Qian Wanwan was in a daze and looked hard in front of him. It took him a long time to confirm that the person in front of him was Su Bao...

Look around again, there is his wife, the prosperous Mr. Tang, Su Bao's father...

Where did the King of Hell come from?

It seems that he is really sick and confused.

"I'm sorry..." Qian Wanwan's lips twitched: "I was hallucinating..."

Su Bao asked: "Uncle Rich, do you want to help you take away the rich guy now?"

He was in good health before, but he didn't believe it when he was told he wouldn't live more than 5 years and refused.

Now that he has been diagnosed with cancer, his father said that he has been delayed for a long time before having surgery.

So now he should know that he was wrong, right?

Unexpectedly, Qian Wanwan hesitated and said hesitantly: "I...let's wait until I get better..."

"Anyway, there are still...five years?"

Su Bao opened his mouth and was speechless!

This, this, this...

"A rich uncle can only live for one year. If it's just a few days, he can't live for five years." Su Bao said.

Qian Wanwan was under anesthesia, and he couldn't even raise his hands. This kind of loss of control over his body was really disturbing.

Qian Wanwan hesitated and said: "It's not...that serious..."

Qian Wanwan's wife had confusion on her face and asked: "What five years, what the hell?"

Mu Guifan folded his arms and said casually: "We are fortune tellers. We have figured out that there is a ghost on his head. We can drive it away if he doesn't want to."

Qian Wanwan’s wife: “Ah? Another fortune teller?”

In the past, I had paid millions of dollars to find a fortune teller.

But that fortune teller was so good that he really got the God of Wealth. In the past few years, the Qian family has grown exponentially.

Now I heard that it was a fortune teller. Qian Wanwan's wife quickly said: "Then hurry up and drive away. Why not drive away?"

She glared at Qian Wanwan and said, "Does this mean you don't believe me?"

Regardless of whether it works or not, driving is better than not driving at all.

Su Bao said: "His body is called a rich ghost. Those who make money for him will stop making money after your family is driven out."

Qian Wanwan's wife did not hesitate and said: "Then... let's drive him out... If you don't make money, you won't make money, and you have enough money to spend."

The rich man stared at him, he had worked so hard to help them earn money, and why would they abandon him so easily?

Qian Wanwan struggled and interrupted: "Let's wait until I feel better..."

Su Bao said: "But if you don't take him away, you won't be able to get better, Uncle Rich."

Qian Wanwan: "I'll take a good rest. As long as I don't work during this period, I'll be fine..."

But his wife shouted: "You want money at the expense of your life, right? This is not a god, this is a ghost. Why are you waiting until later? Catch him, arrest him now!"

She didn't care about offending ghosts.

Qian Wanwan didn't know his situation.

The doctor told her before the operation that the cancer was diagnosed in the middle and late stages half a month ago, and it didn't seem to have spread. She needed to intervene quickly. Early intervention and early treatment would have a good prognosis.

Who would have known that he had delayed it for half a month, stayed up late and worked hard, and made money, but the cancer cells had spread.

After surgical removal of the lesion and nearby lymph nodes, the prognosis is no longer optimistic, with a five-year survival rate of only 20% to 30%.

Millions of dollars but reluctant to let go of the rich guy...

The two got into a fight.

Tang Tiantian shook his head, too hard.

If you have money, you have to pay for it with your life.

"Miss Su Bao, eat ice cream! It's frozen in the small refrigerator, it's still delicious!"

As he spoke, he helped Su Bao peel the ice cream.

Su Bao said thank you and took a bite.

Tang Tiantian sat aside, peeling off an ice cream to eat, and said with emotion: "This man, if he is lying on the hospital bed, everything is just a cloud, why would he be thinking about making money?"

"If you make so much money and don't enjoy it, isn't it just a waste of money? It's better to just lie down and be a salted fish."

Su Bao nodded: "That's right, that's right."

Tang Tiantian smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed: "When will Miss Su Bao come to our company to play? Your fourth uncle was filming in the company's studio recently."

Su Bao thought that he still had to look for the soul-producing flower, so he said, "I'm not sure yet."

Tang Tiantian nodded: "It's okay, your fourth uncle is also here..."

Su Bao: "Huh?"

Tang Tiantian smiled and said, "It's nothing."

He looked at Su Bao. He hadn't seen her for a long time. He remembered that when they first met, she was still a baby, ignorant.

Now I feel that I have grown up, I am so bright, and I feel quite like Mr. Su's "calmness"? I can't say what it is.

Qian Wanwan and his wife were already quarreling and coughing violently. Seeing this, his wife had no choice but to promise to give him time to think about it after he recovered in two days.

Two days passed.

Qian Wanwan's wound was better and he was more energetic. Su Bao came again, but he was still hesitant.

He has not worked in the past two days and feels much better. He said that he will take care of himself in the future and there will be no problems.

Two days later, Qian Wanwan could sit up again, and Su Bao asked again if he wanted to catch ghosts.

This time, Qian Wanwan was inexplicably confident, feeling that after he took good care of himself, he could create miracles——

The five-year survival rate is 20% to 30%, which means that 20% to 30% of people can live to five years. Qian Wanwan feels that he will definitely become one of these 20 to 30%.

"I saw an old man coming for a review yesterday. He has lived for 13 years after surgery..." he said.

Su Bao was speechless.

After exiting the corridor, Su Bao asked: "Dad, do we want to watch him die? How about arresting him directly?"

Mu Guifan asked back: "Whether you catch the ghost or not, can you change his death date in the book of life and death?"

Su Bao sighed, she had never thought of this idea.

It's true that you can't...but...

"Dad, these are two different concepts!" Su Bao said: "There is a difference between when to die and when to die."

Mu Guifan: "?"

For the first time, I couldn’t understand what my daughter said...

Qian Wanwan died a week after being discharged from the hospital.
Chapter completed!