Mommy is 17 years old: a genius son with a black belly

She walked out of the hospital smoothly, and there was a car outside to pick her up and go straight away. She turned around and made a surgery plan. Michael had to undergo surgery. However, this was a bit difficult, and the surgery would inevitably involve another doctor, with the help of nurses from the hospital.

Also, the consent of the family members is required.

Nolan had just arrived at the parking lot after get off work, and was about to get in the car to leave when he suddenly saw a figure walking out of the darkness. The slender black figure left a thick ink mark on the ground, and the dim light of the parking lot cast a mixed light on him trace.

His expression was gloomy.

Nolan narrowed his eyes slightly. That was Lu Zhen, who actually appeared in the underground parking lot of the CIA building?Thousands of agents here are waiting to eat him alive, and he is here blatantly?

A car drove past him, and Nolan's heart skipped a beat. He walked towards Lu Zhen, passed him, opened his car door calmly, sat in the passenger seat, and Lu Zhen also got into the car. The two were silent. Leave the underground car park.

"Just call me if you have anything to do, why come in person." Nolan said lightly, very dissatisfied with his coming here.

"Your phone is being tapped."

"****!!!" Nolan scolded, all the agents have the right to avoid monitoring. Over the past year, those people have monitored him countless times, but he still can't attack.

Lu Zhen smiled, his dark eyes were facing the street lights of the city, bright and bright, and Nolan's heart ached slightly when he saw it.

I left you, did you have such an easy life?

Lu Zhen, who has regained her spirits.

"I'm sorry for hurting Michael." Lu Zhen felt that he had to say sorry, although he didn't think he was wrong, at that moment, that action was the inertial reaction of all agents.

It's just that because it's his brother, he has to apologize.

"It doesn't help." Nolan's voice was slightly cold, "No matter how much you say sorry, his life or death is still uncertain."

The car stopped at a red street light, Lu Zhen held the steering wheel with his hand, and tightened it slightly. Nolan could clearly see the veins floating on the back of his hand because of the tension, which seemed to contain the power to explode. Looking over, Lu Zhen's side face was tense like a straight line.

He suddenly thought of Lu Zhen, who used to have smiling faces. This face and that face couldn't overlap, and Nolan suddenly felt very sad.

Being unable to protect Lu Zhen made him suffer.

It's something he's been brooding about.

"Hate me?" Lu Zhen's voice was so soft that it couldn't be softer, ethereal and empty, and then he said to himself, "You must hate me to death."

Just broke up and nearly killed his brother with a single shot.

As much as I loved him in the past, I hate him now.

Nolan lowered his eyes.

This is the person he loves the most. No matter what he does, he is reluctant to say a serious word. Even now that Michael is lying on the hospital bed, his life and death are uncertain, Nolan can't feel any hatred for him.

Every time he wanted to hate Lu Zhen, he would think of Lu Zhen's desperate face, and he whispered, please leave me with the last bit of dignity.

Can't hate it.

Nolan was silent, Lu Zhen took it as his acquiescence, frowned slightly, didn't say anything, just held the steering wheel, tightened slightly, and the car stopped on the coastal road.

This area is a bit remote, and there are not many people coming at night, only some cruise ships come and go, passing by another road.

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