Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Chapter 447 Cannon fodder stepsister does not want to die (4)

The boy wiped his saliva sleepily, and sat in front with his empty schoolbag neatly, then lay down and continued to sleep.

Hearing the voices around him, Jiang Lai's heart felt like still water.

His chaotic mind became clearer and clearer, and his serious appearance even affected the girl who was reading a novel.

She had been secretly watching Jiang for a long time.

During the 10-minute class break, Jiang Lai didn't stop writing, and kept counting.

My God, has Jiang Lai been taken away?

Little Pudding is used to Jiang Lai's obsession with completing tasks, and he believes that one thing must be [-]% focused on it. Such a person is extremely efficient in everything he does, so Little Pudding is right for this task. Not worried at all.

It's just that this kind of Jiang Lai made him feel a little boring.

Taking advantage of the time when the river came to drink water, Little Pudding asked quickly.

"You haven't drawn a skill yet, can I draw one for you?"

"You can smoke whatever you want."

Jiang Lai's attitude of not caring at all made Little Pudding a little hurt.

He didn't need it anymore, so he used some skills over and over for her, and finally found the one that suits her after a long time of searching.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the [-]-hour workaholic skill! The skill has been issued."

"Speak out."

"To put it simply, you only need to sleep for four hours a day to gain energy, and you can use the remaining [-] hours to study and earn money."

Jiang Lai nodded and approved the skill given by Little Pudding with his actions.

"You have worked hard all your life..."

Little Pudding sighed while complaining.

You must know that he used to be a well-known salted fish in the Bureau. He had no ideals and low ambitions. After he finally became a regular, he had the opportunity to assign hosts. From the beginning, he had to complete five or six tasks with ten tasks, almost It's enough to pass the job.

Then, he met Jiang Lai.

Insidious, cunning, smart, beautiful, both good and bad, Little Pudding can neither be liked nor disliked, the most important thing is that Jiang Lai is too hardworking, devoted himself to every task, King of Rolls The king and his salty fish were forced to roll along with him, passively rolled, and directly rolled him into the annual performance champion and attendance pacesetter, and his job number and name were all on the honor roll.

Thinking back to how chic his life was in the past, looking at it now, he was almost suffocating from one task after another. Apart from worrying about his own health, he was always concerned about Jiang Lai's sudden death.

But the person involved obviously didn't have that much time to think about it. The original owner's foundation was too poor, and he didn't have a smart head. Even if the original owner tried his best to learn the sky, he was still at the middle level of this school.

Jiang Lai has always had high demands on himself, and he set himself the goal of being admitted to medical school, so he immediately made a study plan overnight, and the heavy study tasks accumulated every minute and every second.

Little Pudding felt a little sad seeing her like this.

I am not a relational accountant, unlike other little assistants who can casually provide the host with free cheats, the best skill I can give Jiang Lai is to let her use the least amount of sleep time to get the most energy.

But the most important thing is to work hard on her own.

After returning home like this, after dinner, Mao Fang planned to take Jiang Lai out to relax, but Jiang Lai, who didn't want to finish the meal, went straight into the room and closed the door.

Never came out once.

Mao Fang was a little worried, so she cut the fruit and brought it in.

"What's wrong? Did something happen at school? Tell mom about it."

Jiang Lai put down his pen and looked at Mao Fang who was sitting by the bed.

"Have you gone to check?"

"Ah."

"what's the result?"

Mao Fang was a little dazed, thinking of what the doctor said to her with a serious face today, worry flashed across his eyes, but seeing Jiang Lai who knew nothing, he finally chose to continue pretending nothing happened.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm usually too tired, just take more rest."

She didn't want to talk about it, and Jiang Lai wouldn't ask too much.

After all, even if she knew about it, she couldn't help Mao Fang, and for no reason made Mao Fang worry about herself.

"Mom, you know that you are my only relative in this world. You are very important to me. I hope you can be healthy and witness every important occasion in my life."

Jiang Lai's voice was calm mixed with worry.

This caught Mao Fang's heart.

I can't hide my cancer in the middle stage for a long time, but it is still an incurable pancreatic cancer. If Jiang Lai hadn't reminded me that I might have always regarded it as an ordinary back pain, I would never have thought that I had a pancreatic tumor in my body.

The only good thing now is that it was discovered in time. Although it cannot be cured, it can be treated with surgery and drugs, so that she can live for a few more years.

Mao Fang's eyes were a little red.

He reached out and stroked Jiang Lai's hair, fighting back the pain in his heart.

"Okay, mom promises you to live a healthy and healthy life."

That's right, she is the daughter's only relative here, and the daughter is still young, who will take care of Jiang Lai after she dies now?

Jiang Zhensheng?

Although the man was tolerant of Jiang Lai on the surface, he secretly left all the valuables of the Jiang family to his son Jiang Ci.

Mao Fang can understand, after all, her mother and daughter are foreigners, and Jiang Zhensheng is not stupid, how could he leave money to Jiang Lai.

Now that he is willing to take care of their mother and daughter, she is satisfied.

She had to think of a way to pay for the follow-up treatment, and she couldn't let Jiang Zhensheng bear it alone.

After Mao Fang left, Jiang Lai looked down at the white paper laid out in front of him, which clearly listed all the treatment expenses for the mid-stage pancreatic cancer.

To treat it, it must follow the best standard.

After calculating a series of costs such as surgical resection of the tumor, later chemotherapy, targeted drugs, adjuvant therapy, and secondary diseases, it is conservatively estimated that the cost in the first three years will be nearly 400 million.

The content of the task is to save Mao Fang, how can it be considered a rescue?

According to the current survival rate of pancreatic cancer patients worldwide, the survival rate of patients with mid-stage cancer within five years after illness is less than 20.00%.

In the original plot, Mao Fang's condition deteriorated after Jiang Lai graduated from high school, and he died less than half a year later.

But now it is discovered that he will definitely be able to live within five years in time, and what happens after five years depends on Jiang Lai.

Little Pudding looked at Jiang Lai's frown, and felt heavy in his heart.

It was the first time he saw Jiang Lai being so troubled by a mission.

"The task is difficult. Mao Fang's illness is just as long as she can do her best. You have allowed her to live for a few more years now, so it should be regarded as the completion of the task."

"Saving a person is far more difficult than destroying a person."

Little Pudding was silent. Jiang was right, this world was far more difficult than the previous ones.

(End of this chapter)