Shen Yizhou put away the surgery notice, and Leng Zimo turned and walked out the door.
Looking at his background, Shen Yizhou stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, "Zimo."
Leng Zimo frowned and turned away.
Shen Yizhou walked up to him with a deep expression on his face, "I have seen all the test results within 24 hours yesterday. The urine protein has increased compared to before we went to France. This is not a good sign. You and Zirui must prepare for the worst." plan."
"Thank you, Yizhou."
Nodding, Leng Zimo opened the door and walked out.
Outside the door of his father's hospital room, he stopped.
In the ward, Luo Xiaoqian was chatting with Leng Lin. The two were talking about interesting things about the two brothers when they were young. Leng Lin was smiling when he talked about old things, and Luo Xiaoqian also chuckled from time to time.
Listening to the laughter of the two people through the crack in the door, looking at their smiling faces, Leng Zimo just felt sad in his heart.
After Leng Zirui answered the phone, he walked over from a distance and saw Leng Zimo standing outside the ward door. He tilted his head in confusion and the smile on his face faded.
Turning around and taking a look at Leng Zirui, who was walking over, Leng Zimo raised his right hand and asked, "Is there a cigarette?"
"Don't you always carry cigars with you?!" Leng Zirui raised his hand, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and took out a cigarette from it and gave it to him.
"After I found out that Xiaoqian was pregnant, I stopped carrying cigars with me." Leng Zimo took the cigarette from his hand, "because I was ready to quit smoking."
"You're crazy!" Leng Zirui whispered, raising his hand and throwing the lighter into his hand, "Let's go, I'll smoke a cigarette with you."
The two brothers came to the smoking area in the lounge together. The two of them walked directly to the balcony, and Leng Zimo lit the cigarette.
Leng Zirui took the lighter, lit his cigarette, and took a puff, "The situation is not good, right?"
Leng Zimo was lying on the railing of the balcony, "Yi Zhou said that yesterday's inspection results were developing in a bad direction."
Standing next to him, Leng Zirui leaned on the railing and blew out a cloud of blue smoke.
Neither of the two brothers said another word, they just finished smoking their cigarettes and then walked out of the lounge again.
When they walked into the ward one after another, the deep look on Leng Zirui's face was no longer there, replaced by the same uninhibited smile.
Leng Zimo walked to Luo Xiaoqian's side, raised his palms to support her shoulders, and the expression on his face had relaxed, "What are you talking about?"
Luo Xiaoqian raised her face and smiled back at him, "Uncle Leng is telling me about your childhood."
Leng Zirui smiled and glanced sideways at his father, "You must be telling the story about how I secretly dismantled his gun and then replaced the firing pin, which almost killed him, right?"
"Really?" Luo Xiaoqian looked surprised, "When did that happen?"
Leng Zirui raised his hand and pinched his chin, "She seems to be five or six years old..."
Leng Lin took over, "I was four and a half years old. It was summer at that time, so I took a nap, and this guy took my gun apart and reassembled it..."
He talked about the details of that day and even clearly remembered that Leng Zirui was wearing blue shorts that day.
It was also the first time for Leng Zimo and Leng Zirui to hear him talk about these old books. Even they did not expect that their father would remember these past events so clearly.
In my impression, my father seemed to be always busy and would leave in a hurry every time he came back. He seemed to be too lazy to look at them.
