Chapter 2893

"Cough, cough! Cough

Cold words ink severe cough, feel every cough, his lungs are about to spit out.

"Cough, cough!" When he thought of it before he had a severe cough, the river breeze gave him the spray that was sprayed in his mouth.

hurriedly went to the bedside cupboard to get the spray.

As long as a spray to the mouth, it will relieve the cough, the lungs will not feel hot.

, but Jiang Feng's hand was more advanced than him and got the spray.

Cold words ink to grab, but Jiang Fengming will hand behind, cold words ink simply can't reach.

"Cough, give it to me!" Cold words Mo said to Jiang Fengming.

Jiang Fengming is not moved, just coldly looking at the cold words, expressionless.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Cold words ink cough more severe, feel lung really fast spit out.

Seeing Jiang Fengming's indifference, he can't believe it. Does he really want to let himself die?

But since this is the case, why bother to save him before that?

I can't understand it, but it's not the time to investigate these reasons.

The most important thing now is whether he can survive!

Jiang Fengming is not joking!

Jiang Fengming really wanted to kill him.

And it did.

, give me the spray. Cough, cough Lengyanmo grabs Jiang Fengming's wrist and holds it tightly.

wanted to grab the spray, but he couldn't reach his other hand.

"What the hell are you doing! Cough, what do you want! "

Cold words ink lung hot pain, just feel almost out of breath.

if he doesn't get that spray, he will still die of suffocation.

"Be my son." The river breeze says coldly.

"Cough! You can't dream

Cold words Mo refused without hesitation.

"Are you sure? This is my last chance for you. " Jiang Fengming's eyes narrowed dangerously, and the smile on his lips was cold and gloomy.

Leng Yanmo was frightened and stunned by this threat.

At this time, he did not dare to gamble.

He also knows what he will face if he refuses again.

It's death.

he will suffocate because there is no spray.

Lengyan Mo continued to cough violently. Gradually, there was blood in his mouth.

"Cough..."

Cold words, ink coughing and bleeding, splashed on the white shirt of jiangfengming.

Cold words Mo scared, voice tremble, "blood..."

Jiangfengming is drooping eyes, eyes fall on the white shirt, pupil suddenly shrink.

But the body did not move, or indifferent to stand there, did not speak.

Cold words ink only feel hot pain in the lung, along the trachea spread to the throat.

His throat is burning now.

"Medicine Spray. " The voice of cold words Mo suddenly hoarse, become weak.

The pain is going to drain all his strength. Is he I'm dying.

This time, it's real death.

He didn't die in the earthquake, in the collapsed building of Zhanfeng.

But died in the hands of Jiang Fengming, died in a foreign hospital.

He died of suffocation.

Suffocation is the most frightening thing for lengyanmo.

"Help me." Cold words and ink tightly grasp Jiang Fengming's wrist, as if grasping the last straw.

It was the river wind that hurt him, but it was also the last straw.

At this time, only Jiang Fengming can save him.

"Save you, be my son." Jiang Fengming said with no expression, without the slightest emotion.

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