[69 Book Bar-www.] Di Nikong took Di Ling'an's hand and walked out, leaving behind a group of confused boys.

They heard Di Nikong say—

Must be treated, sister.

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Di Nikong's bloody eyes looked at Di Ling'an's eyes of the same color as him, "Sister, you don't want to be treated, right?"

Di Ling'an curled his lips, "Hmm?"

Di Nikong sighed, "Sister, please accept treatment, can you be cured in the middle stage of gastric cancer?"

Di Ling san lied his hair that was blown by the wind, "I don't want those cold things to be stuck in my body."

Di Nikong pursed his lips, and his eyes flashed with displeasure, "Sister, don't be willful. You can play with them in normal times, but please be careful about your health at this time!"

Di Lingan raised his eyebrows unhappily, "I am not willful, this is my own body, not yours."

"Bang..." A crisp sound echoed in the quiet corridor of the hospital.

Di Lingan raised his hand and touched the slapdated face, laughing and mocking, "It hurts so much."

Di Nikong looked at his hand, slightly pink and a little tingling. He was silent and didn't know what to say.

"Sister! Even if you don't care about your body or those who care about you and love you, even if you don't talk about your father and mother, have you been very concerned about the regular selection of the three school teams?"

Di Ling'an's cold fingertips brushed across his skin, and his bloody eyes looked at Di Nikong, "I don't care at all."

This was said firmly, but for some reason... I was a little shocked, and my heart was trembling violently.

Di Nikong looked at Di Ling'an in despair and shook his head, "Sister, you are not qualified to talk about Yukimura like this." After that, he turned around and left.

Di Ling'an stood there, lowering his head and not speaking. The bangs on his forehead covered his eyes, with a melancholy charm.

Yukimura's pupils shrank slightly, forming a pinhole shape, which was actually... in the middle stage of gastric cancer.

A smile suddenly appeared on Di Ling'an's face, "Yes, yes, what qualifications do you have to talk about others? You are the one you don't know how to cherish the most." After that, he also walked towards Di Nikong's departure.

The moment Yukimura opened the rooftop door, she saw Di Lingan's still arrogant back with a faint arrogance. Not only him, but everyone else also saw it.

Di Ling'an walked out of the hospital and returned to Qingxue, and went to the office to read official documents.

"Teacher Di is really hard." A gentle voice came from his head, and a cup of mellow Longjing was placed on Di Ling'an's table.

Di Ling'an looked up and saw a woman with white hair for a month. Her amber eyes were particularly clear and transparent, and she looked at Di Ling'an with a warm smile on the corner of her mouth.

Di Ling'an picked up Longjing and took a sip, "Who are you?"

The woman smiled, "I am Shiraishi Tianruo, the history teacher."

Di Lingan said 'oh', searching for Shiraishi's seemingly familiar surname in his mind, "You and Shiraishi's mother?"

Shiraishi Tianruo's face froze and then recovered, but no matter how he looked, he was a little hideous, "Ajie's sister."

Di Ling'an looked at Bai Shi Tianruo carefully, and then buried his head in the official document.

"..." Is her presence too weak?
Chapter completed!