The Flowers Are Blooming on the Street, You Can Slowly Return Home

On the day when my ex-boyfriend appeared on the Forbes list, the global live broadcast challenged him to become the world's number one. And I was lying on the hospital bed with only my last breath left in the artificial lung. After successfully reaching the summit, the host asked him to share the most unforgettable person. He dialed my number without hesitation in front of the camera. "You left me behind to work as a private doctor for wealthy athletes. Do you regret it now?" "You didn't expect me to be so rich now, did you?" Looking at the sky-high bill for replacing an artificial lung, I tried my best to smile: "Yan Xing, Bo Yi, a real cow on Forbes, how about lending me five million?" After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, he spoke coldly to the live camera: "It seems that you still can't change your profit-seeking nature, and you deserve to be alone all your life!" He will not know that the lung he injured when he climbed vertically on the death bed, I concealed it from everyone and replaced my intact "native lungs" with... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.