The iron-blooded man also had tears in his eyes at this time.

Leng Zimo hugged his brother tightly, "Isn't it a man, how old are you still crying?!" ”

"Which eye did you see me crying?" Leng Zirui wiped a handful behind his back, let go of him, and straightened up, "Look at it, are there tears?!" ”

Leng Zimo glanced at him, "Get out!" ”

"Get out of here!" Leng Zirui turned around and walked towards the door.

This kind of conversation, the two brothers don't know how many times they have said it since they were young.

This time, no one knows if it will be the last time.

"Let Jiao Yang in." Leng Zimo said behind him.

"Okay." Leng Zirui raised his hand and wiped his face, opened the door and walked out, his eyes fell on Jiao Yang, "My brother wants to duel with you, let's go in!" ”

Jiao Yang nodded and walked in.

Two men, staring at each other from a distance.

After a while, Leng Zimo turned around, took out a small notebook from the drawer, and handed it to him.

"You keep this, you may need it later!"

Jiao Yang raised his hand to take the notebook and wanted to open it suspiciously.

Leng Zimo spoke again, "Don't look at it now, it's useless to watch it, I'm dead, you have a chance." ”

Taking a light breath, Jiao Yang raised his face and looked at him, "You owe me a favor, when you finish the operation, remember to pay me back!" ”

The premise of returning the favor is that he wants to live, Leng Zimo understands what Jiao Yang means, it is to let him live.

didn't speak, Leng Zimo just stretched out his right hand to him.

Jiao Yang handed the notebook in his left hand, put it in his pocket, and then reached over and held his.

A former rival in the mall, a former rival in love...... Now he is a confidant.

The two men shook each other's hands, fingers tightened.

After a moment, Leng Zimo let go of his palm.

"Do you want me to call Xiaoqian in?!" Jiao Yang asked.

Leng Zimo shook his head lightly, he had too much to say to her, but he didn't want to say anything, even now, he didn't want to say anything different from her, what he could do for her, he had already done it, and he still owed her, so he could only see if there was a chance to cash it in the future.

Taking a step, Leng Zimo directly opened the door and walked out, walked straight to Luo Xiaoqian's side, and held her palm.

"Let's go, take me to the operating room!"

Luo Xiaoqian held his palm, "Okay." ”

"Mr. Leng, the operating room is ready, Dr. Shen, please come over immediately!" A nurse hurried in.

"Good!" Leng Zimo agreed, took Luo Xiaoqian's hand, and walked to the operating room with her.

Several men stood up and escorted him behind him.

There was not much distance from the inpatient building to the operating room, and during this time, no one spoke, and Leng Zimo did not stop until he walked to the door of the operating room.

Luo Xiaoqian clenched his palm, "Zimo, I'll wait for you here!" ”

"Good!" Leng Zimo turned around and hugged her into his arms, "Xiaoqian, can you promise me one thing?" ”

"What?" Luo Xiaoqian asked in her arms.

"Next life...... Still be my wife, okay? Leng Zimo asked in her ear.

He was reluctant, he was really reluctant to let go of her.

This woman, he hasn't loved enough and spoiled enough!

Luo Xiaoqian burst into tears in his arms, "Okay, this life, the next life, the next life...... I'll be your wife! ”

"You promise?"

"Guaranteed!"

"Good!"

Let go of her, Leng Zimo turned around and pushed open the door of the operating room, and walked in without looking back.