after divorce

After Rongle helped Lu Zhaohan to sit on the automatic wheelchair, he was ready to go shopping, but before going out, he still couldn't help asking: "I really don't need me to accompany you there ?”

"Well, it's just a report anyway." Lu Zhaohan smiled calmly, "Actually, I'm worried that you will get lost. Remember, if you can't find your way back, go to the police~"

"That's enough, don't treat me like a child." Rong Le rolled his eyes unceremoniously, "Then I'll go out first, and come back obediently after you get the report, don't run around."

"You're the one who treats me like a child?" Lu Zhaohan snorted deliberately.

"I won't talk nonsense with you anymore." After Rong Le said such a sentence with a smile, she didn't talk to Lu Zhaohan any more, but obediently walked out of the ward to buy things for Lu Zhaohan.

Although Lu Zhaohan acted coquettishly with Rong Le in the ward, acting like he didn't care about anything, but when he was sitting alone in an automatic wheelchair and headed to the attending doctor's office, he could still vaguely see the expressionless face. The uneasiness in his heart.

After successfully arriving at the office of his attending doctor Cook, Lu Zhaohan couldn't help becoming more nervous when he saw his solemn expression.

"Mr. Lu." Seeing Lu Zhaohan entering his office, Cook took the lead in greeting and said, "How are you feeling these days?"

"Thanks to you, Dr. Cook." Lu Zhaohan maintained a polite attitude and fluently responded to the other party's greeting, "Basically, I don't feel any discomfort these days."

"That's good." Cook first responded with relief, and then continued with a serious expression, "When I took a picture of Mr. Lu for a full-body examination, although it was true that there was no evidence other than the fracture of the right leg. Other injuries, but we accidentally found something unusual about your head."

Hearing these words from the attending doctor, Lu Zhaohan's heart skipped a beat, feeling that his uneasy premonition was about to come true.

"Have you often felt headaches recently? Sometimes you feel nauseous for no reason?" Cook seemed to be worried that telling the results of the examination would cause the young and promising patient in front of him to have a mental breakdown, so he turned to this son asked.

"Yeah." Lu Zhaohan answered Cook's question with the calmest look, "I thought it was a phenomenon caused by fatigue."

"Most people think this way, but once the frequency of headaches is too frequent, it means that there is a possibility of head disease." Cook said patiently, "Mr. Lu, you are still very young. Work, I hope you can enjoy life more."

"Doctor Cook." Lu Zhaohan took a deep breath, and then said directly as if he was mentally prepared, "Please tell me the results of the examination directly, instead of beating around the bush like this."

Seeing Lu Zhaohan's eyes full of determination, Cook didn't continue to show off, but sighed helplessly: "Mr. Lu, we have confirmed...you have a tumor in your head, And it happens to compress the position of many nerves, you may also feel it, the recent vision has declined a lot."

The words of the attending doctor undoubtedly made Lu Zhaohan feel like a bolt from the blue, and what he couldn't deny was that his eyesight had indeed declined significantly recently. He thought it was because he watched too much on mobile phones and computers, and he didn't think about it at all. It will be the result of a tumor growing in the head.

After a pause, Cook continued earnestly: "If the operation is not performed in time, the tumor will continue to compress your optic nerve and eventually cause you to lose sight."

Although Lu Zhaohan didn't study medicine, he knew very well that there was a tumor growing in his head, which was not just as simple as blindness, but also died soon.

"Doctor..." Lu Zhaohan, who had a very ugly face, was silent for a long time before regaining his voice, "What is the success rate of this operation?"

"Mr. Lu, don't put too much psychological pressure on yourself." Cook hurriedly explained, "Now we have only preliminarily confirmed that you have a tumor on your head, and also confirmed the size and location of the tumor. But to be specific, you need to do further examinations to see whether the tumor is benign or malignant, and there is a big difference between the two."

However, even if the doctor in charge said so, Lu Zhaohan didn't feel the slightest relief of pressure. On the contrary, he felt that his head began to hurt unbearably again.

At the same time, Rong Le, who was shopping at the supermarket, soon heard her mobile phone ringing. She thought it was a call from Lu Zhaohan who had a new mobile phone, but took out her mobile phone and found that it was Xia Yan Rotate incoming international calls.

"Yan Xuan?" Rong Le, who got through the call, spoke first.

"Listening to your voice, it seems that Mr. Lu is fine." Xia Yanxuan on the other end of the phone quickly heard the joy in Rong Le's tone, not the heaviness in worry, " Is everything all right?"

"Well, the situation is better than I expected." Rong Le smiled honestly, "The whole person's spirit is very excited, and he doesn't look like an injured person at all."

"That's good." Xia Yanxuan obviously breathed a sigh of relief, "Then when will you come back?"

"Wait until he is discharged from the hospital." Rong Le replied without any hesitation, "He should be discharged in a few days."

"Then remember to call me when you come back, and I'll pick you up at that time." Xia Yanxuan volunteered, "When Dongyou came over yesterday, he said he was busy with work and didn't see you you."

"He is now in the rising stage of his career. He should be very busy at work, but he still thinks of me?" Rong Le continued jokingly, "Don't you want me to be his life mentor with you again?"

"Of course, he seems to have someone he cares about recently, and he probably wants us to listen to him talk about those things." Xia Yanxuan replied angrily.

"It's nice to be young." Rong Le sighed sincerely.

"Look at what you said? We are still very young, okay?!" Xia Yanxuan said in an unwilling tone, "It's just six or seven years older than him, and we are still young!"

"Look at you, you don't recognize old people." Rong Le laughed twice, "In the model circle, we are already old-timers."

"I'm obviously still a fresh meat." Xia Yanxuan pretended to have a shameless tone, "By the way, a supervisor in our company came to ask me two days ago, asking if you have any plans to sign a contract with a brokerage company now? , it seems that they want to poach you to sign with Fengqi Entertainment."

"Let's talk about it after a while." Rong Le didn't directly reject the possibility of signing with Fengqi Entertainment, "Anyway, it's almost the Spring Festival, so we'll wait until after the Spring Festival to think about work."

"Well, that's right, you'd better spend a good year with Mr. Lu, and see if you can successfully remarry by the way~!" Xia Yanxuan replied with a smile.

"It's not so easy to remarry." Rong Le snorted pretendingly, "I haven't completely forgiven what he did back then."

"You just have to be stubborn. When you heard that he was injured in a car accident, you seemed to lose your soul." Xia Yanxuan pointed this out without any concealment, "As long as he changes, don't die." If you don't let go, you should remarry quickly, lest he really don't want you in the future."

"You really worry more than my mother." Rong Le complained in a tone of impatience.

"I don't want a worrying son like you." Xia Yanxuan was not a vegetarian either, so he quickly responded to Rong Le's complaints like this.

"I'm sorry, Xia Yanxuan's father, I made you worry." Rong Le said so quickly.

"It's not in vain to hurt you. I know it has made me worry a lot. Son of Rong Le, remember to take care of yourself when you go out." Xia Yanxuan actually said such words very cooperatively.

"Sure enough, you are the most shameless, and Lu Zhaohan and I will bow down to you." Rong Le said immediately, "Okay, I really don't want to continue talking nonsense with you. Maybe Lu Zhaohan is already waiting Let me go back."

"That's fine, let's do this first, we'll talk after you return to China." Xia Yanxuan didn't waste Rongle's time, and quickly hung up the call obediently.

After finishing the call with Xia Yanxuan, Rong Le also finished shopping after a while, and then hurried back to the hospital as quickly as possible, fearing that Lu Zhaohan would be hungry.

After successfully returning to the ward where Lu Zhaohan was, Rong Le saw that Lu Zhaohan had returned to the ward, and seemed to be thinking about something, sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze.

Then, before Rong Le, who entered the ward, could make a sound, Lu Zhaohan, who was the first to notice that he had already entered the door, quickly restrained his dazed expression, and turned to laughing with the corners of his mouth: "My family Lele is really amazing, and she didn't get lost? "

"Are you going to continue playing with this meme?" Rong Le rolled his eyes angrily when he heard this, and then asked curiously, "By the way, what does the inspection report say?"

"Of course there is no problem at all~" Lu Zhaohan stretched out his right hand and gestured a victorious scissors on purpose, "Besides, the doctor said that I can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and we finally don't have to stay in this unpleasant place gone."

"Really?! You can leave the hospital tomorrow?!" Rong Le's eyes widened unexpectedly.

"Well, the doctor said that my leg is recovering very well and I can stay at home to recuperate." Lu Zhaohan nodded heavily and replied, "So if I leave the hospital, can I have a big meal made by you?"

Seeing Lu Zhaohan's expectant face, Rong Le was naturally reluctant to refuse him: "Of course."

Now as long as it can make Lu Zhaohan happy, he is willing to cook a few big meals.