Feng Yangchu's words made Chu Junmo have to face up to his heart.
Yes, he was moved by Gu Qiqi, and he was also upset, he couldn't control himself
At every moment, what lingers in my mind is her delicate and smart little figure, her smiles, and always thinking about where she is, whether she is in danger or not.
Even on the sick bed, he could force himself up for her sake.
Not to mention the dangerous moment, do not hesitate to block the bullet for her
He was completely in it.
Chu Junmo was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his calm and unwavering face, and asked Feng Yangchu in a fiery tone that is rarely seen: "Second Uncle, why can't I be as good as Qiqi, don't I pursue happiness?" the power of
Feng Yangchu's eyes were a little complicated.
He reached out and patted his shoulder, and sighed softly: "Jun Mo, I know Qiqi is very good, and I understand that you want to pursue happiness. But have you forgotten that your heart does not allow you to get involved in the love between men and women?" thing"
A look of pain appeared on Chu Junmo's face.
The position of the left ventricle is dull and painful.
It's all his damn congenital heart disease, and doctors all over the world can't cure it.
Life and death are fateful, he has always taken them lightly, but at this moment, he hates his own sick body.
Because, people with heart disease cannot have an overly intense emotional life.
That will become his last reminder, making him beyond redemption.
Feng Yangchu saw his pain, and couldn't bear to rub salt on his wound.
But I also know that if I can't persuade him to completely give up this idea at this moment, I'm afraid he will become obsessed with Qiqi in the future, and the injury will be even deeper and even more irreparable.
Therefore, Feng Yangchu became ruthless: "Jun Mo, listen to the second uncle, let it go, or just find a girl who doesn't care so much to marry and make do with it. Otherwise, you will regret it if you pursue Qiqi."
Chu Junmo's eyes became more determined, and he shook his head: "I don't want to make do with emotional matters."
Feng Yangchu's pupils shrank, and he said anxiously: "Have you forgotten, what year is the 1898 Year? You forgot that the 1898 Year is your bloody year. What if you have something wrong and you leave Qiqi behind?"
The year of Wuxu, the year of the dog.
This year will always be the threshold of Chu Junmo's life and death, the year of blood.
Why do you say "forever"
Chu Junmo's eyes drooped for a moment, and his thin lips twitched: "Second Uncle, I decided to use this prescription and look for it."
He lifted up his elegant gown, and took out a piece of yellowed toilet paper from under his underwear.
There is an ancient formula written on it in small letters with a brush: "One or two cicadas shed, five coins for ice soul"
In the prescription, although various medicinal materials are rare and rare, they are not difficult to find, especially for a big president like Chu Junmo, there is no medicine in this world that cannot be found
only
to the last medicine
flame blood, sanjun
This is the real reason why Chu Junmo never used this prescription.
Flame blood is a very rare type of blood, 10,000 times rarer than rh-negative blood and other special blood types.
Such a rare blood type is hard to find.
What's more, we still need to find Sanjun
What is the concept of Sanjun
The ancients remembered that sixteen liang was a jin, and thirty jin was a jun.
In other words, three jun is ninety catties
How much blood does an adult have in his body
That is about eight catties.
Even if one out of a million finds the owner of Flame Blood, that's not enough.
I am afraid that one-tenth of the blood will have to be drawn every day to maintain the life of that person, and it will take more than a hundred days of continuous drawing to make up three jun's blood.