What Leng Zimo needs right now is absolute peace and rest, which is crucial for his brain’s recovery after surgery. At the moment, the most important thing for Leng Zimo is his health.
Leng Lin glanced at his younger son driving the car, "Do you think I don’t understand even this much?!"
"You understand, you understand everything!" Leng Zirui pouted, "Except you don’t understand your own temper."
Leng Lin raised his eyebrows but said nothing.
His temper was almost identical to Leng Zimo’s, both stubborn and domineering, neither willing to back down. Ever since Leng Zimo was very young, the father-son relationship had been quite uneasy. Previously, Mother Leng acted as a mediator, but now this role fell to Leng Zirui.
Both Leng Lin and Leng Zimo were fully aware of these matters.
But alas, it’s easy to change rivers and mountains but hard to change one’s nature. A born character is not something that can be easily altered.
The off-road vehicle parked in the hospital parking lot, and as the Leng Family father and son got out, the security guard Xiao Zhao also jogged over. The three of them went upstairs together, arriving outside Leng Zimo’s ward. Seeing the two stoic, tall bodyguards standing outside the door, Leng Lin merely frowned. With his status, he naturally couldn’t stand such things.
The two bodyguards didn’t recognize him and immediately reached out to stop Leng Lin.
One of them politely asked, "May I ask who you are?!"
How dare they stop him, Leng Lin’s eyebrows raised, about to flare up.
"This is my dad!" Leng Zirui hurriedly took two quick steps, pulling Leng Lin’s arm, "Old man, remember, stay calm. If you can’t, I’ll send you back right now!"


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