After rejecting my celebrity husband novel Chapter 1392

Chapter 1392: Chapter 1396: My Husband Is Just Handsome

"Okay."

Leng Zimo sat down on the chair.

Luo Xiaoqian took out the shawl she had prepared and draped it over him, carefully shaving his hair off bit by bit.

Leng Zimo, being a former film emperor, never really cared much for appearances, but he always had high standards for himself. Luo Xiaoqian was initially worried that shaving his hair might affect him psychologically, which is why she decided to do it personally.

After finishing shaving, she earnestly cupped his face and took a good look.

"Hmm, my husband is really handsome!"

These words were genuinely not mere flattery or comfort.

Leng Zimo’s features and face shape were almost perfect, so even with his hair shaved off, it did not affect his appearance at all.

Leng Zimo smiled, "Of course, otherwise how could I be your husband!"

Actually, at this point in time, these things didn’t matter to him anymore.

It’s just hair, after all. As long as he’s alive, it’ll grow back.

"I’m not lying, you really are so handsome. I want to take a photo with my handsome film emperor husband!" Luo Xiaoqian picked up her phone, leaned her face against his, and took a photo together, "I must keep this photo well, and in the future, I’ll show it to my grandchildren, letting them see that their grandpa once had a shaved head..."

Leng Zimo hugged her to his lips with a smile, cooperating with her for the pictures, smiling both happily and bitterly.

After taking several photos, Luo Xiaoqian put the phone away and tidied up the things on the table one by one.

"A tumor?" Luo Ke’s face showed surprise, "Really?"

"I’ve already had people investigate thoroughly. This time, for Leng Zimo’s surgery, Shen Yizhou not only brought his mentor Dr. Stansen back from the United States, but also specifically introduced specialized surgical instruments for the operation. Leng Zimo is currently staying in the high-standard ward of the hospital’s Special Guardian building, the information is definitely correct," Allen replied.

Luo Ke’s slender fingers lightly tapped the table, "When is the surgery?"

"Tomorrow at nine in the morning," Allen said.

Luo Ke stood up and strode to the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the night outside. His pair of dark green eyes gradually turned cold, "Tomorrow, send someone to the hospital. I don’t want him to walk out of the operating room alive!"

Allen respectfully responded behind him, "Yes, sir!"