The advertisement on TV was soon finished playing, and Luo Luo watched the scene with anticipation, but unexpectedly, what she waited for was a stinky and long series.

The little girl seemed a little confused. She stood still, just looking at the big eyes of the TV and there was a curvy smile. It was as if the pause button was pressed. The little girl had to wait until the end of this picture and return to the scene where there was singing and dancing, and then sway happily.

But the TV shows domestic TV series, not Indian movies. Two people in suits sit and talk to each other. That is just a simple conversation and will not dance on the table with disagreement...

So, after watching it for a while, the little girl felt bored - the TV series is not as good as the advertisement!

Luo Luo twisted her head and ran back to her father silently. Her small body was squeezed between her two knees, and her big eyes blinked at her father.

She didn't know yet that the remote control in Uncle Lei's hand was the key.

However, Lei Zhentian and Yang Yan were talking about a serious matter at this time. The two of them looked heavy and ignored Luo Luo.

"Don't you know? Shi Yun's father was diagnosed with a serious illness and advanced liver cancer." Yang Yan just started chatting, and Lei Zhentian told Yang Yan about the reason why Jiang Yuan was in a bad mood when Yang Yan called Jiang Yuan. "This disease is probably... a bit difficult."

Lei Zhentian said it quite tactfully. It was found that he was diagnosed with advanced liver cancer. That was more than just a difficult situation? There was basically no hope, and life entered the final countdown!

Yang Yan asked in shock: "When did it happen? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Probably what happened before and after you went to Qiantang City?" Lei Zhentian frowned and thought, "I can't remember it very clearly. Maybe they don't want to tell others. Jiang Yuan asked me before, because he wanted to know if I knew a more powerful doctor. I thought you knew it!"

Lei Zhentian has a wide range of connections, so it is reasonable for Jiang Yuan to ask Lei Zhentian.

"Jiang Yuan and Shi Yun are really there. If something big happened, they didn't tell me. It's not enough for me!" Yang Yan complained, but he didn't care, and was more worried, "How are they now? Is the money enough?"

Lei Zhentian shook his head and said, "I have asked them about money before. Jiang Yuan said that Shi Yun's family still has money, and he has more than 100,000 yuan. We don't need to help for the time being."

"And now, I think the problem is not money. It doesn't matter how much it costs. As long as it can cure people, it doesn't matter. The problem is, do you think so, which hospital can cure this disease? I can't give them advice." Lei Zhentian smiled bitterly and spread his hands with Yang Yan.

Lei Zhentian was right. Thinking of the serious illness that Shi Yun's father suffered, Yang Yan became more and more heavy.

No wonder Jiang Yuan is so tired. Yang Yan thought about such a thing, not to mention Shi Yun, who was in grief, and Jiang Yuan who had to accompany her and worry about it!

"Life and death are life, there is nothing to do. You don't have to think so much." Lei Zhentian could take it and put it down. He patted Yang Yan on the shoulder and comforted him, "They are still busy now. When will the situation be a little more stable? Brothers, come over and visit it again, and also express your feelings."

Yang Yan sighed softly and said, "That's all we can do!"

Yang Yan is not as open-minded as Lei Zhentian. He has seen separation from life and death since he was a child. During his growth, he sent off his adoptive father. Yang Yan knows the pain of his relatives' departure more than anyone else. Therefore, he can understand Shi Yun's mood at this moment, understand Jiang Yuan's hard work, and feel sad for them...

But in the advanced stage of liver cancer, let alone Yang Yan, Jiang Yuan and Shi Yun can not do much.

...

Perhaps I felt that my father was in a bad mood. After returning in the evening, Luoluo became obedient. He did not make any noise to watch TV, nor did he throw it around with toys, making an irritating sound.

The little girl was holding a monkey doll and sat obediently in her baby dining chair to play. She turned her body from time to time and looked at her father who was busy in the kitchen.

When Dad prepares dinner, she unbuttons and walks out, she looks happy again, stretches out her little hand and shouts in her little breasts voice, "Dad, hug..."

The little girl's smile was very healing. Yang Yan looked at it and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth. He carried the little girl out, hugged her in his arms, and intimately opposed her to her forehead.

"Hehe!" Luoluo's big eyes, which were very close to her father, suddenly had a happy smile.

Yang Yan just raised his head and wanted to see when Xia Yu will come back.

At this time, his side face was suddenly pressed by a fleshy, warm little palm.

Yang Yan had no choice but to lower his head again and saw Luo Luo opening his mouth slightly and raising his hands high, as if he was touching his father's face while watching attentively.

The little girl is also caring about her father!

My father’s depressed aura doesn’t feel very good…

"Do you want to touch your head again?" Yang Yan misunderstood, but he smiled slightly, lowered his head, and went against Luo Luo again to his forehead.

He also gently rubbed the bangs on Luo Luo's forehead with his forehead.

"Hehe!" Luo Luo seemed to have come to her senses, and she smiled happily with her father as before.

Yang Yan looked at the little girl's cute smiling face and couldn't help laughing, and said softly: "With you, Dad won't be unhappy. You are Dad's pistachio!"

The pistachio is Luoluo, but Yang Yan’s spiritual reliance is Xia Yu.

Xia Yu, who came back in a police coat, was still changing shoes at the door, so Yang Yan couldn't help but walk over and gently hugged her from behind.

After the intimate interaction with this morning last night, Xia Yu did not show any intense reaction to Yang Yan's sneak attack hug.

"What are you doing? Didn't you hug enough last night?" Xia Yu straightened up, gently patted Yang Yan's back of his slender and cold palms, but finally stroked it on it. He turned around and smiled and asked Yang Yan.

"Do you still remember my roommate Jiang Yuan? Last time you also met his girlfriend Shi Yun." Yang Yan said softly. Seeing Xia Yu nodding, he continued, "Shi Yun's father has advanced liver cancer..."

After all, I have been intimate with Yang Yan for so long. Xia Yu knew Yang Yan’s life experience and suddenly understood why Yang Yan was so sad.

"Don't be too sad. Are we all good?" Xia Yu hugged Yang Yan's arm. Even if Yang Yan's arm was pressed against her chest, she didn't care.

"You must pay attention to your health. When I came back tonight, I called my mother." Yang Yan didn't pay attention. He just put his forehead on Xia Yu's hair, rubbed it gently, and said softly, "You can make a call too, so that uncles and aunts can also pay attention to their health. Don't forget to rest because you are too busy with work."
Chapter completed!