Chapter 1300: He wants gems (2/2)

So he still thought of some ways to do it. The main thing now is that he must get the money there.

It's just that his method hasn't come and thought. Yanhuan's performance was suspended again, not because of anything else, but because she had a very bad situation, vomiting and dizziness.

Of course, it is not known that she was hospitalized several times. It seems that since she lost the 1500CC of blood, she has been running back and forth in the hospital, going out and in, and out again.

Repeatedly, it really makes people all collapse.

She took out her mobile phone, and the voice in the phone was still crying and howling. She hung it once, rang there once, rang twice twice, and the last one was annoying.

She threw the phone out, but there was still a cry of howling and howling, and her headache caused her noisy, and she wanted to vomit again after a while.

She picked up the phone and put it in her ear.

”Yan Huan, why are you taking it now?”

”I was just checking.”

Yan Huan answered faintly, ”What else do you have, I can't help you now in the hospital?”

”I'm in a hurry to use the money,” Lu Yichang took a breath. No matter what, he had to get something in his hand.

”My money is all with the assistant, just go and ask her for it.”

When Yan Huan heard that Lu Qin was asking for money again, she could no longer describe a man with shameless words. However, she can see how generous he is, as long as he can get it.

”Your money can't be taken out now, it's dead,” Lu Yi endured.

”Oh...” Yan Huan propped his face on his lap.

”The assistant seems to have told me that because of the fear of my arbitrarily spending money, I saved some of it on a regular basis.”

”If you can't get it out, you can't get it out, what should you do?”

”Don't you have a gem? Give it to me, I have found a buyer now.”

”I can't sell that,” Yan Huan knew that Lu Qin's last hit was the gem's idea. ”That was given by Yi Ling. You know, for me, it's not just a gem. This is not much left to me by Ealing, it is a thought, a memory, and I have never thought about selling it, so I really cannot give it to you.”

With a snap, Lu Qin has hung up the phone, and the action seems to be the same as who he is competing with.

As far as Huan knows, she really wants to offend Lu Qin this time, but she cares whether she cares about a fart.

She closed her eyes lightly, and retracted her body under the quilt. She didn't think about anything. She was still suffering from the pain that came from time to time.