Third Young Master Jun raised an unconvinced eyebrow.
Yan Su looked at him irritably, "Don’t take it lightly. Just think about it, if you work yourself to death, there will be another man spending your money, living in your house, sleeping with your wife, and disciplining your kids! What’s worse, your own kids will have to call that man dad. Can you bear that?"
Third Young Master Jun felt frustrated by each and every unpleasant word, but then again, didn’t that advice sound eerily familiar, as if it was ant for won?
"Hmph, my children, can only call dad. No other man should even think about it. Stop fussing and get lost once you’re done checking."
"Even if you wanted to stay, I wouldn’t."
Yan Su cleaned his wound, applied dicine, and said before leaving,
"Teacher, once you wake up, contact him. There’s sothing important he needs to discuss with you, and you should know what it is! That’s why I wanted you to rest." Yan Su’s voice was layered with complexity and sorrow.
Third Young Master Jun looked up proudly, "A Jun Huang who becos disabled is no longer Jun Huang. Besides, reality doesn’t allow the luxury to rest."
There were far too many things to do and not enough ti.
He connected with the professor in Europe.
"Professor, just tell straight, how much has my condition deteriorated?" Third Young Master Jun’s voice was steady and calm, as if he was talking about soone else, completely unassociated with himself.
The professor pondered for a while, "I gave you six doses of the dicine, to be administered every two months, for a total duration of one year. Yet now, only three months in, you have just two and a half doses left. What does that tell you?"
Third Young Master Jun gave a wry smile, "It seems things are really bad!"
"Quite bad, indeed. You shouldn’t have been injured. I had warned you."
"So things, if I don’t do them, I’ll regret it for my whole life!" From the mont he used his six-star privilege twice, he was very clear that his godfather wouldn’t let him off easily. He was dancing on the knife’s edge, but he never regretted it.
"If you haven’t got a whole life ahead of you, what’s there to regret?" the professor snapped.
"Professor, you’re ruthlessly perceptive, ha, but sotis, even a lifeti can’t compare to a single mont. If I am willing to sacrifice for it, that proves I’ve found sothing more valuable than life itself. Isn’t that a more wonderful thing?"
Third Young Master Jun’s voice, though cold, was filled with an unusual tenderness.
What’s worth gaining and losing, isn’t for others to judge, but for his own heart to decide.
If he thought she was worth it, then he would give his all without any regrets or complaints. Why fuss over anything else!
"Yan Su was right; you are stubborn. Once you’ve set your mind on sothing, you’d jump into an abyss without a second thought. It’s precisely this personality that has brought you to your current status. Such a person would be too much of a pity to die," the professor huffed.
Third Young Master Jun chuckled, "Then I’m begging you, Professor, you must keep alive. How confident are you?"
"Give another half a year, and I am certain to develop a dicine that will resolve your issue." Originally, he had nine months, but Third Young Master Jun’s injury had aggravated the situation, making ti even more of an essence.
These young people these days, really acting recklessly.
"Half a year, huh? Fine, I will make sure to stay alive until you’ve finished your developnt." Third Young Master Jun’s tone was teasing, yet it was filled with determination; indeed, whether for himself, or for the woman and children he loved, no matter how difficult, nothing could make him give up.
"That’s good to hear. By the way, for the last surgery, you only used one and a half doses, but this ti you used two and a half. Such a large amount can damage your bodily functions; have you felt anything unusual today?"
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