In the long diameter corridor, Sun Yue looked at Yan Que An at the other end through the onlookers, Yan Que An just stared at Sun Yue deeply and turned her head to leave in the opposite direction.

Lu Ming was also kicked out, squatting at the safe passage door of the corridor, listening to the noise of various rescue sounds.

"Family? Are the families coming! The doctor came out of the room and shouted. Lu Ming immediately stood up from the ground and rubbed his reddened nose, "I am." Doctor

: "The current situation is not optimistic, you also know that malignant tumors cannot be cured, and there is a possibility of preparing for the future at any time. Have you raised any money?

"There are still hundreds of thousands left." Lu Ming rolled up and down in the Adam's apple, "Let's turn first, and then I will raise money in a short time." The

doctor stopped talking, and finally left with a long sigh.

Sun Yue got the death note and planned to go to Yan Qi'an, but who knew that his clothes were pulled by someone, and when he turned around, he grabbed his clothes and didn't let go.

His eyes were slightly red, and he gathered in a shallow circle, raising his eyes and smiling a little stiffly and embarrassedly:

"130,000 for the ownership of the Death Note."

Sun Yue looked at him lightly, and sneered, "I've got it." "

You just got the Death Note, but Amma still follows me." Lu Ming began to discuss, "As long as I don't die, Amma will never stand by your side, and even if you kill me, Amma will write your name."

Sun Yue rubbed his swollen palm and motioned for him to follow him to the safe passage before continuing the topic just now.

Ryuk guarded the staircase to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

"It's embarrassing, the road understands." Sun Yue leaned against the wall and laughed at Lu Lu, who sold the ownership of the Death Note for money, and understood, "What I refused to hand over at the beginning is now only 130,000 yuan, and I can't wait to give it to the enemy like a dog."

Lu Ming gritted his teeth, if he hadn't tried other fundraising platforms and loans, how could he be so lowly and wronged begging this person.

"130,000, I have it."

Sun Yue calculated that in addition to daily expenses, the rest of the money was almost 130,000.

Ama beside him didn't open his mouth from beginning to end, silently supporting Lu Ming's choice.

“...... 130,000 can get a death note that can kill, this choice is really exciting. Sun Yue said.

You must know that there are still many Death Note reservists in this world who want to squeeze into the top six all the time, and even the top six Death Note holders are fighting among themselves to get more Death Note.

For example, Xue Qingyan, such as Sun Yue himself...

"I'll agree to this deal, but only if you grant me one more request."

“...... What are the requirements?

"Keep your head down, don't resist."

Lu Ming obediently lowered his head, and in the next second, a strong slap was ushered in on the left side of his face!

Sun Yue withdrew his hand lightly: "This slap was dragged to the ground by you before it hit you in the face." The

backhand slapped the other side of the road again!

"This is the cost of treatment for my right hand."

Lu Ming still hung his head, and exhaled a breath to suppress his emotions: "Have you had enough?" If you've had enough, you should give money, boss. "

I don't have a card with me, so come back to me when you have time."

"Tonight."

“...... If you're not afraid of a lot of people, you can do that.

After temporarily settling the matter of Lu Ming, Sun Yue came to Yan Qi'an's hospital room, where the children were already sitting on the bed and scribbling death notes with a pen.

"You put his name on it?" Sun Yue locked the door and asked the question he had always wanted to ask.

"I haven't had time to write yet, but it's not long before I look at it." Yan Que Ann threw away the Death Note in her hand, "Are you here to ask this question?"

Sun Yue sat on the chair next to him and brought Xiduo's favorite chocolate.

"You've seen more than one Grim Reaper behind me."

Yan Que An could see that there was more than one Grim Reaper beside Sun Yue from touching every Death Note, and it was just because it was too unbelievable before, and she was not so afraid after admitting the existence of Death.

Sun Yue took out another death note and handed it to Yan Qi'an: "At present, there are four death notes, you have to keep them, and you can't touch them to anyone except me."

"Does this thing increase lifespan?" Yan Que Ann held up one of the books and asked.

"Not really."

Yan Que Ann received an answer, her eyes full of disappointment, "Useless things."

Sun Yue smiled, and suddenly remembered something, "Regarding the matter of your family, do you want to go back and take a look these days?" Your uncle probably won't be able to hold on for a few days. "

When Sun Yue wrote down the date of death of Uncle Yanque'an, it was just a few days ago, and he just wanted to see what Yanque'an would do if he stayed for so long.

Yan Que'an put away the death note, nodded indifferently, and thought that his condition would be discharged from the hospital in a few days to recuperate, so he told Sun Yue the news.

Sun Yue was naturally happy when he heard the news, Gu Si was still being monitored, and Sun Yue himself couldn't spare his hands and just lacked someone to do things for him in secret.

"You stay in the hospital for the past few days, and stay with your aunt on the day you are discharged." After Sun Yue finished speaking, he told him another piece of news, "When I came from the stairs just now, I seemed to see another child named Yan Jiaxuan who was also hospitalized on this floor, I don't know if you recognize him."

Yan Quean's eyelids trembled slightly, and her tone became cold: "Where is the room?" In

the evening, Yan Que'an stood at the door of room 15, listening to the warm words of the cold inside.

When the woman inside had something to go out, Yan Que An pushed open the door and walked into the ward, and the bed at the door still smelled of the smell of rice, and a child who looked a little similar to Yan Que An lay quietly on the bed watching TV.

The light fell on him, and his ruddy and energetic face was endearing.

Yan Jiaxuan on the bed saw the eyes of the person who came in suddenly widen, and sat up directly and pointed at Yan Qi'an: "You, you, how did you come here?!" Compared

with the energetic children in the bed, Yanquean is simply a heaven and earth with him.

Yan Qi'an's sharp eyes noticed the faint red spots on Yan Jiaxuan's body, and surprise flashed in her eyes, and then all turned into a smile visible to the naked eye.

"Naturally, I'm here for you."

The rest of the room thought the two were brothers, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

Yan Que sat down in the chair next to him, stared at the information card on the bedside and muttered, "Leukemia? So you also suffered? "

Don't talk to you!" Yan Jiaxuan obviously didn't like to see the person next to him.

It was only at this moment that Yan Qi'an figured out why her uncle wanted to let her die.

"Your family has no money, so you are worried about the insurance compensation left by my mother, so you will be kind to me and keep asking me where the money is hidden, so you will refuse to let me go to the welfare home, I thought you really cared about me haha..."

It's over, and now it's going to come true. "

He's going to be discharged.

Discharge from the hospital now.

The scar on my neck still hurts even when it rains.

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