Leng Shao's second-married private pet

Leng Mohan saw the frightened figure at the door, she turned around and ran away, her back looked so embarrassed.

It was a figure he was familiar with, because he had engraved that figure in his heart long ago.

Now if I want to tear it down from the bottom of my heart, as long as I move a little, blood will flow horizontally, and the pain is too painful.

Even he could barely bear the pain.

"Mo Han," it was the attending doctor who came in, and it was the doctor who Lin Yutong had asked before.

"Uncle Li, sit here." Leng Mohan had a rare respect in his eyes.

There are not many people in this world who can make Leng Mohan look respectful.

But there is one in front of you.

"How is Mr. Leng's health recently?" Dr. Li asked.

"He is still the same, he exercises every day and is very healthy." Leng Mohan said lightly.

"Yeah." Dr. Li nodded, looking at his eyes, a little distressed:
"Yesterday...she came to ask me about your condition, but I didn't tell the truth."

"Thank you, Uncle Li." Leng Mohan nodded.

"Don't be too psychologically stressed. The current medical technology is very advanced, and it will definitely be cured."

Doctor Li comforted him with regret in his eyes.

"Uncle Li, you have practiced medicine for many years and have seen a lot. Do you have statistics on this? What is my survival time and death probability?"

Leng Mohan asked indifferently, as if talking about an insignificant person.

"It can't be said for sure. It depends on the individual's physical condition. Some people can live with illness to the end of their lives, while others can't."

Dr. Li tried to be more tactful: "If you don't get sick, you're fine, but if you get sick, no one can say for sure.

It is also possible in a few years, and it is not impossible in decades. Now this disease is still under investigation and monitoring. "

"Okay, thank you Uncle Li." Leng Mohan nodded.

"You have a good rest." Dr. Li urged a few more words before walking out.

Leng Mohan seemed to feel the approach of death, but in fact, some things are predestined, right?
He thought of that woman again, and suddenly felt a little lucky again.

It's a good thing they don't have a child, otherwise how pitiful it would be if the child has no father when he dies in the future?
When Leng Mohan realized what he was thinking, he was suddenly annoyed.

Why do you still think about those things now, you should think about how to save your own life.

He has always been omnipotent, and feels that there is nothing in the world that he cannot solve.

But now, he can't do it.

Lingling carefully put the lilies picked from the yard at home into the vase beside the bed.

"What are you doing?" Leng Mohan asked suddenly.

Lingling was also startled, her heart flustered, her feet softened, and she fell down with a look of horror.

The expected pain didn't come, but fell to a warm chest, and she even felt the warmth from the hands around her waist.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Leng!" Lingling immediately stood up subconsciously, and bowed and apologized.

"It's okay." Leng Mohan looked at the lilies beside the bed, his expression a little depressed.

"Mr. Leng doesn't like this flower? I'll take it right away." Lingling said in a panic.

"No need." Leng Mohan was a little impatient: "Why did you choose Lily?"

"I feel that Mr. Leng seems not very happy these days, Miss Lin has not come..." Lingling hesitated and said:

"This flower is planted in our yard. As you know, I have financial difficulties and can't afford other flowers."

Lingling lowered her head in embarrassment as she spoke, looking at her toes.

Leng Mohan didn't expect that even a small nurse could check his expression and know that he was unhappy.

"You go out first." He ordered lightly.

"Yes." Lingling walked out politely.

Leng Mohan took out his mobile phone and made a direct call:
"Help me check the nurse named Lingling in this hospital, and see if she has a younger brother who is going to college?
If yes, then use the name of the Leng Group to support him until the end of college and find a job. "

The Leng Group has always been committed to charity work, and has sponsored countless students from elementary school students to college students.

If Leng Mohan made such a decision in normal times, it must be very normal, but this time it seemed so intriguing.

After hearing the news, Lin Yutong just sat there quietly without saying a word.

"President, you don't go to the hospital now, Mr. Leng will be hooked away by that little vixen!" Mary said angrily.

"En." Lin Yutong nodded, picked up the documents on the table and continued to read.

"President, you should go to the hospital quickly, there are rumors outside, saying that Mr. Leng has taken care of that nurse!"

Mary was so anxious that she wished she were the president and ran over to beat up that vixen severely.

"It's mine. It's mine after all. If it's not mine, I can't keep it." Lin Yutong said lightly.

"President..." Mary was so angry that she was still unwilling and wanted to continue talking.

"Go down first, I still have work to do." Lin Yutong interrupted her directly.

"Okay. Mary went out with a sad face.

After Mary walked out, Lin Yutong put down the document in her hand, she couldn't hold it anymore, her nails pinched her palm tightly.

She wanted to pretend she didn't care, but why was she still so sad when she heard about it?
Did she really trust that man too much?

I don't know what I was thinking, but I chose that young, beautiful and big breasted Lingling as a nurse?

Obviously, she had already thought about how to leave him, but she still couldn't let go after reaching this point.

If someone takes your money, you may be sad, you may feel sad, you may feel lost, but after a while it will be fine.

But what if your heart is lost?
Suddenly, the phone rang out of season, and it was an unfamiliar number.

Lin Yutong paused for a moment, but still connected the phone.

There was some surprise in my eyes.

"Miss Lin, I'm Lingling, do you remember me? I'm that nurse!"

Lingling took the initiative to call her: "Is it convenient for you to come out, I want to talk to you..."

Lin Yutong's eyes were full of sarcasm: "Okay, tell me the address."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yutong picked up her bag, took out the lipstick inside, adjusted her complexion to the best level, and then went out with the bag.

She gracefully walked into the coffee shop she had appointed.

"Miss Lin! I'm here!" Lingling greeted her from afar as soon as she saw her, with a harmless smile on her face.

"Hello." Lin Yutong didn't expect the other party to have such an attitude, but she couldn't get cold.