There was a distinct watery color in her eyes, and her gaze was full of stubborn persistence.

The eyes, black and white, were so bright that he and Ben couldn't have lied to hers.

Leng Zimo inhales, exhales, inhales again, and exhales again...... His lips trembled, and he couldn't speak.

It took a long time for him to speak firmly.

"I have a tumor in my head, and Yizhou said that it may be malignant and needs surgery."

Although looking at him like that, Luo Xiaoqian had already guessed that this matter was not simple, but when she really heard the truth, she still couldn't help crying, and hugged him again, her face was pressed against his neck, tears flowing.

Leng Zimo hugged her tightly, feeling her tears soak his hair, his throat was blocked and he couldn't speak, his eyes were even hotter, and he took a few deep breaths before he could control his emotions.

"Don't worry too much, it's not a very serious illness, it's just a knife......"

"You talk nonsense, Leng Zimo, big liar, big fool!" Luo Xiaoqian let go of him again, "Then, what do you want to do, keep hiding from me, find an excuse to send me away, and quietly operate on your own?!" ”

Leng Zimo hung his face, not daring to look at her eyes, "I ......"

"How are you, you say!" Luo Xiaoqian asked crying.

Leng Zimo hesitated and said, "I'...... I don't want to tell you. ”

"You don't want to tell me what you mean, are you going to hide it from me for the rest ......of your life" Speaking of this, Luo Xiaoqian suddenly stopped talking, took a step back, she looked at him with trembling all over, "What are you talking about with Jiao Yang?" ”

"We ......"

"Say!" Luo Xiaoqian roared.

"I ...... I want him to take care of you. ”

He asked Jiao Yang to take care of her, and said that he would never tell her?!

No wonder Jiao Yang is also weird, no wonder Leng Zimo will take the initiative to send Jiao Yang away, they are really plotting to cooperate to deceive her.

"He's not my husband, why do you want him to take care of me?" Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand and grabbed him by the collar, "Bastard Leng Zimo, what do you want to arrange for me and leave me in his care, what do you mean, you say!" ”

Leng Zimo had a raw face, not daring to look at her, "That's right, I'm a bastard, Xiaoqian, I don't deserve to love you, you leave me, Jiao Yang is a good man, he will take good care of you!" ”

"You big idiot, I'll wake you up right now!"

Luo Xiaoqian's right hand was raised suddenly, and it stopped abruptly half a foot away from his face.

This man, she knows it all out.

If it wasn't to the point of last resort, how could he possibly push her out.

If it weren't for the fear that he wouldn't be able to take good care of her for the rest of his life, would he have done this?!

Where did she bear to really hit him, pounced, hugged him again, her little fist hit his chest and shoulder angrily, "You promised me that I would never let go of my hand, you dared to give up on me, isn't it just a tumor, what's the big deal, we do surgery, we treat, Zimo, we don't lack money, we can cure Lu, why do you want to do this......"

"Xiaoqian!" Leng Zimo hugged her tightly, "I'm afraid, I'm really afraid to see you sad, I hate myself, I don't want to give up on you, I really don't want to, but I can't be so selfish......"

"Do you think I'm going to give up on you, the man I love is you, don't you know the way......"