"People sigh, you sigh too, what do you sigh?"

Luo Zhaoyang turned his head to look at Dean Zhou, although he was his elder, but in front of Dean Zhou, Luo Zhaoyang never had a little restraint, but seemed like a good friend who had nothing to say.

"Now that you have been personally invited by Liu Anguo, chairman of the Guanghui Group, you can be regarded as promising, and finding such a good job, your grandfather knows about it, and he is also comforted." Dean Zhou thought of Grandpa Luo Zhaoyang at this time, thinking about the things he had confessed to him when he was dying.

"The son wants to raise but his relatives are not there, what if he has a job now, he still can't see it." Luo Zhaoyang's mood couldn't help but become heavy, he walked to the window and stared straight outside.

"It's my fault, it's my fault that I didn't cure him." Dean Zhou said a little sadly that Luo Zhaoyang's grandfather had heart failure back then, and Luo Zhaoyang didn't want to see his grandfather die at his hands, so he sent him to the hospital and appointed Dean Zhou for treatment.

Dean Zhou tried his best, but the heart transplant was not successful in the end, although there was no doubt about the failure of that operation, but Dean Zhou always had a feeling of indebtedness to Luo Zhaoyang.

After Luo Zhaoyang's parents had a car accident, he personally operated on the operation, but the rescue was ineffective, and his grandfather, who was Luo Zhaoyang's only relative, also died under his own scalpel.

Dean Zhou has always felt that Luo Zhaoyang's family died at his own hands, and he felt deeply guilty in the face of two dying entrustments, so he treated Luo Zhaoyang like his own son.

"What? Guilty? Looking at Dean Zhou's expression, Luo Zhaoyang laughed, and after seeing that Dean Zhou didn't speak, he said: "Actually, I should tell you I'm sorry, my grandfather's illness is actually hopeless, only blame me for my poor medical skills at the time, in fact, I shouldn't ask you to help my grandfather have a heart transplant, so you don't have to be so guilty, in the past few years, in fact, I know that you have been thinking of ways to help me, I thank you very much, now that I have grown up, so you don't have to worry about me anymore." ”

"Actually, I really feel very guilty, I have been a classmate with your father for many years, I didn't rescue him from the death line, making you an orphan, and your grandfather's operation, I didn't do a good job, so that you have no economic pillar, and you are alone today, I ......" Dean Zhou thought of this, and his heart became sad.

"How can I blame you, if you want to feel guilty, if you want to say sorry, I should tell you that my grandfather's illness is already terminally ill, even if I learned the six-vein acupuncture method back then, it may not necessarily be cured, so you don't have to blame yourself, life and death are fateful, and you can't force it." Luo Zhaoyang comforted, over the years, he has also felt Zhou Tong's deep self-blame.

Grandpa's departure did give Luo Zhaoyang a big blow, but after learning from the pain, he began to concentrate on studying the medical books left by his Luo family, specializing in the Luo family's six-vein acupuncture method.

"It seems that Xiao Luo has grown up and will think, I have nothing to help you, everything will depend on you in the future, don't live up to your father, your grandfather's expectations of you, and carry forward your Luo family's medical skills." Dean Zhou said in a deep tone, seeing such a sensible child, his heart can also be relieved.

"Well, I will definitely carry forward the Luo family's medical skills, and I will make my father and my grandfather proud of me." Luo Zhao reached his relatives the most, and his always optimistic face began to darken, and his heart became sad.

"Today should be a happy day, we don't talk about these unhappy things, you have a job like this now, I'm very happy for you." Dean Zhou's eyes were shining with tears, and he was also comforted at this moment.

"That's right, when the treatment here is over, I'll have two more drinks with you, and then I won't get drunk and go home." Luo Zhaoyang hugged Dean Zhou's shoulders, like two buddies, and for Luo Zhaoyang's gesture of no big or small, Dean Zhou seemed even more moved.

Others say that there is an insurmountable generation gap between the two generations, but at this moment, between him and Luo Zhaoyang, such an argument was denied at once, watching Luo Zhaoyang's growth over the years, let him see Luo Zhaoyang's optimism, and made him feel the meaning of life.

"Don't say it, I'll go back, everything here will be handed over to you, and they are not because they want to put you under house arrest, but because Mr. Wang's condition must be blocked, so they are not allowed to release the news until it is confirmed that Mr. Wang's condition has improved."

Dean Zhou, who had just walked to the door, turned his head to Luo Zhaoyang at this time and said, he hoped that Luo Zhaoyang would not use a complaining mentality to treat the patient, and he was even more worried that Luo Zhaoyang would provoke Wang Meixinhui, after all, they are all young people, and the two of them are in pairs, and it is easier to spark than others.

"Got it, let's go, I'm going to curse if you talk too much." Luo Zhaoyang said as he pushed Dean Zhou out, and when he saw that the two guards guarding outside the door were staring at him, he slammed the door shut.

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the room, Luo Zhaoyang looked at the dazzling light outside, he still felt the rolling heat wave, and when Luo Zhaoyang was standing at the window looking outside, he suddenly found that a black Mercedes-Benz car was parked next to it in the open space outside the window.

When the car window slowly came down, he found a beautiful woman sitting in the car as if he had discovered a new continent, although she had a pair of oversized black sunglasses hanging on her face, Luo Zhaoyang still recognized that the girl in the car was the one who was picked up this morning.

When she leaned on the seat with her head held high, the two 36d commanding heights on her chest were more obvious, and the only thing that made him a little pity was that she had changed into a chiffon flower shirt, but it was that kind of flower shirt, with her beautiful face, that was even more youthful.

And just when Luo Zhaoyang was about to open the window and prepare to say hello to the beauty, Liu Anguo walked out uncontrollably, and the window with heat insulation film was raised again.

"Forget it, there will be a lot of opportunities to get to know each other in the future." Watching the car start, Luo Zhaoyang secretly thought in his heart, thinking about the fragrant scene when he was burning in the morning, thinking about the white complexion of the snow, and the two big steamed buns that made him impulsive.