Meow is a cute wife, sweet

Chapter 267

At this time, Uncle Lin was urging Si Chuan to have lunch.

"Old man, even if you are not hungry, you should eat something, otherwise your stomach will not be able to bear it."

A month ago, when he went to the hospital, it was found that Si Chuan had stomach cancer. Fortunately, it was in an early stage, and there was still time for treatment. However, Si Chuan never agreed to the operation.

Uncle Lin had no choice but to let him drag his illness along for the first time. It can be seen that his condition is very bad recently. Uncle Lin was afraid that something unexpected would happen to the old man.

He had always wanted to find a time to talk to Young Master Si about Mr. Si's condition, but Mr. Si watched him closely, so he didn't dare to say more.

Si Chuan waved his hand, shook his head and said, "Lao Lin, put it away first, I don't want to eat anything now."

Uncle Lin frowned, put the clear porridge in his hand on the table, and sighed, "Old man, you should think more about Young Master Si, if you are."

He didn't need to say more, Si Chuan already understood what he meant.

What Lao Lin said was right, he couldn't just leave A Ling alone like this.

Si Chuan stood up, his body swaying, his legs were a little numb from sitting for too long, if he hadn't supported the soft chair in time, he might have fallen to the ground.

Uncle Lin hurriedly stepped forward to support him, his eyes worried, "Old sir?"

Si Chuan sighed, "It's okay, it's okay, Lao Lin, don't be nervous."

Uncle Lin frowned, and refuted him, "No, I still want Dr. Ruan to come and see."

After speaking, he walked to the landline and dialed Dr. Ruan's number.

"Hello, Dr. Ruan? Are you free to come over to Si's house?"

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"Okay, trouble."

Seeing this, Si Chuan didn't stop him anymore, and walked to the table leaning on his crutches.

There was only a pot of clear porridge on the huge table, and Uncle Lin scooped up a small bowl and waited to cool it down.

Si Chuan scooped up a tablespoon of clear porridge, and just put it into his mouth, when he suddenly heard the sound of braking outside.

Are there any guests?
Si Chuan looked outside the door and asked in surprise, "Old Lin, go and have a look."

Uncle Lin put down the phone and nodded.

After going out, Uncle Lin was excited when he saw the person getting out of the car, "Young Master Si, you are finally back!"

After Si Jialing parked the car, seeing that Uncle Lin was in a strange mood, he jokingly said, "Uncle Lin, I haven't seen you in a few months, and you suddenly get so excited when we meet. Could it be that you miss me too much?"

Uncle Lin didn't mind his jokes at all, and smiled heartily, "It's true, since Young Master Si isn't here, I must be reading very hard."

Si Jialing: "." Such Uncle Lin is so weird.

The two entered the hall together.

Si Chuan drank his porridge with his head down, not realizing that it was Si Jialing who came back.

He asked casually, "Old Lin, who is here?"

Uncle Lin returned to his usual calm expression, "Oh, old man, it's Young Master Si who is back."

After the words fell, he quietly paid attention to the old man's reaction.

"What?" Si Chuan raised his head abruptly, and when he saw the tall and straight figure in front of him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, pretending to be angry, "Hmph! Brat, are you finally willing to come back?"

After saying the words, he felt awkward again, and added superfluously, "I don't want you to come back."

Si Jialing walked over slowly, and smiled at Si Chuan, "Grandpa, I heard you say you miss me."

"What are you thinking about!" Si Chuan scolded with disgust all over his face, "You heartless bastard, only a fool would miss you!"

"No, grandpa, why do you call yourself a fool?"

Si Jialing looked serious, "Grandpa, I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that!"

Si Chuan was a little moved when he heard this, and just wanted to praise him properly, but he heard him talking to himself: "If grandpa is really a fool, then wouldn't I become the grandson of a fool?"

The smile at the corner of Si Chuan's mouth froze: "." Such a grandson, can he throw it out?

(End of this chapter)