Luo Xiaoqian hurriedly spoke up, "No, Uncle Leng, it isn't that serious, don't imagine the worst!"
"Enough, don't cover it up. Uncle Leng might be old, but these eyes can still see that something's off, you're almost breaking out in sweat from nervousness." Leng Lin's demeanor was, on the contrary, calmer than hers, "Tell me, I can really take it."
Leng Lin was no ordinary man, with years of experience and insight into people, he had already sensed that something was amiss.
"Alright, I'll tell you the truth then." Luo Xiaoqian put down the pastries in her hand, "It really isn't as serious as you think, it's just that Dr. Shen doesn't like your lab results and wants to do a kidney biopsy to be cautious, fearing that you won't agree, so he asked me to come in and talk to you. You definitely don't have cancer or anything terminal, I assure you, not half a word I have said is false."
"I agree."
"What?" Luo Xiaoqian was a bit slow to react.
