Leng Lin raised his face and looked at Leng Zimo, who had been silent on the side of the hospital bed, "It's okay as long as Xiao Zhao stays here to take care of me. You can take Xiao Qian and Mo Mo to have lunch, and then take them back to have a good rest."
For a moment, you don’t have to worry about me here.”
"good."
Leng Zimo agreed, bent down and held Luo Jun's little hand, and put his other hand around Luo Xiaoqian's waist, leading the mother and son towards the ward door.
"Zimo!"
Luo Xiaoqian held his arm, trying to persuade him to stay and take care of Leng Lin, but Leng Zimo just hugged her waist and walked out the door without questioning.
Seeing the determination on his face, Luo Xiaoqian did not try to persuade her any more. She could only turn to him and said, "Then you have a good rest. If you need anything, call me at any time. Silently, say goodbye to grandpa!"
Luo Jun waved his little hand to Leng Lin, "Goodbye, grandpa!"
"Goodbye!" Leng Lin smiled and waved his palm to him.
The family of three walked out. Seeing the ward door closed tightly behind the three of them, the smile on Leng Lin's face gradually faded away.
It seems that his eldest son still refuses to forgive him!
"Zimo!" Luo Xiaoqian stopped outside the door of the hospital building, "Dad, he..."
"I'll take you to dinner first, and then bring him back something he likes to eat." Leng Zimo explained.
Luo Xiaoqian's expression relaxed, "Okay!"
Several people rushed to the napkin near the hospital. Leng Zimo ordered their favorite dishes for the mother and son, and asked the napkin to make two dumplings for packaging. He took two bites of the meal casually, and when the packaged dumplings were served,
He immediately stood up from his chair.
"Ajiu, Cheng Xiao, you two take good care of Xiao Qian and Mo Mo. Wait until they finish eating and go back to the farm later. I'll go to the hospital."
The two of them stood up together and sent him out of the door. Ah Jiu handed the packed meal to the bodyguard Xiaojie, "Let Xiaojie accompany you, so that you can take care of him if anything happens."
Leng Zimo nodded lightly, said goodbye to Luo Xiaoqian and Luo Jun, and immediately took Xiaojie back to the hospital.
In the ward.
Leng Lin raised his face slightly and watched the drip drip from the infusion set drop by drop.
"General, what do you want to eat?" guard Xiao Zhao asked softly.
Leng Lin shook his head gently, "You can go and eat something nearby by yourself, and don't worry about me."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open. Leng Lin looked sideways and saw Leng Zimo walking in carrying a paper bag.
Putting the paper bag on the table, Leng Zimo casually took out a lunch box from it and handed it to Xiao Zhao, "Find a place to eat, just leave it to me."
"Thank you Mr. Leng."
Xiao Zhao thanked him, took the lunch box and walked out, leaving the ward to the father and son.
Leng Zimo opened the lid of the lunch box, carefully took out a few dumplings and put them into a small bowl, then held them in front of Leng Lin.
Leng Lin looked at the dumplings in the bowl and said, "Let's put that first, I'm not hungry now!"
In fact, he was really hungry.
However, Leng Lin, who has had a strong temper for many years, refused to show any weakness even in front of his own son.
He just said he wasn't hungry, how could he eat now?!
Looking at him, Leng Zimo held his chopsticks, picked up a dumpling and brought it to his mouth, "I don't know what the fillings are like with radish and mutton, please try it!"
It is said that a son is better than his father, and the reverse is also true.
After so many years of tit-for-tat confrontation, neither father nor son accepted the other. Naturally, Leng Zimo's understanding of his father was not inferior to Leng Lin's understanding of him.
