Chapter 2780

On the corridor, Chuyu looked at Master Chu, with a faint smile on his pale face. "Brother Chu, why are you here?"

Standing in front of him, he was thin, his eyes sunken, and his face pale as if suffering from terminal illness.

White, almost transparent.

Master Chu finally understood why Sanpei didn't dare to see her.

She has been suffering to this point, and Sanpei will never dare to add a little more harm to her.

Even if it's upsetting her.

"Huaguduo, is it convenient to talk to me alone?"

"Is it OK here?" There was a little entreaty in the beginning voice.

She did not dare to leave Chen Junhua too far, nor to leave him too long. He stayed alone in the ward and would be confused.

"Not for long. Come with me."

Master Chu turns around first and enters the elevator.

The beginning language bit the lip, hesitated to follow up.

The elevator door closed, and the figure of rudimentary words disappeared in the corridor.

Pei sanshao, who was hiding in another ward, opened the door and walked out.

He walked quickly to Chen Junhua's ward and knocked on the door.

"Yan Yan, are you back?" The person who opens the door is Chen Junhua.

The smile on his face, when touching Pei sanshao's face, immediately converged.

The smile was stiff in the corner of his lips. He was disappointed at the bottom of his eyes, but he still opened the door.

"Come in, please."

Pei sanshao steps into the ward and takes a look at the large ward. Beside his bed, there is a smaller bed.

I think it's on that bed where I rest.

Shen Junhua sat down on the sofa and poured him a glass of water. "There is only boiled water here, please take care of it."

Pei sanshao also sat down, "it doesn't matter, I'm not here to drink water."

"For words, right?"

What he came for? Chen Junhua knows it.

The two of them were strangers at first, but they met because of the initial language.

Pei sanshao looks at Chen Junhua. His face is pale with a morbid blue color. There is not a little blood color.

Advanced brain cancer.

Four words came to his mind out of the blue.

Pei sanshao is in a very heavy mood, his chest is smothering and he can't breathe at any time.

"Chen Junhua, I'm sorry." Pei San Shao's throat is hard. His voice is burning with every word he says.

A tearing pain.

Chen Junhua is silent

He doesn't like the three words "sorry". Sorry can't save anything. He can only let the apologist get a peace of mind.

His apology can't prolong his life.

He apologized and could not return his health to him.

So what's the use of apologizing?

"I know that no matter what I say or do now, I can't make up for the damage I have done to you. But you have to believe in the sincerity of my apology. No matter what you want me to do, I can promise you. "

Pei sanshao got up and came to him. His lips were slightly pursed and his eyes were lowered. He bent his knees slowly.

Chen Junhua's pupils are constricted, and he can't believe that Pei jiasanshao, who has always been high above him and used his power to play with him in applause, knelt down in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Chen Junhua stands up abruptly and looks at him helplessly.

Pei sanshao knelt on his knees and didn't intend to get up. He lowered his posture to the dust. "I owe you, I'm sorry for you. If you want to kill or cut, just open your mouth. I asked you for one thing and said something. I'm sorry, not her. I don't need her to atone for the sins I've committed. "