Thinking of what Tang Xinrou said, she told Mrs. Leng as if telling a joke: "That girl was nagging, what did she say to Xiaorou yesterday, Xiaorou came to tell me what she suggested to me to go to the hospital for an examination, otherwise she would regret something Yes, it sounds like I’m going to be terminally ill, you said, this is outrageous—oh, what are you doing!!”
He didn't think there was anything wrong with him at all, and he laughed as he talked, feeling outrageous. She didn't notice at all that after listening to this passage, Mrs. Leng's face turned pale.
"You go to the hospital with me! Go now!" Mrs. Leng trembled, and dragged Leng Xuanming up, "Who is joking with you? How dare you be careless about this kind of thing?!"
"Pfft... Mom, are you serious?" Leng Xuanming laughed, and he stood up helplessly, "Even if you have to go for an examination, you still have to let me eat? I'm almost starving to death..."
"What to eat? It's time for an examination on an empty stomach! Don't eat, hurry up and follow me!" Mrs. Leng's face was solemn, and she didn't take this as a joke at all. Leng Xuanming was far abroad and didn't know the inside story, how could she not understand? Song Yaoyao may indeed be a little naughty, but what she said is by no means aimless.
Leng Xuanming couldn't resist, so he had no choice but to follow Mrs. Leng into the car.
Two hours later, the hospital.
In the quiet corridor, Mrs. Leng covered her face with her hands, her shoulders were shaking constantly, and sobs escaped from her fingers.
Leng Xuanming opened his mouth, feeling absurd in his heart. But the inspection report in his hand can't fool anyone, he actually got cancer? Damn, is today April Fool's Day
"I just told you to pay attention to your body! Why are you disobedient! You didn't go to the regular physical examination every year, did you? I specially invited a domestic chef to take care of you. What have you done!!" Mrs. Leng couldn't hide her sadness. She blamed Leng Xuanming, looking at her pale son, she couldn't stop falling.
Leng Xuanming wanted to laugh, but couldn't at all.
No matter who finds out that he has stomach cancer in the hospital, he probably won't be able to laugh, right? He was still so young, and before that, he never thought that he would die.
"Mom... it's only in the middle stage, there's still time, you, you stop crying." He knelt down in front of Mrs. Leng and comforted him softly.
The doctor said that fortunately he came in time, those cancer cells spread extremely fast, and if it was a few days later, it might turn into an advanced stage.
"Snapped-"
With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Leng slapped him hard, "I made you disobedient!"
Leng Xuanming accepted it silently, "Mom, I know I was wrong, don't cry."
"I'm just a son like you. Do you want me to send a white-haired man to a black-haired man? I don't cry, how can I not cry!" She quickly wiped away her tears, and led Leng Xuanming to walk outside.
The doctor who just came out called them back, "Mrs. Leng, where are you going? I suggest that you go through the hospitalization procedures and be admitted to the hospital for treatment now."
"Yes, yes, of course." Mrs. Leng nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, we will be admitted to the hospital tonight. But now we still have something to do, we have to meet someone, and I will leave the follow-up preparations to you."
Leng Xuanming was dragged away by Mrs. Leng in a daze. He didn't know that he had cancer before, and he didn't feel any discomfort in his body. It's only now that I find out, it's as if all the strength in my body has been drained.
He pulled his lips, "Mom... You said you were going to meet someone, shouldn't you be going to see Song Yaoyao?"
"What is Song Yaoyao? You can call the name of the little genius doctor? When you meet, call me Miss Song honestly!"
"Mom—it's the same when we are treated in the hospital." Leng Xuanming was helpless, he didn't really want to go.
Now, his feelings for Song Yaoyao are very complicated, and his face is even more painful. He preconceived that Song Yaoyao was a delicate and weak canary who was kept in a cage by Mr. Huo, but now he was directly slapped in the face.
Surprise is no longer enough to describe Leng Xuanming's mood at this time. How did Song Yaoyao see that Chinese medicine is so magical
"Stop talking nonsense and get in the car!"
Mrs. Leng couldn't help but put Leng Xuanming into the car and told the driver to drive.
The day passed quickly, and Song Yaoyao was having dinner when she heard that someone was looking for her.
"Who is looking for me?"
Uncle Zhang said: "It's from the Leng family, Mrs. Leng and the young master of the Leng family, the one who just returned home."
Once he said that, Song Yaoyao understood.
She wiped her mouth with a napkin and was about to get up when a hand stopped her.
"Eat well."
"Over there—" Song Yaoyao blinked.
Without changing his face, Huo Yunque put the thorny fish into the plate in front of her, and lightly ordered Uncle Zhang, "Call them over."
This is the first time for Leng Xuanming to come to Huo's house. The European-style building is like a palace, grand and luxurious. The entire house occupies a very large area, and after entering the gate, the car will have to drive for a while before arriving at the main house.
From the moment he entered Huo's house, Leng Xuanming fell silent.
"Mrs. Leng, sir and Ms. Song are having dinner. If you don't mind, can you wait for a while?" Uncle Zhang smiled and led them into the reception room.
Madam Leng dared to say no to someone who asked for something. Even if she was very anxious, she knew that even if her medical skills were as good as Song Yaoyao's, her son's illness could not be cured immediately.
"Of course, it's our courtesy to bother you."
The person was placed in the reception room, and Song Yaoyao was not in a hurry, and slowly ate up the food on the dinner plate.
Seeing her put down the chopsticks, Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Are you full?"
"I'm full."
Huo Yunque took a wet handkerchief and wiped his fingers, then raised his chin lightly, "Go, I'll go to accompany you later."
"Okay!"
Huo Tian watched Song Yaoyao leave, very curious. Biting her chopsticks, she asked in a low voice, "Uncle, is there something for the Leng family to find my aunt?"
She didn't usually see who Song Yaoyao was on good terms with. Even if something happened, shouldn't she look for her uncle? Why did you find Song Yaoyao
Huo Ningxi lowered his eyes and ate quietly, as if he couldn't hear anything.
Huo Yunque's face was calm and calm, his voice was cold, "Curiosity, just go and see for yourself."
"Can I?!"
Huo Tian was pleasantly surprised, and when she realized it, she immediately dropped her chopsticks and ran outside, "Thank you, uncle!"
In the reception room, upon hearing footsteps, Mrs. Leng rushed to meet her. Her eyes were slightly swollen, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she had cried a lot.
"Miss Song, hello, hello."
"Hello, Mrs. Leng." Song Yaoyao nodded gently, "Hello, Mr. Xiao Leng."
"Don't dare to take it." Leng Xuanming pulled his lips, smiling stiffly.
The girl in front of her was wearing simple home clothes, elegant and calm, with an extraordinary bearing. Even standing in front of his mother, he didn't feel overwhelmed in the slightest, on the contrary, it made people involuntarily focus on her.