"There is no way to solve the situation you mentioned. I can only try my best to let your friend live a few more years. I cannot guarantee that she can live forever."
Turning the small kitchen knife in his hand, Lin Zengxian took out a slice of sliced ham from the plate, put it into his mouth and chewed it. He glanced at the innocent steamer coldly and shook his head helplessly.
"I know that she can only maintain the status quo and slow down the deterioration. I have been thinking of ways, but sometimes, there are some things that we cannot reverse with human power."
Because his apartment has an open kitchen, Lin Zengxian didn't speak loudly. He didn't want Liu Zhimin, who was playing with Huo Huo in the living room, to hear such a conversation.
"We can't go against the laws of nature, so I couldn't save Airi back then, and now I can't completely prevent Ms. Yu's condition from getting worse. Let Maaya be more open-minded. Being able to live like this is a blessing from God."
Putting down the small kitchen knife, Lin Zengxian turned around and took a look.
Sparks and Yoo Jimin were having fun, so they didn't notice it and couldn't hear what he was saying in a foreign language.
"Lin Jun, thank you. I know you have been doing your best. Ma Ling also knows it. We all know it."
The person on the other side of the phone sighed deeply, full of regret and helplessness.
"By the way, Nobunaga...how is he lately?"
Lowering his head slightly, Lin Zengxian narrowed his eyes, looking a little lonely.
"Well, he is very motivated. He just finished his internship last week and is now a resident in cardiac surgery."
Every family has its own sorrows, and the person on the other side of the phone has a hint of careful sympathy and concern in his voice.
"Thank you, Uesugi-kun."
Closing his eyes and smiling half-heartedly, Lin Zengxian's slightly apprehensive heart slowly fell back.
"You're welcome. In fact, neither the Saito team nor I can take care of him. After all, the Hanyu family is rich and powerful, and Nobunaga doesn't need our care."
Natsuhiko Uesugi's tone suddenly became a little stiff, as if he was forcing a turn. Before he could completely soften his voice, he revealed his unhidden anger.
"Nobunaga will never forgive me. You don't have to be angry. I've already thought about it."
After comforting his friends, Lin Zengxian forced a smile on his face in order to soften his tone.
"Although he is Airi's younger brother, he can't be unreasonable, right? Airi's situation at that time was... well, don't talk about it."
I have done my best for my friends, but I can’t comment too much on this matter. Uesugi Natsuhiko understands this truth.
To avoid exposing Lin Zengxian’s sadness.
"Then I will continue cooking. At the end of the year, I will go to Kyoto to visit you and Maaya, and then I will visit Airi's grave."
At this point, this phone call can be over.
"Okay, you can come anytime, we'll be waiting for you at any time."
Both Lin Zengxian and Uesugi Natsuhiko understood that some things were no longer appropriate to say on the phone, so they hung up the phone with a tacit understanding.
He looked down at the screen of his phone, then raised his head and took a deep breath. Lin Zengxian put the phone back into his pocket, washed his hands again, and held the kitchen knife again.
Liu Zhimin seemed to be in a good mood just now, but Lin Zengxian didn't want to bring his negative emotions to others.
"Spark, shake hands again."
Sitting on the floor, Liu Zhimin stretched out his hand with great interest, happily playing games with Hua Hua that actually made Hua Hua feel bored.
However, Hua Hua did not show any boredom. On the contrary, he had always cooperated with Liu Zhimin. Now he raised a front paw again, placed it on Liu Zhimin's hand, and let her shake it.
"So good."
Leaning forward to hug the German shepherd, Liu Zhimin touched Hua Hua's head, stood up and looked towards the kitchen, and found that the figure from behind was still busy.
"Brother Lin, just let me help you."
Liu Zhimin, who trotted over briskly and was "driven" out of the kitchen by Lin Zengxian again and again, turned back again.
In fact, she saw Lin Zengxian answering the phone just now, so she deliberately did not go there.
She also heard the person opposite Lin Zengxian speaking in Japanese with a serious tone, so she played with Hua Huo for a while, staying away from the kitchen, and not letting Lin Zengxian feel that the content of the call had to be overheard by others.
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"Pfft..."
Seeing Lin Zengxian's face, Liu Zhimin couldn't hold it back and started laughing while holding Lin Zengxian's arm.
This man has several slices of cucumber stuck on his face.
"What are you laughing at?"
He picked up a cucumber slice from the new plate and pressed it on Liu Zhimin's forehead. Lin Zengxian bent his index finger and gently scraped the tip of her nose.
Because of this sudden but natural movement made by Lin Zengxian, Liu Zhimin's pupils swayed slightly and his smile paused briefly.
No one has ever done this to her.
That means no one would do this to her while showing a bookish smile.
That smile seems to be saying "Everything is up to you."
Lin Zengxian continued to cut the yuba without paying attention to the people around him.
Liu Zhimin blinked, raised his hand hesitantly, stretched it out and then retracted it, retracted it and stretched it out again, and finally slowly touched the tip of his nose.
"Jimin, do you want to eat Chinese fried chicken? The taste is different from what you usually eat. We just bought a bag of chicken wings and drumsticks when we went to the supermarket."
After waiting for two or three seconds, no response was heard.
Lin Zengxian turned around and moved his eyes.
The next second, the smooth and tender skin touched the tip of his nose gently.
Liu Zhimin stood up on tiptoes and did the same thing to him.
"Brother Lin, if you act like this, I will gain weight."
Liu Zhimin puffed out her cheeks, pouted her mouth, and frowned, pointing at one plate after another, pretending to be angry, but she pretended to be reluctant.
Because I can’t control the smile in my eyes.
"Eat what you have to eat. What to do if you want to be so thin? It's not good for your health at all."
Thinking of Kim Taeyeon's too thin figure, Lin Zengxian couldn't help but shake his head.
That person has a busy schedule, but he is still dieting.
Tsk, these artists...
Work hard to make money, and then spend money to buy medicine?
He wanted to persuade Kim Taeyeon, but he also knew that it was useless to say anything. That was Kim Taeyeon's professional principle.
"You are not fat at all. Eat well and grow in shape. You must finish this dinner. Don't think I don't know that you sometimes have to practice by yourself at night."
Picking up another cucumber slice and placing it on Liu Zhimin's forehead, Lin Zengxian announced on the spot that "the objection is invalid" and moved to open the refrigerator door to take out the ingredients.
"Woof!"
In the living room, Sparks, who was lying on the floor, stood up and ran towards the entrance.
Ding bell...
The door phone made a sound.
Lin Zengxian and Liu Zhimin looked at each other and shrugged.