'This guy is just willing to watch the show,' Zheng Ren thought helplessly.
It was already the end of July, but the man was still wearing a slightly tattered coat. Zheng Ren found it strange. He was afraid that Su Yun could not handle it alone, so he followed him.
"Bro, do you smoke?" Su Yun took off his three-layer mask to take a breath and asked warmly.
The man was stunned. Seeing that Su Yun was wearing an isolation suit, he knew that he was a doctor from Imperial Capital. The smile on his face became more humble.
"Let's go. If you're not here, there might not be so much trouble," Su Yun said. "There's a serious patient in the ward. It's so noisy. If someone really has a heart attack, the patient's family will kill you."
The middle-aged man bowed and nodded. Not only was he humble to the woman, but he was also the same to Su Yun. It seemed that this kind of emotion had been integrated into his bones.
Zheng Ren looked at his expression. There was no trace of resentment. No matter how many fingernails scratched his face, he did not seem to care.
His eyes shone with excitement and joy.
Strange.
Zheng Ren glanced at the child's mother again and saw her squatting on the ground, leaning against the wall. The child's father stood far away and did not go forward to comfort her.
Zheng Ren could not figure out the complicated and strange family situation.
Seeing that the security guards were maintaining order, Zheng Ren had nothing to worry about. He followed Su Yun and the middle-aged man downstairs to the outdoor smoking room.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I came down in a hurry and didn't bring a cigarette." Su Yun touched his clothes and realized this.
"I have, I have. I'm just afraid that the two of you won't be used to it," the man said quickly.
"It's okay."
Su Yun's eyes lit up when he took out a white cigarette box.
"Lingzhi? Isn't this cigarette no longer produced? "
"I like to smoke this. There's a shop nearby that sells it." The middle-aged man saw that Su Yun had seen it before and did not mind, so he said happily, "I'm the only one who smokes. I'm also familiar with that shop. There's still one last box. I think it'll be gone by next year. "
Zheng Ren also knew that this cigarette was the cheapest kind, and it was especially choking and strong.
With Zheng Ren's smoking capacity, two puffs would be enough.
"There used to be an old retired professor who liked this. Do it in the changing room before the surgery. No one can stay in the room. "Su Yun smiled and tossed one to Zheng Ren, then took one for himself.
The middle-aged man lit it for them.
As expected, the smell was still the same as it was many years ago. It had not changed at all. Zheng Ren coughed twice. This thing was too irritating to the respiratory tract. He could not take it anymore after just one puff.
There was another person in the smoking room, playing with his phone while smoking with his legs crossed.
Su Yun blew a mouthful of smoke towards the opposite side. The yellow and white smoke enveloped the area, causing the person to be startled for a moment. Then, he coughed and immediately extinguished the smoke before leaving in a hurry.
"Heh, there aren't many who can stand it. Bro, are you working here? "Seeing that there was no one around, Su Yun began to chat and ask questions.
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The one who hit me just now is my wife."
"…"
Su Yun was stunned for a moment. He subconsciously took a puff of his cigarette and immediately choked and coughed violently.
"Slow down, slow down," the middle-aged man said.
"You're really …" Su Yun's face flushed red, his voice was a little hoarse, and after saying half a sentence, he coughed twice.
He recalled what CEO Lan had said earlier — Old Wang, come and sleep at my house … This relationship was really too complicated.
"Doctor, did you follow him to the surgery?" the middle-aged man asked.
"Yes, we did. The surgery is already over. I think he'll be down soon, "Su Yun said.
Su Yun spoke. Zheng Ren did not say a word. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the man's expression.
He seemed to be a little stunned, but then he felt relieved. After smiling, he leaned back on the simple hard plastic chair.
He seemed to be relieved.
"Is the child your son?" Zheng Ren asked tentatively.
"Yes and no," the man said.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Su Yun asked. "Don't think we're meddlesome. There's something strange about your family. Bro, it's fate that we met. Don't stifle it when you say it. "
The man smiled slightly. The scars on his face twisted, looking slightly ferocious.
Su Yun saw that he did not speak. He glanced at Zheng Ren and communicated with his eyes. Then, he said, "I can guess a little even if you don't say it."
"Oh?" The middle-aged man just smiled.
"When I first came, I thought the man in the suit was the child's father." Su Yun blew at his forehead, the black hair on his forehead fluttering proudly.
"In addition to the one you said, yes and no, I guess you guys got together later."
"Yes and no," the man said the same thing again.
Zheng Ren's mind flashed. All kinds of details were recalled in his heart, but he still had no clue.
"Oh? It sounds like there's a story. "Su Yun looked at the middle-aged man with a smile. He was not in a hurry and was just chatting.
"There's no story. In this world, honest people are destined to be bullied." The middle-aged man said in an optimistic tone, "You guys are still young. You can't be too honest."
"Look at you. Do you think I look like an honest person?" Su Yun asked.
"Yes," the middle-aged man said affirmatively.
This should be the first person to say that Su Yun was an honest person. Zheng Ren smiled.
"Let's not talk about this. How can you stand being bullied every day? This must be the legendary true love. " Su Yun vaguely guessed something. In this regard, he was countless times better than his boss.
"Maybe it's true love. You can also say it's lust." The man sighed slightly and lowered his head to smoke the ganoderma.
"Brother, I'll say what I think. If I say anything wrong, please don't take it to heart," Su Yun said seriously.
"It's okay. If you can do it, you can say it," the middle-aged man responded indifferently.
"The child isn't yours, but he calls you father." Su Yun went straight to the point. "Have you been taken over?"
Zheng Ren was a little worried. He carefully prepared. His right foot firmly planted on the ground. If the middle-aged man moved, Zheng Ren could explode at any time and subdue him without hurting him.
However, nothing happened in Zheng Ren's imagination. The middle-aged man smoked calmly. However, the way he looked at Su Yun changed slightly. There was a hint of mockery or self-mockery in his eyes.
"Oh, a man taken over? That's not enough. The child is Old Wang's. I've known for a long time, "the middle-aged man said leisurely." I ask every day if Old Wang comes to our house for dinner. If he does, I cook more. At night, he sleeps on the bed and I sleep on the sofa. "
"…"
Zheng Ren was speechless. He suddenly felt that the wind had suddenly turned cold in the originally hot season of July. For such a matter to be said in such a calm and indifferent manner, it felt strange no matter how one listened to it.
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