Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Zhou Chongguang just watched, watched, and smiled softly for a long time.

Then, he saw Gu Ze walking back slowly.

Gu Ze bent over and spoke to Qin Mu in a low voice. He saw Gu Ze's expression very gentle.

Qin Mu raised his head and kept looking at Gu Ze, his eyes focused.

They seemed to be the most common husband and wife in the world, Zhou Chongguang's eyes were a little hot.

Yes, we are together, and at Gu Ze's age, eagerly wanting to get married is also expected. As for the children, it is probably accidental, unexpected joy.

Soon, we will get married.

Zhou Chongguang's body took a step back, hidden in the darkness of the aisle, his face was a little bleak, and his closed eyes also showed his inner struggle and pain.

After a long time, he walked out slowly, but he no longer saw Qin Mu and Gu Ze, thinking about it, he should go upstairs to check.

Zhou Chongguang's fingers clenched tightly, and on his fingertips, there was a laboratory report sheet, which said the latest condition of his body...

The doctor’s words sounded mildly and cruelly: Mr. Zhou, your illness cannot be delayed. The hospital is looking for a suitable liver source, but it has not waited for a suitable liver source for a while. I know that Mr. Zhou himself has connections. Work hard.

The doctor paused: "Mr. Zhou, you know that time waits for no one. There is a glimmer of hope. We don't want to give up. Mr. Zhou himself... don't give up."

The doctor looked at the man in front of him. The man who had appeared in major financial magazines was full of spirits. At this time, he was full of tiredness and thinness after being sick.

Originally, he should have been hospitalized. However, Zhou Chongguang insisted on not being hospitalized. He requested conservative medication. Knowing that this is far from enough. Like this, he could not wait for a suitable liver source. He may no longer be there. .

Zhou Chongguang squeezed the test sheet with his fingers and smiled lightly——

Now, he can safely wait...death.

In this world, the people and things that he missed no longer belonged to him.

He raised his eyes, looked at the white light above the ceiling of the hospital, and smiled bleakly.

Mu Mu, he will be fine.

At this moment, a large grasped his shoulder, and the test sheet in his hand was forcibly taken away.

He was startled and bowed his head, facing Zhao Ziyi's angry and painful face.

"Sogo, you are crazy!" Zhao Ziyi looked at the test sheet three or two times, his thin lips pressed tightly: "You don't want to live anymore, do you?"

Therefore, he hid alone, and lived alone in the house where Qin Mu used to live. No one was seen, and the company's affairs were ignored.

The Zhou Chongguang he knew was not like that. He followed him and finally knew the reason.

Liver disease...late stage!

Zhou Chongguang smiled faintly, and gently snatched the test sheet, torn it to pieces and threw it away: "You have also seen it, it is late. There is no difference between cure and death!"

"The difference is that you don't want to live anymore." Zhao Ziyi's eyes were full of pain: "Sogo, you weren't like this before. If you like Qin Mu, go and chase it back! What are you doing? If you die, let Qin Mu stay. Do you have a few tears in front of your grave?"

Zhou Chongguang stepped back two steps, his body leaning against the cold wall of the hospital, his eyes mocked: "What am I going to chase after her? With my broken body? Can I give her happiness?"