363: C363 The Smell of Death

C363 The Smell of Death

Lin Fann listened to Zhao Rongrong's story for half an hour during the drive from the classical cafe to He Xian's pharmacy.

When a woman is willing to open her heart to you, it means that she already has you in her heart.

"Rongrong, it's nice to see you being yourself."

Patting Zhao Rongrong's hand, Lin Fann said, "In our lives, others can look down on you, not understand you, or insult you, but you must not give up on yourself."

"To live according to your own thoughts, this is the best retaliation against those people."

At this point, Lin Fann smiled and said, "I can help with the jewelry store later."

"Thank you, Lin Fann."

Pursing her lips, Zhao Rongrong took a deep breath, "I've never told these things to anyone before. I don't know why I'm talking about them to you today, Lin Fann."

"If you don't want to find someone to chat with in the future, you can find me, Rongrong."

Lin Fann blinked as he handed a tissue over: "I'm your boyfriend, hee hee."

Zhao Rongrong's eyes were filled with splendor as she looked at Lin Fann, who got off the car. She thought to herself, "If you're really my boyfriend, how nice would it be?"

"Brother Dong, what's the situation now?"

Seeing Shopkeeper Dong waiting at the door, Lin Fann stepped forward, shook his hand and asked, "What kind of illness is it that makes you so worried, Brother Dong?"

"A strange disease. You'll know it when you see the patient."

Seeing Lin Fann come over, Shopkeeper Dong, who had been enduring for an entire day and night, heaved a sigh of relief. "I thought of Brother Lin when I was helpless. That's why I called you for help."

"Let's see what the situation is like first. I can't guarantee that I will be able to recover. I can only say that I will do my best."

Calling Zhao Rongrong to follow him, Lin Fann smiled and said, "Rongrong said that it's been a long time since she last saw you, so she came along as well."

"Hello, Miss Zhao."

After taking a closer look at Zhao Rongrong, Shopkeeper Dong immediately smiled, "Indeed, it has been a long time since we last met. The last time we met was five years ago, right?"

"Yeah, Shopkeeper Dong."

After going into He Xian's pharmacy, Zhao Rongrong said, "My father brought me here last time."

"Time flies. In the blink of an eye, five years have passed."

Leading the two into the room, Shopkeeper Dong gestured to the patient on the bed: "Mr. Lin, the one lying on top is the patient."

What entered his vision was a skinny middle-aged man who seemed to be around fifty years old.

"Brother Dong, on the surface, it looks like you're just weak."

Lin Fann frowned and asked, "There seems to be no problem, what's wrong?"

"Brother Lin, you'll know soon."

He stepped forward and pulled back the blanket that the middle-aged man was wearing. Shopkeeper Dong indicated and said, "The patient's entire body was black. She has entered a coma state."

Ah …

Zhao Rongrong, who was standing to the side, cried out in fright when she saw this scene.

"Rongrong, go sit outside and wait for me."2

Lin Fann patted Zhao Rongrong's back and comforted her, "The treatment scene is disgusting. Don't stay here."

Lin Fann shrugged at Shopkeeper Dong after Zhao Rongrong had been taken away. "Even I wanted to scream, let alone Rongrong."

He had not been able to see it before, but now, he was riddled with scars.

The area between his arms and thighs had turned black, and there were many pus stains on the surface of his wounds.

Despite turning on the blower, the air was still filled with a disgusting smell.

The smell of death.

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