"Dad," Gao Miao was so anxious that his forehead was about to sweat.

The doctor has already said that this disease must be maintained by drugs and instruments. If you go home and have the medical conditions at home, you will be really waiting to die.

Gao Cheng didn't look at her, but just smiled at Lin Miao, "Listen to Miaomiao, you opened a restaurant."

"How is the business? Is the business okay?"

"It's pretty good," Lin Miao smiled, telling him the trivial matters and interesting stories in the shop.

Gao Cheng smiled and listened, and soon fell asleep.

Lin Miao tucked the quilt and then went out quietly after seeing the case.

Gao Miao followed her out and sat on the chair at the door sobbed.

Lin Miao comforted her shoulder, "I'll go out."

Gao Miao wiped his tears and nodded randomly.

Lin Miao went straight to the top floor, and the dean happened to be there. When he saw Lin Miao, the dean was a little surprised.

"Dean, long time no see," Lin Miao greeted with a smile.

The dean nodded with a smile, signaled her to sit on the sofa, poured tea, and said, "I heard from your master that you opened a small shop, how are you doing? Is the business okay?"

"It's acceptable," Lin Miao replied with a smile.

"That's good," the dean smiled, sighed for a moment, and said, "I thought you were back to resume your post."

"You are joking," Lin Miao smiled with her eyebrows and eyes curled.

"I came here today because I wanted to ask for help."

"What's up?"

The dean is slightly upright.

Lin Miao talked about Gao Cheng's situation and said, "This elder has helped me a lot when I was in the most difficult situation. If possible, please consult foreign experts to see if there is any research on this aspect."

"I think of a solution for this," the dean nodded.

"You don't have to talk to your family about money, just let me take responsibility."

The Gao family’s father and daughter have only run that small shop over the years. Although the business is good, they can only ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing. It is impossible to be rich and prosperous.

I don’t know how long Gao Cheng has been in this disease, but I think the money I have saved over the years has been almost spent.

Otherwise, with Gao Miao's temperament, he would never come to him rashly.

"Okay," the dean nodded.

"Please, please," Lin Miao bowed and turned downstairs.

The dean pondered for a moment and called the attending doctor who was responsible for Gao Cheng's condition.

Lin Miao went to cook some porridge and rice.

Gao Cheng was awake now and the nurse was giving him an injection.

Lin Miao put down his things, pulled Gao Miao aside, told her about hiring an expert, and said, "Uncle Gao, please advise him more and tell him not to worry about money, and not to worry about money."

"Miaomiao," Gao Miao lowered his head embarrassedly.

If possible, she doesn't want to be troubled.

Lin Miao patted her back, "I have something to do, so let's go first."

She waved her hand and headed towards the escalator.

Gao Miao opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Lin Miao returned to the shop and raised money as soon as possible, and then deposited the money in the hospital.

In the afternoon, while Gao Miao was going to go for treatment, he found the only little money left in his bag to pay, but was told that he had already saved it.

She squeezed the thin few bills tightly and wiped her eyes hard.

In the evening, Luo Yan came to pick up Lin Miao.

Lin Miao told him about Gao's family affairs and said, "Can we wait for the matter?"

Even though Uncle Gao's illness was beyond cure, she wanted to do her best to keep him for a few more days.

"Okay," Luo Yan smiled faintly.

Marriage is a major event in his life with Lin Miao, and he does not want to leave any regrets in the future.

"Thank you," Lin Miao smiled.

"Thank you just that?"

Luo Yan turned sideways slightly and puts his cheeks over.

Lin Miao's face turned red and she looked at the car window.

The window is covered with film and cannot be seen outside.

She sucked her mouth quickly and sat down immediately.

Luo Yan glared at her dissatisfiedly.

Lin Miao pursed her lips and widened her eyes that were clear enough to the bottom.

It seems like a vigilant and cute seedling.

Luo Yan's fingertips itched.

He reached out and rubbed Lin Miao hard. As she frowned and protested, he picked up her face and kissed her hard.

Lin Miao stammered and wanted to struggle.

Luo Yan let go of his hand and started the car.

Safety first, radio and television reports every day.

Lin Miao happened to glar at him.

Luo Yan smiled and drove onto the road.

“What to eat tonight?”

"No," Lin Miao was angry.

Luo Yan said with a good temper: "I haven't eaten your cooking for a long time. It's still early today, otherwise I'll go back?"

“Where to go back?”

Lin Miao stared at him.

"Our home," Luo Yan smiled at her and drove to the nearby supermarket.

Lin Miao passively followed him for a long time and stood under the building with four bags of spoils.

Lin Miao was very upset when he saw Luo Yan walking forward with a bag.

Why did he come back with him for no reason?

Luo Yan led the way forward. When he arrived at the door, he rolled up his sleeves.

Lin Miao looked at him and saw him skillfully putting meat and vegetables into the refrigerator in different categories.

"You're here?"

"I'll help you," Luo Yan turned on the faucet and put the vegetables in the washbasin.

Lin Miao is naturally happy if someone helps.

Especially this person is her future partner, and she is happy to cultivate his hands-on awareness.

She took out the fish and was taken over by Luo Yan just as soon as she wanted to wash it.

"You go watch TV first, and I'll call you."

Luo Yandao.

Lin Miao bent her eyebrows and took the garlic.

"I'll be with you," she broke off the garlic cloves and peeled them one by one.

Luo Yan moved very quickly and washed the vegetables in a short while.

Lin Miao put on an apron and started cutting vegetables.

Luo Yan was watching her sword skills look so fast that she had to admit that her cooking skills were getting better and better.

The result of division of labor and cooperation is that the meal is served quickly.

The two sat opposite each other, Luo Yan took out the wake-up red wine, poured it on the two of them, and lit a candle.

Under the candlelight, Luo Yan's face actually had a bright light.

He raised his wrist lightly, "Mrs. Luo, thank you."

His voice was slightly deeper and intoxicating.
To be continued...