Liang Chen doesn't care about these problems. Since she wants to go abroad for treatment, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Liang Chen agrees with Zhou Ruobing's request.

It's just about money.

Liang Chen took out the phone, opened Huifeng bank's app, pressed it directly, looked up at Zhou Ruobing and said, "card number sent, one million is enough!"

"Ah? A million? "

Zhou Ruobing was a little stunned after hearing about it.

Is this a million dollars enough?

It is said that the cost of hospitalization in foreign countries is too high to accept, let alone this kind of disease. She fiddled with her thumb and seemed a little uneasy.

It's all about the horrors of later onset.

When Zhou Ruobing found out the disease, he knew the consequences. Not only was the body rotten, but the virus collapsed to the whole body and even the brain.

She felt numb when she thought about it.

"What? One million is not enough? "

Seeing her hesitation, she seemed not satisfied with the price.

Liang Chen held his hands in front of his chest, looked at her with vigilance, and then said, "as a predecessor, I don't need to pay attention to your present situation. To give you this one million yuan is just out of pity for you. If you think it is too little, you can go to Xu Chaojie and say that he can give you a hundred thousand looks!"

After that, he wanted to get up and leave.

The moment the corners of his mouth twitch, the expression on his face does not care. No matter what Zhou Ruobing looks like in the future, it has nothing to do with him Liang Chen. Now he is willing to give her a million yuan, which is the utmost benevolence.

"Good! Thank you

Her eyes twinkled with tears.

She never tried to find someone else he said.

However, those people rejected her with disgust, and even spoke ill of her. Let alone Xu Chaojie, the man who proposed to her at the beginning also left her.

Shaking her hands, she took the card out of her purse and handed it to him.

The transfer was successful.

Zhou Ruobing received a message from the bank on his mobile phone. After such a long time, in retrospect, he should not have left Liang Chen at the beginning. He is still willing to forget the past and spend so much money to help himself.

Think of here, she looked at Liang Chen gradually away from the back, she lying on the table crying, this moment, she incomparable regret.

Liang Chen returned home and locked himself in his bedroom for a long time.

Lying on the silk quilt, he thought for a long time, and he had never felt so heavy-duty. Maybe it was Zhou Ruobing's sudden illness or the mood in his brain that made his mind unable to calm down.

Turning over and over, he suddenly got up, always feeling a little uncomfortable on his back. He reached back and scratched his back, sending a stabbing pain.

He suddenly stepped down from the bed, quickly took off his shirt, and ran to the bathroom. Facing the mirror made of 18K gold, he suddenly turned around.

Behind him, there was a red mark, a pimple like a purulent acne, which he had just scratched and cracked. There was blood on the mark. He raised his hand and looked at his nails. A small piece of skin was embedded in the nail.

Suddenly, his mind was blank.

Lying grass!

What's the situation?

Did you get it?

Did she have AIDS before?

Always feel something wrong, he turned on the tap, wet the towel, with a towel to wipe the place he had just scratched, only felt a burst of pain.

At this moment, Liang Chen is not calm!