Chapter 611: You charming little fairy

Zhao Lanshan's face became more and more rosy, her breathing became a little rapid, and she blinked her eyes, pretending to be angry and replied: "What can I do? Just let it sit."

Lin Lang smiled, his eyes full of affection and desire: "I don't want to be treated coldly, I want you, a little goblin, to accompany me tenderly."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Lang couldn't wait to kiss Zhao Lanshan again.

This time, it was no longer a gentle touch, Lin Lang's kiss was hot and full of love. His hand gently stroked her cheek, as if he was caressing the most precious treasure in the world.

Zhao Lanshan's breathing became more and more rapid. She subconsciously put her arms around Lin Lang's neck, her fingers unconsciously entwined in his hair.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and she kissed Lin Lang back passionately, as if she was electrocuted.

Zhao Lanshan couldn't help but close her eyes and threw herself into this passionate kiss. Her hands gently rested on Lin Lang's broad shoulders, feeling his strong muscles and warm body temperature.

Lin Lang felt Zhao Lanshan's response and hugged her tighter, as if he wanted to integrate her into his life.

At this moment, the room was filled with an intoxicating atmosphere. Only the rapid heartbeats and blazing love of each other were left, spreading and heating up in the air.

The atmosphere was just right, everything was just right.

Just when Lin Lang wanted to take the next step with Zhao Lanshan in a more intimate manner, there was a sudden hurried knock on the door from the servant of the Zhao residence.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Oh no, Miss, the master had blood in his stool when he went to the toilet. The housekeeper asked me to inform you and ask if we should take the master to the hospital for a check-up right now."

Zhao Lanshan was shocked when she heard this. She sat up from the bed and hurriedly sorted out her clothes while replying, "Okay, I'll be downstairs right away."

Then, Zhao Lanshan looked at Lin Lang apologetically and said, "Husband, I'm sorry to spoil your fun. Why did my dad suddenly have blood in his stool? Is it the intestinal problem you found when you took his pulse before?"

Lin Lang frowned slightly, sat up from the bed, and responded calmly: "There is no point in saying more. Let's send uncle to the emergency department of the hospital first, have a systematic physical examination, and have a diagnosis of the disease through Western medicine."

Zhao Lanshan frowned slightly, sighed, and said with a hint of worry: "Okay, let's go."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang accompanied Zhao Lanshan hurried downstairs.

As soon as I got downstairs, I saw the housekeeper waiting anxiously at the gate of Zhao's house. There was a black Maybach sedan parked next to him and several black Mercedes-Benz sedans parked behind it.

The two quickly got into the car and rushed to the Second People's Hospital of the city.

Zhao Qiankun was sitting in the back seat of the Maybach, holding a cane in his hand and looking very unhappy.

"Dad, are you okay?" Zhao Lanshan asked with concern.

Zhao Qiankun didn't want his daughter to worry too much, so he forced a smile and replied, "It shouldn't be a big problem, don't worry too much."

Lin Lang sat in the passenger seat of the Maybach and wanted to say something, but because he had already predicted Zhao Qiankun's death in advance, he ended up saying nothing.

When they arrived at the hospital, Zhao Lanshan used her connections to quickly register and find a doctor. Lin Lang accompanied Zhao Lanshan throughout the whole process, fulfilling his obligation as a boyfriend to accompany her at a critical moment.

After Zhao Qiankun was rushed into the examination room, Zhao Lanshan was anxious and paced back and forth in the hospital corridor.

Lin Lang walked forward, gently held her hand, and comforted her: "Uncle's pulse is not very good, my wife, you have to be mentally prepared!"

Zhao Lanshan's face changed instantly after hearing this. She frowned and looked at Lin Lang and asked, "Hubby, please don't scare me."

Lin Lang just sighed gloomily and said no more.

Soon, the doctor came out with the examination report, his expression serious.

Zhao Lanshan hurried over and asked with a trembling voice, "Doctor, how is my father?"

The attending doctor looked at the examination report and said slowly: "At present, the preliminary diagnosis is that the patient has a large tumor in the colon. Judging from the shape, it is most likely a malignant tumor, but the nature cannot be completely determined. Further biopsy is needed to finally determine whether it is benign or malignant."

Zhao Lanshan's eyes instantly turned red after hearing this. She almost lost her balance and cried, "Oh my God, how could it be so serious?"

Lin Lang quickly supported Zhao Lanshan and comforted her, "Don't panic, honey. After all, the results of the biopsy are the basis."

Zhao Lanshan raised her head with a heavy heart, her tearful eyes full of trust and dependence. She held Lin Lang's hand tightly, as if she had grabbed the last straw.

Lin Lang frowned and said, "Doctor, how long does it usually take for the biopsy results to come out?"

The attending doctor replied: "It usually takes 3-5 working days for the routine pathology section to get the results. Let's go through the hospitalization procedures for the patient first."

The housekeeper took people to complete Zhao Qiankun's hospitalization procedures.

Lin Lang accompanied Zhao Lanshan to the doctor's office and discussed the treatment plan.

Relying on his years of experience, the attending physician told the patient's family member, Zhao Lanshan, that Zhao Qiankun was most likely suffering from advanced colon cancer.

After leaving the doctor's office, Zhao Lanshan hugged Lin Lang and started crying in the hospital corridor. Lin Lang comforted Zhao Lan for a long time with heartache, and Zhao Lanshan finally stopped crying.

As the saying goes, kindness cannot command the army, righteousness cannot command wealth, affection cannot establish affairs, and goodness cannot be an official.

Although Lin Lang felt sorry for Zhao Lanshan, who was about to face the pain of losing her father, he did not let his emotions get the better of him and never thought of rescuing Zhao Qiankun.

After all, dying of colon cancer is Zhao Qiankun's destiny. Lin Lang doesn't want to cause a butterfly effect by interfering in Zhao Qiankun's life and death, leading to an uncontrollable chain reaction in Zhao Lanshan's fate.

After crying, Zhao Lanshan just made a few phone calls and shortened the time for getting the results of her father Zhao Qiankun's tumor biopsy from 3 to 5 working days to within one day.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Lang accompanied Zhao Lanshan to Zhao Qiankun's ward.

Although Zhao Lanshan tried her best to control her emotions, her red eyes could not hide her worry for her father Zhao Qiankun, which made Zhao Qiankun, who was lying on the hospital bed, feel a sense of foreboding.

After all, Zhao Qiankun is also a figure in the underworld. He was a fierce fighter and had many enemies when he was young. He has seen all kinds of things in the world and is not afraid of death.

So Zhao Qiankun asked directly, "Shanshan, tell Dad the truth, what serious disease do I have?"

Zhao Lanshan wiped her tears and lied, "Dad, the doctor said that you have polyps in your colon and you may need surgery, but you have to wait for the biopsy results before the surgery."

Zhao Qiankun took a deep breath, looked at Lin Lang and asked, "Ah Lang, tell your uncle the truth, what disease do I have?"

Lin Lang and Zhao Lanshan exchanged glances, and Zhao Lanshan signaled to Lin Lang not to tell the truth.

Helpless, Lin Lang could only lie and said, "Uncle, don't feel psychologically burdened. Colon polyps are divided into several types, including tumor polyps, inflammatory polyps, hyperplastic polyps, hamartoma polyps, etc. Maybe it's benign and there's nothing serious to worry about."

Seeing through it but not saying it out loud, Zhao Qiankun probably guessed the bad consequences and stopped asking any more questions.

Zhao Lanshan was holding back her tears, for she was afraid that if she cried, her father Zhao Qiankun would completely understand her illness.

The next afternoon, the biopsy results came out.

Zhao Lanshan went to get the results with a nervous heart, and Lin Lang accompanied her. When she got the report, it clearly showed in black and white that it was a malignant colon tumor, and it was already in the late stage.

Zhao Lanshan felt like the whole world was collapsing, her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand.

Lin Lang supported Zhao Lanshan, who was crying like rain, and hugged her in his arms with heartache. He gently patted her thin back and comforted her silently.

"Woooooooo..."

"Hubby, you just cured my dad's leg, and he's still so happy, but now he's diagnosed with advanced colon cancer. I'm so sad!"

Lin Lang comforted her, "Wife, everyone in the underworld knows one thing, that is, life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God."

"We can only leave it to fate now and do our best. Please notify your brother and the doctor as soon as possible to discuss the treatment plan for uncle. Is it surgery, chemotherapy, or conservative treatment?"

Zhao Lanshan leaned on Lin Lang's shoulder, tears flowing freely, wetting a large area of ​​Lin Lang's shoulder.

After a long while, Zhao Lanshan sobbed, with a heavy nasal tone and tears in her eyes, she said: "At this point, I can't hide the fact that Dad is sick from Cheng Kai anymore."

"Even though Cheng Kai is not very motivated, he has the right to know that his father is sick, and he should face it with me."

"Without further delay, let's go to the orthopedic department and discuss this matter with my brother."

Zhao Lanshan's words were full of fatigue and helplessness, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of her heart.

Lin Lang patted Zhao Lanshan's back gently to comfort her, then wrapped his arms tighter around her waist, supported her body which seemed particularly weak due to excessive grief, and slowly walked towards the inpatient department of Building B of the hospital.

At this moment, Zhao Lanshan felt as if all the strength in her body had been drained, and her steps were weak. If it weren't for Lin Lang's support, she would have collapsed to the ground at any time.

Along the way, the summer breeze blew gently like a heat wave, carrying a scorching temperature, blowing through the trees on the roadside, making a rustling sound. The cicadas on the trees chirped weakly, as if they were also lamenting the heavy atmosphere.

The two did not say much. The air around them seemed to be frozen, and every step they took felt like they were stepping on a thick haze.

Lin Lang's brows were tightly furrowed, and he turned his head from time to time to look at Zhao Lanshan who was crying silently, his eyes full of heartache.

Zhao Lanshan lowered her head, her hair scattered messily on her cheeks, and her tears continued to slide down her chin, hitting the ground and splashing tiny tears, which were the embodiment of her broken mood.

Soon, Lin Lang helped Zhao Lanshan walk to the orthopedic ward and appeared in front of Zhao Chengkai's ward.

Two of Zhao Chengkai's bodyguards were standing outside the ward. They were shocked to see Lin Lang, who had previously clashed with them at the billiard club, unexpectedly appear with his arm around Zhao Lanshan, the president of Taicheng Group. They were all stunned.

Although they were shocked, they bowed and greeted her respectfully, "Hello, Miss!"

The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant, and the pale light shone through without obstruction, making Zhao Chengkai lying on the bed look even more dishevelled.

I saw Zhao Chengkai lying on the hospital bed. His right leg was in a thick plaster cast, hanging high on the traction frame like a heavy burden. The color of the plaster blended with the white walls of the ward, making him look even more desolate.

There was an infusion needle inserted in Zhao Chengkai's arm, and a transparent infusion tube was winding down. The anti-inflammatory fluid was being slowly injected into his blood vessels drop by drop.

A heavily made-up girl sat beside Zhao Chengkai's bed, massaging his body with her fingers, but Zhao Chengkai's mind was obviously not on the massage. His eyes drifted to the girl's proud figure from time to time, and his dirty hands were not idle either.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a creaky sound, and the subtle sound was particularly abrupt in the quiet ward.

Zhao Chengkai subconsciously turned his head and saw Lin Lang, with whom he had a grudge, walking into the ward with Zhao Lanshan, whose face was covered with tears.

This scene was like a heavy hammer, which stunned Zhao Chengkai. His eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, his face full of disbelief, and he stared at the two of them as if he was watching an absurd farce.

After a brief silence, the ward seemed like a powder keg that had been ignited.

Zhao Chengkai reflexively tried to sit up straight, but the pain from pulling the wound on his leg caused his face muscles to twitch slightly due to anger. He shouted angrily: "Sister, why did you appear with this bastard? He even hugged you so intimately!"

Zhao Chengkai's voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the ward. His eyes were like a sharp blade, shooting straight at Lin Lang. In addition to anxiety and confusion, there was more undisguised hostility and deep indignation in his eyes.

Zhao Lanshan was in a very bad mood, and her body swayed slightly after being yelled at by her brother.

Zhao Lanshan tried hard to suppress the grief and irritability in her heart, and said with a choked voice: "Don't be disrespectful, call me brother-in-law!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire ward suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Zhao Chengkai was so shocked that he was dumbfounded. He stared in disbelief, his expression changed from anger to astonishment, his mouth opened and closed, and he finally managed to utter a word.

"Sister, did I hear you right?"