Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

The system just breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Chuijin continued: [Isn't it just dying. 】

System: [...] Although it is true, this sentence combined with her casual expression, there is always a feeling that she has given up her life.

The blood was vomiting up, and she continued to eat like this without thinking about it, and she didn't respect the blood that she vomited up too much.

Ye Chuijin called the housekeeper and pointed to the blood stains on the ground: "I'm sorry, Uncle Zhou."

Uncle Zhou was shocked when he saw the blood on the ground: "What's the matter? What is it? Miss Ye, where are you hurt? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Ye Chuijin shook his head: "It's not hurt, I'm vomiting."

Zhou Bo's expression stiffened for a moment when he heard this.

Of course he knew that Miss Ye was in the terminal stage of cancer, but he had never seen such an indifferent terminal cancer patient.

Ye Chuijin didn't care about it, and he cheerfully found an excuse: "Gu Ming was vomiting blood."

Uncle Zhou: "..."

Ye Chuijin: "Should I go back to the room first?"

"Okay, Miss Ye."

After returning to the room, Ye Chuijin lay bored on the bed for a while, then sat up and looked out the window.

The villa has changed, the garden has more than doubled, and the entire yard looks clean and tidy.

There were servants shuttled back and forth in the garden. After Ye Chuijin watched for a while, Gu Ming, who had received news of her vomiting blood, went and returned.

He almost broke in, and his steps were a little messy. When he saw her sitting at the window looking outside, Gu Mingzhen felt a sudden jump, rushed forward and hugged her from the window platform.

Ye Chuijin was abruptly picked up, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

When I turned around, I saw the worried expression on his face, and it suddenly became clear: "Are you afraid that I will commit suicide by jumping off the building?"

Gu Mingzhen didn't speak.

Ye Chuijin laughed: "No."

As soon as Gu Mingzhen's breath was relieved, she heard her continue to say: "The third floor is too short, what if I can't die? If I want to commit suicide, I might as well cut my wrists."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Gu Mingzhen is now scared when he hears the word "death".

Ye Chuijin thinks about it for himself: "But don't worry, I won't commit suicide now, after all, there is nothing necessary."

Anyway, she didn't have a long time to live. Why did she commit suicide? Isn't this a waste of death resources?

Gu Ming understood the content of her words and couldn't help holding her back to draw people closer.

After a long kiss, Ye Chuijin's eyes remained calm.

Gu Mingzhen looked at the indifferent person in front of him, who seemed to be indifferent anyway, and the cut in his heart faintly hurt again.

"Ye Chuijin, I won't let you die."

He said so.

Ye Chuijin didn't speak.

She died so miserably in her last life, and it makes no sense that she could become a medical miracle in this life.

"Mr. Gu, don't waste your efforts, I know my own body." She seemed to have little influence on her mood: "You should change your partner as soon as possible."

"No!" Gu Mingzhen took a deep breath: "Ye Chuijin, I won't give up."

Seeing his expression, Ye Chuijin didn't persuade him anymore, just sighed.

Now that he had acquiesced that he knew her condition, Gu Mingzhen would never hide it anymore.

He did not take Ye Chuijin to the hospital, but built the villa into a recuperation place.

The medicine that was secretly put in the porridge before does not need to be so concealed. Gu Ming has hired five or six private doctors to check her body every day, just like An An.

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