Mrs. Huo is a Crybaby

Chapter 1094 Cancer

Thinking of Tang Xinrou’s words, she seemed to tell Mrs. Leng when telling a joke: "That girl was utterly nagging. What did you say to Xiaorou yesterday? Xiaorou ran to me and told me that I should go to the hospital for an examination, otherwise I would regret something Yes, it sounds like I am going to get a terminal illness, you say, this is outrageous-hey, what are you doing!!"

He didn't think he had any problems, he laughed while talking, feeling outrageous. Without noticing, Mrs. Leng's face faded and turned pale after hearing this passage.

"You go to the hospital with me! Go now!" Madam Leng trembles and pulls Leng Xuanming up, "Who is joking with you? Do you dare to care about this kind of thing?!"

"Puff...Mom, are you serious?" Leng Xunming was funny, and he stood up helplessly, "Even if you are going for a checkup, you have to let me have a meal? I'm almost starving to death..."

"What to eat? Just have an examination on an empty stomach! Don't eat it, follow me!" Mrs. Leng's face was solemn, and she didn't treat this as a joke at all. Leng Xuanming didn't understand the inside story abroad, can she still understand? The person Song Yaoyao said that the gods are talking about gods and gods, which may indeed be a bit, but what she said is by no means a targetless person.

Leng Xuanming, however, could only helplessly follow Madam Leng into the car.

Two hours later, the hospital.

Quietly in the corridor, Mrs. Leng covered her face with her hands, her shoulders were shaking constantly, and the sound of sobbing overflowed from her fingers.

Leng Xuanming opened his mouth, feeling ridiculous in his heart. But the inspection report in his hand can't deceive anyone. He actually got cancer? What the fuck, is it April Fool's Day?

"I just told you to always pay attention to your body! Why are you not obedient! Didn't you go to the regular physical examination every year? I specially invited a domestic chef to take care of you. What have you done!!!" Mrs. Leng couldn't hide her sorrow. She asked Leng Xuanming, looking at her pale son, she couldn't help falling.

Leng Xuanming wanted to laugh, but couldn't laugh at all.

Whoever finds out that he has stomach cancer in the hospital, I'm afraid he can't smile, right? He was still so young. Before that, he had never thought that he would die.

"Mom...It's only in the mid-term. It's too late. Don't cry." He squatted in front of Mrs. Leng and comforted softly.

The doctor said that fortunately, he came in time, and the cancer cells spread extremely fast, and in a few days later, it might turn into an advanced stage.

"Snapped--"

Mrs. Leng shed tears and slapped him severely, "Make you disobedient!"

Leng Xuanming silently accepted, "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 pulled Leng Xunming away.

The doctor who had just walked out called to stop them, "Mrs. Leng, where are you going? I suggest that you go through the hospitalization procedures 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 meet with someone. The follow-up preparations are on your behalf."

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 anything uncomfortable about him. It was only found out now, as if all of his energy had been emptied.

He tossed his lips, "Mom...you said you are going to see someone, isn't that going to see Song Yaoyao?"

"What is Song Yaoyao? The name of the little genius doctor is something you can call? When you meet me, call me Miss Song honestly!"

"Mom-we are treated in the hospital in the same way." 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 beaten 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?

"Don't talk nonsense, get me in the car!"

Mrs. Leng couldn't help but put it in the car and ordered the driver to drive.

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The day passed quickly, Song Yaoyao heard that she was having dinner when someone was looking for her.

"Who is looking for me?"

Uncle Zhang said: "It's from the Leng family, Mrs. Leng and the eldest master of the Leng family, the one who just returned to China."

When he said this, Song Yaoya understood.

She took a napkin and wiped her mouth. She was about to get up and stopped her with one hand.

"Eat well."

"Over there—" Song Yaoya blinked.

Huo Yunque put the thorny fish into the dinner plate in front of her without changing his face, and faintly instructed Uncle Zhang, "Call them over."

It is Leng Xuanming's first visit to Huo's house. The European-style building is like a palace, magnificent and luxurious. The entire house occupies a very large area. Entering the gate, the car will have to drive for a while before reaching the main house.

From the moment he entered Huo's house, Leng Xuanming remained silent.

"Mrs. Leng, Mr. and Ms. Song are having dinner, if you don't mind, can you wait a moment?" Uncle Zhang smiled and led them into the reception room.

There is something to ask, no matter where Mrs. Leng dares to say rejection, even if she is anxious, she knows that even if the medical skills are as good as Song Yao, she can't make her son's illness get better.

"Of course you can, if you take the liberty of it, we are rude."

People were placed in the reception room, Song Yaoyao didn't worry, and ate all the food on the plate slowly.

Seeing her put down his chopsticks, Huo Yunque raised his eyebrows, "Are you full?"

"Full."

Huo Yunque took a wet handkerchief and wiped his fingers, then lifted his chin gently, "Go, I'll be with you later."

"Ok!"

Huo Tian watched Song Yaoya leave, very curious. She bit her chopsticks and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, the Leng family is looking for auntie, is there anything wrong?"

She didn't usually see who Song Yaoya had been with. Even if something happened, shouldn't she call her uncle? Why did you find Song Yaoyao.

Huo Ningxi lowered his eyes and ate quietly, as if he could not hear anything.

Huo Yunque's complexion was calm and flat, his tone was cold, "Curious, just go and see for yourself."

"Can I?!"

Huo Tian was pleasantly surprised. He reacted and immediately dropped his chopsticks and ran outside, "Thank you, uncle!"

In the reception room, Mrs. Leng hurriedly greeted her at the sound of footsteps. Her eyes were slightly swollen, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that she had cried.

"Miss Song, hello, hello."

"Hello, Mrs. Leng." Song Yaoyao nodded gently, "Hello, Mr. Xiao Leng."

"Don't be it." Leng Xunming pulled his lips, smiling stiffly.

The girl in front of her wore simple home clothes, elegant and calm, with extraordinary bearing. Even standing in front of his mother, there was no feeling of being depressed at all, on the contrary, it made people involuntarily focus on her.

(End of this chapter)