Birth, old age, illness and death are curses that no one can escape.
Being sick is not something unacceptable.
But, why this disease, why at this time, why him?!
He just remembered his Luo Xiaoqian, he just heard his son call him daddy, he just gave his unborn child a nickname... He still had many things he wanted to do, and he promised him
His wife wants to take her to travel around the world, and he also wants to watch his second child being born, watch him grow up day by day, watch him toddler, and wait for him to learn to call him daddy...
"Why?!" Leng Zimo asked lowly, with anger that could not be concealed in his tone, "Why me? This is unfair to Xiao Qian. She has suffered so much, why is it still like this?!"
What he was worried about was not himself, but Luo Xiaoqian.
How sad would that person be if he knew it?
If he is really blind, if he is really malignant, what should she do?!
In the days to come, who will take care of her, who will take care of Luo Jun and the child.
Even if it is benign, the brain may be damaged after the operation. If that happens, what will his Luo Xiaoqian do?!
He was so angry and hurt!
She originally thought that he could handle all the upcoming ups and downs for her. As long as he was here, she and the children would be safe and happy, but why is this!
There was a soft knock on the door.
Leng Zimo adjusted his mood and said, "Come in!"
Xiao Ding opened the door and walked in, "Mr. Leng, it's time, haven't you finished your work yet?!"
These days, Leng Zimo would personally pick up Luo Jun every afternoon. This time, after not seeing him come downstairs for a long time, Xiao Ding just came upstairs in confusion.
Putting the clay figurine in his hand carefully back on the table, Leng Zimo stood up and said, "Let's go."
When he walked out of the door, Ah Jiu immediately followed him out, protecting him all the way downstairs, watching Leng Zimo's face, Ah Jiu's face also looked heavy.
This time when he went to the hospital, only he knew that although Leng Zimo did not explain, Ah Jiu had already sensitively guessed that his situation was not optimistic.
As the car drove towards the kindergarten, Leng Zimo looked sideways out of the window and slowly closed his eyes.
It was dark in front of me, and all I could hear was the sound of the car.
Is this what it feels like to be blind?!
I can't see anything, I can't see her smiling face anymore, I can't see what his second child looks like, I need others to take care of me wherever I go...
Xiao Ding helped him open the car door, "Mr. Leng, we're here!"
Leng Zimo opened his eyes, stretched his legs and got out of the car, walked in and went upstairs. When the teacher saw him, he immediately called Luo Jun, "Momo, dad is here to pick you up!"
"Dad!" Luo Jun immediately trotted over, squatted down, caught him, and held him in his arms. Leng Zimo raised his hand to straighten his slightly messy hair, "Do you miss Dad?"
"Yes!" Luo Jun smiled and nodded, "It's June 1st soon. There are activities in the school. The teacher said that children can participate with their parents. Will dad participate?"
"Of course!" Leng Zimo hugged him and headed downstairs, "Dad will definitely participate. Didn't we rehearse before? How about we perform together as a family of three?"
"Dad made a mistake, not three, but four." Luo Jun corrected him seriously.
"Yes, Dad was wrong. We performed together as a family of four." Leng Zimo smiled sideways at him, but suddenly felt dizzy before his eyes. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the handrail of the stairs.
