Chapter 1011

Guns can't bend his pride and backbone, but illness can.

No one can avoid bending down under the pain of illness, but he knows he can't die. He hasn't suffered the torture he should suffer. How can he apologize to her when he goes to hell

The door suddenly opened.

When Bo Qichen stepped into the bedroom, the old man heard the sound and turned his head slowly.

His voice was as dry as an old tree. "Here you are."

The old man's face is withered and unsightly.

"Yes."

"Has everyone solved it?"

"Yes."

There was a flash of light in the old man's listless eyes. "Before I died, someone could not resist trying to kill me. What did he want to do, kill me, and become the heir himself?"

"What a Qiaonan City, what a thin fengran! I'm really blind! Raising tigers is a danger, raising tigers is a danger!" The old man is sad and angry. Up to now, I can't tell whether he is more angry or more sad.

His angry chest hurt again, gasping, "the Bo family is going to change, it is going to change!"

Bo Qichen stepped forward and held him. The old man suddenly grasped his hand and his eyes were about to pop out. "You must guard the Bo family and don't let Qiao Nancheng take it away!"

Bo Qichen pursed his lips and said nothing.

The old man looked at him, his eyes burning, word by word, "no matter what time, you are Bo's family and my descendants. Remember, no matter what happens."

"A person's identity and memory can be changed, but the only thing that can't be changed is the time spent together. Time is something that can't deceive people. You should keep in mind."

The old man clenched his hand and seemed to know something, but it was too late. He could only quickly say these words that Bo Qichen could not understand for the time being.

But soon he understood what the old man meant.

Bo Qichen looked at him.

Finally, he nodded heavily.

The old man smiled. The next second, he suddenly gasped. His eyes widened, he grabbed his neck and gasped. Bo Qichen's pupils shrank.

His voice was tense. "Where's the doctor?"

"Just killed."

"Go and drive."

Bo Qichen picked up the old man and walked downstairs without hesitation. Dingyan drove downstairs. Bo Qichen placed the old man in the back seat.

Jonah looked into the distance.

He could not wait for the old man to die.

The longer he waited, the more accidents would happen. He could not wait.

Joe Nan put down his telescope and waved with a very cold look in his eyes.

The next second, something broke through the window glass and shot straight through the old man's head. The old man's expression was still painful. But the next moment, he was stunned and relieved.

The old man closed his eyes slowly.

The corners of my mouth were slowly lifted up.

Time went by, returning to his early thirties.

He fell in love with a woman as gentle as chrysanthemum.

That is a woman who makes people willing to put down all the tediousness and ambition and spend their life with her.

He knew at the first sight that he was in love with her. Even though he had a family wife at that time, he still couldn't stop his feelings for her.

He had his first child with her. He was a very clever boy.

He still remembers the first time he called his father. Later, at the banquet a long time later, when the child grew up, he no longer looked at his father because he was just a waiter at that time.