Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 315 The terminally ill eldest lady (7)

"Doctor Zhuang."

Zhuang Jihan left Ruan Ruan's room and went to the basement. The housekeeper stopped him and said, "I want you to come over this late in the evening. I don't know if you have had dinner yet. I packed some food so you can take it with you to eat on the way."

"Miss, you are too worried about this matter."

A three-layered thermal box was brought to him, and he took it, "Thank you, this is my responsibility."

Zhuang Jihan's lower body was in a pair of black casual pants. The pockets were very deep, and the small medicine bottles were deeply sunken inside, only showing some inconspicuous shapes.With his free hand, he took the thermos box with his right hand and gently hooked it with his fingertips, making an indentation.

He took the initiative to say goodbye and carried his things into the basement.

The lights in the basement were a little dim. He found the car he had just parked, opened the door and got into the driver's seat.He did not drive with interior lights, and the aura he exuded in the dim environment was so cold that he was dead silent. He leaned weakly on the driver's seat, with the thermos box casually placed on the passenger side. He took out the medicine bottle in his trouser pocket, and the pills inside were still there. With more than half of the bottle left, he shook it slowly twice, and the sound of pills colliding could be heard. He rubbed the bottle twice, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, put it back into your pocket.

Zhuang Jihan started the car. There were more than a dozen luxury cars parked in the basement. When he drove by, the light from the headlights came in through the half-open glass window. His profile was smooth, his jawline was clearly tightened, and he tilted his head to look at the rearview mirror. A small red mole happened to be exposed behind the ear bone. It was in obvious contrast with him and brought out some lust.

The palms with clear joints control the turns on the steering wheel. The back of the hands is only covered with a thin layer of skin, which adheres to the joints. The veins under the skin are obviously colored.As he drove out of the basement, he closed the window and a car passed him in the opposite direction.

Ruan Ruan was lying on the bed, with her back leaning on two stacked soft pillows. Her legs were naturally straightened and crossed. The quilt was lifted to the side. She was not playing with her mobile phone. The call came in after two rings. Hang up, no plan to pick up.

Text messages and WeChat messages popped up one after another, but she didn't read much, let alone reply.

But the screen never turned off.

"Jiaojiao, daddy is coming in."

Ruan Shaoyuan's cautious voice came from the door, and the messages on his mobile phone also stopped.

She didn't say yes or no, but her eyes drifted in that direction. She opened a software at random, and what she saw was the push of the real and fake daughter.

Ruan Shaoyuan opened the door with the key inserted in the door. She looked away from the push button, her mood became worse and her tone was bad, "Why are you here? Don't you need to accompany your newly recognized daughter?" Her fingers were being pressed He twitched his horn, feeling unspeakably bitter, "I'm just a fake anyway. Is it worth your time to come and see me?"

What he said was clearly a bit of pampering. If anyone else was in this situation, they would have been afraid of being kicked out, so how could they dare to cause trouble.

"What nonsense are you talking about, good girl? Why would it be a waste of time to come and see you? You are not a fake..." He suddenly thought of something, "Is someone gossiping in front of you?"

Ruan Ruan didn't look at him, "No. Isn't that what you think? Otherwise, why didn't you let me go to the banquet today, for fear that I would embarrass her? But I won't live long, so if you put your focus on her now, I won't I understand, I will die sooner or later anyway, so you don’t need to invest too much emotion in me..."

As she spoke, she raised her head and met his serious expression, her words stuck in her mouth, "No, dad will definitely think of a way to cure you."

(End of this chapter)