"I see. I'll take care of it." Lu Sheng's voice is dry, dumb and powerless, like the voice of a robot.

However, Lu Changsheng was not satisfied. As he thought, as early as the day when Lu Sheng and Huoxi got married, he asked them to divorce, and even hoped that they would not get married in the first place.

"You always say deal with it. When can you deal with it? Will it drag me to death and the next life? " Lu Changsheng's voice is several decibels higher.

Lu Sheng's face stretched into a line. After a long time, he said, "are you satisfied with the time when I leave the hospital?"

Lu Changsheng clenched the crutch in his hand. He was not old, but when he stood with Lu Laozi, he could not see that they were father and son, more like brothers.

All these years, because of the loss of his beloved wife, he had white hair all night, aged and haggard, and suffered a lot.

For those who love each other, the one who died first may be the most relaxed, while the one who stays in the world will always suffer from lovesickness.

Lu Changsheng's face is still ugly, but his breath has stabilized a lot. He bit his teeth and said, "if you don't want to, I won't force you. If you love her, I can't stop you even if I can stop you for a while."

"I don't love her." Lu Sheng immediately retorted, as if to prove that his words were true, and he said, "I don't love her, who says I love her?"

He never felt that he fell in love with that woman, but only used her as a tool to vent.

Lu Changsheng's eyes were full of shrewd glimmer, but he was no longer forced.

"You know, if you really fall in love with her, can you still afford your dead mother? After leaving the hospital, I hope you can deal with it firmly. Like a man, don't drag the mud and water. It doesn't look like the children of our Lu family! "

Lu's people, are they really determined?

I'm afraid no one but the old man can really make a decision.

Lu Changsheng has lived in the shadow of his dead wife for so many years, and where does it come into contact with guojue?

"I'm just interrupting your rest. Remember, if you have Huoxi, you don't have me. If you have me, you don't have Huoxi. Don't forget how your mother died!"

Lu Changsheng paused, thought of something, and said: "by the way, after divorcing her, I will find a time to get the certificate from Xin Rong as soon as possible. I will be relieved when you get married. Xinrong is a good child. You can't let her down! "

At this time, Lu Changsheng naturally wants to say all the good things about Huo Xinrong to set off all the bad things of Huoxi, so that Lu Sheng can make up his mind not to entangle with Huoxi.

After Lu Changsheng left, Lu Sheng's eyes were still vainly looking out of the window at a certain point.

The sky was gray, just as his heart was covered with dust.

In the evening, Huoxi comes to the hospital to see Lu Sheng again. Because Lu Changsheng just grabbed the bag in the morning, Huoxi is worried that it will not be so easy to lead away the people outside the Lu Sheng ward this time.

Unexpectedly, when she arrived at the hospital, she found that the hospital was no longer as guarded as before, and there was no one outside Lu Sheng's ward, which seemed to open the door for her completely.

Is this Lu Changsheng's masterpiece?

Did he begin to accept her, or was he moved by Lu Sheng and no longer embarrassed with her?

In a word, everything seems to be getting better, and Huo Xi's mood is also joyful.

When she arrived at Lu Sheng's ward, she saw that she was sitting at the head of the bed and was waiting for her with a smile in her eyes.

"Your father has taken everyone away?" Huoxi put her porridge on the head of the bed.