Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Li Meili rudely wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and she didn't want to cry anymore, and asked immediately.

"Impossible, how can my sister be saved, even the head of the Lu family can't save her, how can you save her?"

He Zhiyi shook his head, still in disbelief.

"The head of the Lu family? How could she be worthy of the title of the head of the Lu family."

Lu Wanchu turned her head to look at He Zhiyi, "If you want to save your sister, take your mother out first, give me time, I have a 70% chance of returning you a living sister, but if you delay the time, I may not have it. How to save your sister."

"Let's go, we'll go right away, please save my daughter."

Chen Xin grabbed He Zhiyi's hand and walked out quickly.

Chen Ya's reddish eyes looked at Lu Wanchu, "Wanchu, please."

After all, Chen Ya took Li Meili and walked outside.

After everyone left, Lu Wanchu looked back at He Zihan on the bed and sighed, "What am I doing with such confidence, obviously there is only a 30% chance."

She is still soft-hearted, just like her grandfather once said about her, she has a compassionate heart of a bodhisattva. She was killed and reborn by Lu Wanxin, and she still can't be hard-hearted to the patient, even if He Zihan's mother and brother are disrespectful to her.

"He Zihan, if you want to live, go through it. I will do my best to save you. You must persevere."

Lu Wanchu grabbed He Zihan's hand with one hand, and kept inputting spiritual power to protect He Zihan. With one hand, he took out the silver needle bag and the medicine bottle he carried with him, and took out a pill. There are many pills in it. Precious medicinal materials are things that can really save lives.

He Zihan only had one breath, and he had to take medicine and give needles with the power of spirit.

There is a 30% chance, even if it is a 30% chance, she will snatch He Zihan's life back from the king of hell. Since this girl is a kind person in Li Meili's mouth, how can she bear her to die like this.

Outside the door, Chen Xin leaned on He Zhiyi's arms and looked at the door anxiously.

Chen Ya and her daughter Li Meili stood beside them.

"Mom, is it really okay in the early evening?"

Li Meili seemed to be still dreaming. Lu Wanchu's words were still echoing in her ears. It was obvious that Zihan was out of breath, but Wanchu actually said that she could be rescued. Was she just comforting them?

"I trust her."

Chen Ya looked at the closed door and opened her mouth softly.

Lu Wanchu can cure her headaches for many years. She believes that she should be able to. She should not be the kind of person who talks big.

He Zhiyi's complicated eyes fell in the direction of the door. He treated Lu Wanchu just now, and she could save her sister regardless of her previous suspicions.

It's because he is not good, because he doesn't know people, and treats good people as bad people. If she can really save his sister, he is willing to apologize in person and get her forgiveness.

Chen Xin grabbed He Zhiyi's hand tightly, "Zhiyi, we were so rude just now, Miss Lu can ignore it, she is a good person!"

He Zhiyi nodded complicatedly, "Yes, it's my fault."

He didn't know who he was, Fang Yao was his girlfriend, he protected her, but in the end she was slapped in the face, and after his sister was sentenced to death, he turned around and left.

"Wife, what happened to my daughter?"

A middle-aged man hurried upstairs with sweat on his forehead.

When Chen Xin saw her husband, she immediately ran forward and said sadly, "Zihan, Zihan can't do it anymore."