinkled and drooping, and I have aged twenty years in the blink of an eye!
This was thinner than the He Xiufang she remembered in her previous life.
Subconsciously, she couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you?"
He Xiufang's eyes lit up and he immediately came up to hold her hand again.
Jin Lanjue immediately retracted his hand into the quilt and pressed it firmly under his buttocks.
He Xiufang wiped her tears in despair and looked at her expectantly:
"Lan Lan, you are a good child, but you still don't want your mother to suffer, right?
Look at mom like this, how will she take care of you in the future? Uuuuuuuu..."
Jin Lanjue listened for a long time without understanding the key point, so he couldn't bear to interrupt her: "You have something to say."
She paused, as if thinking of something, and asked, "Are you sick?"
He Xiufang immediately started crying pitifully.
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