Leng Shaoheng see Leng Shaoyun this pair of desire to talk and stop appearance, in the heart clapping a tight, face again sink a few minutes, eyes color worry.

"But what, you just say, don't stammer."

Leng Shaoheng's eyes fell on Leng Shaoyun's face tightly, and the center of his eyebrows also twisted into a Sichuan character.

"But Dad's old, even two operations, the body is afraid to eat." Leng Shaoyun sighed.

"Can't that be done separately?" Leng Shaoheng's eyes narrowed slightly and asked after meditation.

"I asked. The doctor said no, we have to do it at the same time, not at the same time. What he meant was that this time we went into the operating room, we had to do two operations, not just one." Leng Shaoyun explained.

"I see. It's these two operations. We have to finish them all this time." Leng Shaoheng looked up at the red light of "in operation" on the emergency room, and his heart sank again.

I thought that the old man had accepted the fact of Mo Mo's death, but I didn't expect that publishing Mo Mo's death obituary in the newspaper would still give him such a big blow.

Leng Shaoheng sighed heavily. If he knew that, why did he do it.

But now it's too late to regret.

"I can only pray that Dad can survive this." Leng Shaoheng drooped his eyes, and his lips closed into a straight line, biting his teeth.

Now there is nothing to do but pray and hope.

Aunt Xiaolin sees Shen Qingqing's dull eyes and walks to her side.

"What's the matter, Qingqing? How did you return the infusion? " Aunt Xiaolin noticed that Shen Qingqing's situation was wrong and asked anxiously.

"She She's sick. The doctor says she's completely enclosed in her own little world now. She can't hear us at all. " Cold Shaoheng sighed, tone with full of heartache and remorse, and helpless.

Xiaolin aunt heard, worried, "how good will be like this, her condition is not much better?"

"Today she also saw Mo Mo's death obituary in the newspaper." Leng Shaoheng lowered his head, full of guilt, "it's all my fault. It's because I didn't think about it carefully, which makes dad and Qingqing get stimulated."

But after looking for so long, I really turned the whole H city inside and outside, up and down.

However, there was no trace of ink, let alone figure. Naturally, no body was found.

The only result is that the bodies of Mo Mo and Jiang Fengming are washed into the Yellow Sea together, and then Eaten by carnivorous fish.

So, that's why we can't see people alive and corpses dead, because there are no bones left.

Think of here, cold Shaoheng's heart, as if like a knife, pain unbearable.

But he had to bear it, and he couldn't bear it.

In fact, he did not want to cry, but he is a man, he is Shen Qingqing and Qi Qi's backer, he can not be weak, he can not cry, he can only be strong.

Only when Shen Qingqing and Qi Qi are not present, will he secretly shed tears behind their mother and daughter's back.

Cold words and ink are not the same as Qiqi.

Leng Yanmo is really Leng Shaoheng's childhood. Although they are all children, they feel different.

Mo Mo died in this way. It was heartbreaking. How could he not be sad as a father?

But he couldn't show it. If he was weak and weeping in front of Shen Qingqing and Qi Qi, their mother and daughter would be more sad.

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