Ji Lingfeng's state is really bad.
Even if he washed and shaved, trimmed his hair, and put on a smart suit, he still looks too thin! The thin figure could hardly support the suit on her body, this was something Xie Yun had never thought of before coming here.
Ji Lingfeng is like the last reflection of a terminally ill person. Except for his eyes, which are as sharp as eagles as before, the state of Shen Ke's sick body can't be fooled by his whole body.
Ji Lingfeng didn't seem to want to hide it from her, so he nodded after she finished asking: "Yes."
Xie Yun originally wanted to ask him where he put his own son, and whether he had discussed it with Ji Nan... The words turned into: "What did Zhong Lao say? How long can you last?"
Ji Lingfeng looked up at her, a little surprised: "Huh?"
Xie Yun took a deep breath and tried to keep her tone not so harsh: "I saw that medicine on your table the other day, so I called Mr. Zhong and asked him what it was."
Ji Lingfeng really didn't expect that she remembered the medicine with just a glance that day, and ran to find Zhong Liuliu, his handsome face showed a surprised expression for the first time.
Xie Yun: "He told me everything."
Ji Lingfeng didn't know how to face her, and gave her a weary look: "I didn't want to tell you, lest you worry."
Xie Yun wanted to laugh, but felt that she couldn't move the corners of her mouth, so she simply didn't smile and asked him, "How long can you hold on?"
"I don't know." Ji Lingfeng smiled, that kind of relaxed and relieved smile, which is hard to appear on his face. He looked at Xie Yun, very relaxed: "Maybe a few days, maybe a dozen days, maybe tomorrow..."
Xie Yun suddenly had a big stone on her chest, pinched the palm of her hand tightly, wishing she could slap him across the face, but held back: "That's why you called these people here today!"
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