Sheng Chuncheng leaned down, hugged Mr. Lan, and started crying too.
Mr. Lan patted him and comforted him and said:
"It's okay, it's okay. I've had surgery and now I'm undergoing chemotherapy. I can survive it. My life is no longer in danger and I'm still alive. I just need to pay attention to myself and protect myself. I'm not disabled and can't have sex."
Yes, but that’s it, people don’t live by sex.”
Sheng Chuncheng said: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Why are you telling me that there is one more person worrying about me?" Mr. Lan said, "I didn't even tell you about my child. He is abroad and it is not convenient or safe to come back. I don't have Mr. Yun here, she is with me every day.
She is closer to me than a real sister. She stayed with me when I went to the hospital. After the operation, she set up a wire bed in the ward and stayed with me every night.
"The next chemotherapy treatment was so painful that I couldn't even stand straight. She was the one who took me to the hospital every time. She held me in the wheelchair and pushed me around. It was really cultivated in my previous life to have such a good thing.
Sister, it’s only now that I can go out and do activities by myself that she can put her energy back into her store again.”
Sheng Chuncheng nodded, thinking in his mind. Fortunately, Mr. Yun was with Mr. Lan. He knew that Mr. Lan and her husband, Lao Ni, although they did not quarrel, in Mr. Lan's words, they had already quarreled.
The quarrel will stop if the quarrel can't be stopped. Two people live in the same house, but they are strangers. No one knows or cares about what the other person is doing today.
"By the way, before going to the hospital for surgery, I did one more thing. Xiao Sheng, what do you think it was?" Mr. Lan asked.
Sheng Chuncheng couldn't guess, so he shook his head.
Mr. Lan said: "Lao Ni and I are divorced. Don't they all say that the three most happy things for a middle-aged man is to get promoted and make a fortune and kill his wife? I know that if Lao Ni knows that I have cancer, he will definitely not divorce. He will wait.
He wants me to die, so that he can naturally get all our property.
"I didn't give him this opportunity and divorced him. At my request, half of our assets were left to our children. The other half was divided between him and me, and we have lived our own lives since then. I no longer
I don’t live in Dongfang Runyuan, but in my old house in Chunjiang Huayue. Mr. Yun lives with me.
"This illness is a bad thing even if it's a bad thing, and a good thing is also a good thing. It finally allows me to settle down and stop worrying. I don't have to think about big things anymore. I just keep this little money and do nothing for the rest of my life.
I can also have no worries about food and clothing and live like a parasite. Tell me, am I lucky too?"
"Old Ni, you still don't know you are sick?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.
"If he doesn't know, he might know or pretend not to know. That would make him happy, right?" Mr. Lan said, "If he knows, the child will know. The child still has a mother in his heart. If he knows, crawling
They will all crawl back."
Mr. Lan said and laughed: "It's just a pity that when I video with him now, I have to use a beauty camera. He is dozens of years old and still acts like a little girl. He thinks that my mother is being slutty.
Ha ha."
The two people talked and their emotions gradually calmed down. At noon, Sheng Chuncheng said: "Mr. Lan, let me treat you to lunch."
Ms. Lan shook her head. She said she couldn't eat, her throat felt like sandpaper, and she could only eat liquids. She could just go home and drink some porridge and egg custard.
Mr. Lan said and sat up, saying he wanted to go back.
When she stood up, she staggered and almost fell. Sheng Chuncheng quickly went to help her, but Mr. Lan said: "Don't help, don't help, it's ugly."
After a while, he said again: "Xiao Sheng, this is your shop. It's not cool and ugly for you to be so affectionate with an old woman."
Sheng Chuncheng said, I'm not afraid.
"You should be afraid. You are the boss, and the boss must behave like a boss. In front of the people below, you must be majestic. How do you get majesty? Even if they talk about you behind your back, there is no topic. In the past, Lao Ni was in the factory
No matter how many times I looked at the beautiful female workers, they would look at each other and they would be kicked out of the factory and I would not allow them to step back into the factory."
Mr. Lan said: "I'm very happy to see that you are doing well here now, really."
Sheng Chuncheng walked outside with Mr. Lan. Mr. Lan's footsteps were very light and her movements were very slow, as if she were a piece of porcelain that would break if it got too strong. After walking for a while, she had to rest, but even so, she also
She insisted not to let Sheng Chuncheng help her.
Walking to the door, Sheng Chuncheng said, "I'll call a taxi for you."
"No, no need." Mr. Lan said, "I drove here."
Sheng Chuncheng was surprised and asked, "Can you still drive?"
Mr. Lan smiled and said: "I haven't opened it in a few months. Today is the first time. It seems that I still overestimated myself. However, it is still open, isn't it? Let me tell you, Mr. Yun and I have agreed,
When I recover, the two of us will go on a trip in a car. First, we will travel all over the country, and then we will drive abroad, to Central Asia and Europe. We will eat wherever we go."
Sheng Chuncheng smiled and said, "That's really good."
"That's right, when I'm free now, I'm working on strategies." Mr. Lan said.
I didn't see Mr. Lan's car at the door. Mr. Lan said that her car was parked in the underground parking lot of Jinhe Building opposite. She came over and she didn't know that parking could be done at the door here.
Sheng Chuncheng said, I'll ask someone to come over and bring your car over, and we'll wait here.
Manager Lan said yes. When she came here, she walked a few hundred meters for nearly an hour. Especially when going up the stairs, she almost had to rest for a while when she went up a step. She was sweating. Now go over.
, and she still had to go down the stairs, she was indeed a little scared when she thought about it.
Sheng Chuncheng turned around and called Zhong Xinxin. Zhong Xinxin ran over. Mr. Lan gave her the key and told her where the car was parked and the license plate number. Zhong Xinxin walked to the opposite side and drove. Mr. Lan and Sheng Chuncheng stood at the door waiting.
Mr. Lan asked Sheng Chuncheng: "You don't have any financial pressure when you open this store, right?"
Sheng Chuncheng said no, it was a collaboration with others. The major shareholders were very powerful and they provided the funds. I mainly provided the technology, and then the day-to-day management.
“When working with others, you still need to be cautious and protect yourself,” Mr. Lan said.
Sheng Chuncheng nodded and said, I know.
"If you have any difficulties, just tell me, you're welcome."
"Thank you, Mr. Lan!" Sheng Chuncheng said, "When you get better, I'll give you a massage. You can come here, or I can go to your home."
Mr. Lan looked at him and teased him: "How dare you go? Are you not afraid of me anymore?"
Sheng Chuncheng smiled, a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, I was joking. However, I was very happy when I received your card. I know that you are not a heartless person, and you chose the most honorable way to break up for us and left a way out. Otherwise, I
I won’t come today either. Thank you, Xiaosheng!”
Sheng Chuncheng shook his head.
Zhong Xinxin drove the car and stopped in front of them. Mr. Lan got in the car and sat on the driver's seat. She did not start the car immediately. She tilted her head back, closed her eyes, waited for a while, and adjusted her breathing.
Only then started the car.
She turned her head and smiled at them and waved her hands. Sheng Chuncheng saw that sweat was already pouring out of her forehead. She knew that just walking from the cubicle to here and standing there for a while was a big deal to Mr. Lan.
It was enduring severe pain.
Mr. Lan's car drove away, and Zhong Xinxin asked: "Who is this?"
