Chapter 1619
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Everyone left.
Shen Wanqing slowly sat on the edge of the bed.
Looking at Second Master's pale face, her eyes dimmed.
She had actually forgotten about it.
At that time, the Chenwan Pier was bombed.
She died.
Although the Second Master survived, he must have suffered severe injuries.
She traced the man's facial features with her fingertips, stroke by stroke.
Her movements were light and slow.
"748, how is Second Master's body now?"
748 was a little powerless. "Host, it's impossible to save Sponsor Daddy's body. Even if he can wake up today, it's just like what the doctor said. He only has a year at most. "
Shen Wanqing's fingertips paused. "Is there no medicine in the store that can be used?"
"No." 748 didn't know what was going on either. It said, "It's very strange, an indescribable kind of strange. Right now, Sponsor Daddy's body seems to be completely out of control. We can't save him, but we can't hurt him either. We can only maintain this state. "
He really couldn't advance or retreat.
He could only be stuck here.
"If that's the case, then forget it."
Shen Wanqing was silent for a long time before speaking slowly.
She kissed the man's pale lips.
She fed him a pill.
Although she knew that it couldn't save him, it was always good to nourish him.
She murmured, "One year it is. No matter how long it takes, I'll be with you."
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Early morning.
Shen Wanqing woke up from the bed.
When she opened her eyes, she was a little stunned.
She remembered that last night, she was lying on the bed waiting for Second Master to wake up. She waited and waited until she fell asleep.
Why was she on the bed?
Suddenly, she paused.
She immediately turned to look at the spot beside her.
It was already empty.
Shen Wanqing was delighted. Second Master was already awake!
Before she could get up from the bed, the door was pushed open with a creak.
The man who walked in was wearing a snow-white western-style shirt, with a light gold pocket watch hanging from his chest. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses rested on the bridge of his nose, with a light gold chain hanging from the legs of the glasses, rippling slightly beside his cheeks.
Cold and noble elegance, indifferent and calm, with a hint of imperceptible bewitchment.
He came in with a basin of water and looked at her calmly.
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