Chapter 118

"Yes."

Ling Chen nodded this time.

"Give me as much as you want." Tang Zhenyuan said excitedly that during this period, he also began to involve in financing, and he could get more money with 20 million yuan.

He can't sit on a mountain and eat nothing, or no amount of money will not be enough for him to cure his illness.

Ling Chen took a deep look at Tang Zhenyuan.

I found he didn't look down on him. It was not easy to say such words. He must be rich now.

"Wait a minute." Ling Chen laughed, some sinister.

He went back into the room and came out with another depressant.

One can suppress 30% and two can make 60%.

Three is 90%.

Four, can completely suppress, but this is not the antidote, there is a time limit, as long as you still want to live a normal life, you must keep buying.

When Tang Zhenyuan enjoys a normal life, he will be addicted. At that time, he will not be able to buy these pills.

Hey, hey, hey.

Ling Chen laughed insidiously. He liked money most.

"How much is it?"

Tang Zhenyuan received the pill from Lingchen, and asked excitedly.

"Three million."

Ling Chen sighed and said, "it's hard to get herbs for refining pills recently, so the price has been raised."

"Do you want it?"

"Yes!"

Tang Zhenyuan didn't care. He had money anyway.

After giving the money to Lingchen, Tang Zhenyuan immediately took the pills. He immediately felt that his nose was unobstructed. He was very relaxed. He was a little infatuated with this comfortable feeling.

"Alas..."

Tang Zhenyuan was suddenly afraid of the previous days. He was so miserable that he couldn't even see a woman in his life.

"Why sigh, young man?" Ling Chen asked.

"Lingchen, when can you refine a complete antidote? I don't want to live the old days. It's too painful. I'm just killing me when I don't have a woman."

Tang Zhenyuan said in despair.

This is like a lion eating meat eating grass.

It's going to die.

Ling Chen looked at Tang Zhenyuan and said slowly, "what's so sad about this?"

Tang Zhenyuan raised his head to see Xiang Lingchen.

Suddenly a little moved.

Ling Chen pondered for a while, but continued to say.

"Isn't life about ups and downs?"

Tang Zhenyuan:

Lingchen comforted him: "it's good to get used to it. There are still many days like this in the future."

"Can't you say something normal?" Tang Zhenyuan feel some toothache, generally this kind of thing is to say some good words to comfort, how Lingchen said so toxic?

"Well."

Ling Chen was silent for a moment, as if thinking. After a long time, he said, "when God closes a door for you..."

"And let you have a dog."

Tang Zhenyuan:

Goodbye.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't want to stay here any longer. He was afraid that he would die if he stayed for a long time.

Didn't the original sentence open a window?

"I'm gone."

Tang Zhenyuan left this sentence and turned away. He didn't want to stay here any more. He felt that it took strength to talk to others, just like Lingchen. There was great terror in it.

Ling Chen looked at Tang Zhenyuan's back and pondered for a long time.

Then he said out loud.

"Don't worry about things that can't be solved today."

"Because it may not be solved tomorrow."

You can see that Tang Zhenyuan's feet falter for a while, and then he suddenly ran away without looking back.