Chapter 2292： Tell me, how long can I live?

Chapter 2292 tells me, how long can I live?

In the bedroom, Gu Chuyan coaxed Xiao Yichu and Xiao Yiyan to sleep. Xiao Mohan took the document and said to her, "I'll go out."

"Yeah." Gu Chuyan responded, and when she looked at his figure, for some reason, she suddenly called him and said, "Mo Han."

Xiao Mohan stopped, he looked back at her, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just want to call you." Gu Chuyan said, always feeling strange in her heart, especially when time passed quickly. She felt a sense of powerlessness. She wanted to grasp something, but found that there was nothing.

"Wait for me to come back." Xiao Mohan said, he raised his foot and walked out.

When he wanted to go downstairs, he thought of something, he turned around and went back to the study, opened the secret compartment, and took out a box. Black eyes saw the contents inside and said, "What the **** is this?"

This box was originally given to Gu Chuyan by Gu Chengdong, and said it was a relic left by her mother.

Xiao Mohan looked at the medicine in this box, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, closed it, and put it back. When he turned to hold the document, he felt a pain in his chest and his body was shaking.

"Puff." Xiao Mohan couldn't support his body, his chest boiled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the document red.

Carpets, tables, sofas are stained with bright red blood, like snow beads, gently sliding down, dripping on the carpet, and being absorbed.

"What's going on?" Xiao Mohan pursed his lips and propped up his body. The pain in his chest became more intense. He raised his foot and walked towards the bathroom.

He used to have a period of time, and the illness frequently recurs, but the kind of pain is different from this time. This kind of pain comes from the bottom of his heart, and he needs to grip his internal organs and blood vessels tightly, like a trigger.

"Hiss." Xiao Mohan raised his foot and walked towards the bathroom, washing his face.

He looked at his ten fingers. Although the slender fingers were the same, the nails were a little pale and slowly black. He thought he had read it wrong, but he didn't expect that when he raised his hand, he found that the nails were black. .

"Han." Wenshui came out of Zhuo's room and opened the door to enter the study.

He walked to the bar and picked up a bottle of red wine to fight, but sensitively smelled the smell of blood in the study, asked the water to put down the red wine, and heard the sound of running water in the bathroom, he rushed in.

"Han, what's the matter?" Wenshui rushed in and saw Xiao Mohan standing in front of the sink.

Wen Shui stepped forward, Xiao Mohan made no sound, reached out his hand and pulled a tissue, wiped his hands, and said in a deep voice, "It's okay."

Although Xiao Mohan said it was all right, but his expression couldn't hide from him, Qiao Shui stretched out his hand and forcibly held his wrist. Seeing Xiao Mohan's fingertips, his nails were a little black, he couldn't believe it and said, "Look at him. "

Wen Shui clutched Xiao Mohan's wrist, and after the examination, his face changed.

"How long do I have?" Xiao Mohan asked in a deep voice, apparently knowing that it was a little difficult, after all, the expression on Qoshui explained everything.

Qing Shui did not make a sound, but squeezed his hand, and said in a deep voice, "I haven't talked to my sister-in-law?"

"Don't mention it, it makes her worry. You just need to tell me, how long will I have?" Xiao Mohan asked in a deep voice, he was prepared for the worst.

He has arranged everything, even... he also knows that Feng Jin and Xiao Chen are thinking of ways, but some things seem to be beyond human control.

"Grandpa Xiao, and your father, since they can survive and survive the age of 30, it proves that those poisons are not really deadly." Wenshui whispered.

Xiao Mohan listened, silently, he got up and walked outside.

(End of this chapter)