"Why did it come out," he smiled.

"My dad?"

Luo Yan asked back, his eyes and eyes were cold.

The special assistant smiled and said, "He is also worried about the old man."

"These two grades are not young anymore, so telling him won't worry."

Luo Yan glanced at him and turned back to the ward.

The special assistant shrugged and headed to the cafeteria.

After all, it’s still relatives. No matter how tough they say it, it’s still impossible to force their hearts when it really happens.

After a few meals that were pleasing, he returned to the room.

Lao Luo was sitting against the head of the bed and watching the video call on the bedside table.

Luo Hao was patting the little hand and ducks screaming.

"It's the great master," Mr. Luo corrected his good temper.

The special assistant smiled and set up the bed table and placed the food on it.

"It's time to eat."

He said so.

Luo Yan glanced at him and pointed his head in front of the screen, "It's time to have a meal, so I'll contact you in the evening."

After saying that, he turned off the phone.

"I haven't spoken yet," Mr. Luo was angry.

"Eat first, and then talk about it after dinner," Luo Yan dragged the table to him.

According to his experience, as long as Mr. Luo is given a chance, he can look at Luo Hao and Luo Yu well.

Then the food was cold and he had not hung up the phone.

"I'm not hungry," Mr. Luo glared at him.

"If I don't eat, I won't call," Luo Yan raised the spoon of the porridge with expressionless expression.

Old Luo glared for a while and finally surrendered.

After dinner, Luo Yan peeled fruit for him.

Mr. Luo said, "I want to go home."

"It's not OK," Luo Yan put a small piece of apple on his mouth.

"I want to go back," Mr. Luo didn't start and insisted.

"Grandpa, don't be willful," Luo Yan put down his toothpick.

Mr. Luo closed his eyes, as if he didn't agree and ignored him.

Luo Yan shook his head helplessly and looked at the special assistant.

The special assistant smiled and went out.

About ten minutes later, he came back, "Do your check tomorrow. If all the items meet the indicators, you can go back."

Mr. Luo smiled happily.

"However," said the assistant, "in case, some of these instruments have to be followed back, and you have to undergo an inspection every three days."

"Yes," Mr. Luo agreed very quickly.

As long as you can meet your great-grandson, you can do whatever you want.

The special assistant looked at Luo Yan and shrugged.

In the evening, Lin Miao got the news.

She hurried to the main house to clean up, cleaned the bedroom, made room, and placed instruments in the direction.

In the early morning, Mr. Luo began to check repeatedly.

It was almost evening, and a special car took him back.

After moving for a while, the yard became quiet.

Lin Miao went to the bedroom of the main house.

Just in case, Mr. Luo was put on a respirator. When he saw Lin Miao coming, he smiled and his hands trembled to remove the respirator.

"No," Lin Miao hurriedly stopped him, ran to him and said softly, "Just lie down, I'll see you, the babies are still sleeping, and I'll carry you when I wake up later."

Old Luo's eyes lit up and he shook his head slightly.

Lin Miao is unclear.

Luo Yan said, "Grandpa is worried that there are too many instruments here and it will be bad for the children."

Lin Miao looks at Mr. Luo.

If so, why should he rush back?

"Wait until tomorrow, be sure that he has no problem, these machines can be taken down."

Lin Miao suddenly felt a little annoyed.

I thought about it and felt stupid. I was obviously half a professional, but I was panicked when things happened.

Mr. Luo saw her little thoughts and bent his eyes slightly.

The night passed quickly.

In the early morning, the doctor came to the door.

After a series of inspections, he nodded.

"Your condition is stable for the time being, but you have relapsed. If you are on the verge of illness, you are afraid you will be in danger of life."

"So please be sure to keep a happy mood. In addition, greasy and spicy things must not be touched again."

"Okay, I'll write it down," Lin Miao nodded solemnly.

After sending someone away, she immediately went to the kitchen to give instructions.

Mr. Luo had already sat in a wheelchair with the support of everyone.

When Lin Miao entered, he moved to the sofa.

"I'll take the baby," she turned out.

Luo Lao Sui's hands were leaning softly into the sofa.

Luo Yan helped him wipe the slight sweat from his forehead, "Those instruments have wheels. If you have to worry, I will just push them out."

Mr. Luo shook his head.

"Those things have radiation, can the radiation disappear immediately?"

He said, "I'm not relieved even here."

"From the future, let the children play in the yard, and I can watch it here."

"Okay," as the baby's father, Luo Yan naturally didn't want something to happen to his son.

He and the special assistant brought the mat, Lin Miao and Sister Zhu put the baby on it, and Mr. Luo looked through the window.

"Haohao, look at Grandpa."

Lin Miao pointed at the window.

Luo Hao raised his eyes and saw the figures he often saw on the phone. He giggled, opened his hands and waved randomly.

I don't know whether to say hello or enjoy myself.

Luo Yu turned his black eyes, and after seeing Mr. Luo, he looked at Luo Yan again, silently pulling the corner of Lin Miao's clothes.

Sister Zhu put down the small chair and smiled and said, "Haohao, come here."

Luo Hao looked at Sister Zhu and struggled to get up from the ground, rushing over with his calves.

"Ouch, be careful," Seeing Luo Hao's pace fluctuated, Mr. Luo was so nervous that his heart trembled.

Luo Hao himself didn't think that when he was about to reach the edge of the small stool, he pounced hard, and Sister Zhu hurriedly caught him and slapped his little butt with a smile.

"Small naughty, don't swear."

Luo Yan giggled, his big eyes crescent.

Mr. Luo sighed lightly and relaxed.

Lin Miao turned around and wanted to get another chair, but when she got up, she found that the corner of her clothes was pulled.

She smiled and said, "Yuyu, mother wants to take the chair and let it go, okay?"

Luo Yu's eyes were black, and he was extremely focused when he looked over.
To be continued...