602: [ Side Story: Lin Xiaozhou's story (1) ]

[ Side Story: Lin Xiaozhou's story (1) ]

[ Side Story ] Lin Xiaozhou's story (1)0

Lin Xiaozhou had been having nightmares recently.

Back then, he was still a streamer on Cheng livestream platform.

He dreamed that he was framed by a female streamer, suffered endless internet violence, and his hand was broken. He was desperate and helpless, and finally died in the bathtub.

He even dreamed that after he died, old Zhao was in so much pain that he was buried in the sea.

This dream was too real, as if it had really happened before. Every time Lin Xiaozhou woke up from a nightmare, he would shiver and his body would turn cold. His forehead would be covered in cold sweat.

"Don't be afraid, it's all a dream." Zhao Yan comforted him.

Early in the morning, Lin Xiaozhou was lying on his bed in a depressed mood. "I died a terrible death in my dream ... Old Zhao, tell me, if I really died back then, what would you have done?"

"Don't spout nonsense," Zhao Yan said.

Lin Xiaozhou, who was wrapped in his blanket, laughed out loud. Zhao Yan pressed him down and bullied him.

When Lin Xiaozhou woke up again, the sun was already close to noon. Zhao Yan was busy with work, so he changed his clothes and went to the company to deal with some business. Lin Xiaozhou rubbed his sore back and grimaced in pain. He had to control himself-he did not want to suffer from back pain at such a young age.

Just after lunch, an uninvited guest came to the house.

"Big brother, why have you come again?" Lin Xiaozhou's gaze shifted away from the computer screen.

"I'm free," Lin Mo replied.

Lin Xiaozhou was speechless. What are you doing?

Lin Mo had become a regular visitor recently. He came to visit every few days and treated this place as his home. Not only that, but Lin Xiaozhou was also surprised to find that his usually aloof brother was now showing concern for him.

Lin Mo stopped Lin Xiaozhou when he saw him eating fried food.

Lin Mo berated Lin Xiaozhou when he saw that he was addicted to playing games and not training.

Lin Xiaozhou had a headache.

She felt like she had a mother.

Just as Lin Xiaozhou opened the refrigerator and was about to find an ice cream to eat, his brother, who appeared and disappeared like a ghost, ran over again! Stop him from eating ice cream!

Lin Xiaozhou was speechless.“

Why did I give big yellow to Song Chen? it should be kept in the yard to prevent fire, theft, and big brother.

"Big brother! When are you going back to United States?" Lin Xiaozhou rubbed his stomach. He was so angry that his stomach hurt.

what? " Lin Mo glanced at him. your stomach hurts? "

Lin Xiaozhou nodded. my stomach hurts. I don't know what's going on recently ... My stomach always feels uncomfortable."

Lin Mo stood up and looked at the clock on the wall. He seemed to have waited for the right time."Come with me to the hospital for a checkup."

"Huh?"

When Lin Mo took out his car keys, Lin Xiaozhou realized that his brother was not joking. He was really planning to take him to the hospital for a checkup. Lin Xiaozhou was afraid of pain and the hospital. He quickly shook his head and refused, " "Big brother! It's just a normal stomach problem, there's no need to go to the hospital for a check-"

Lin Mo glanced at him.

Lin Xiaozhou immediately cowered and got into the car, feeling wronged.

Lin Mo took Lin Xiaozhou to the Cheng family's private hospital. As if he had been prepared, he sent Lin Xiaozhou to the doctor. Lin Xiaozhou was thoroughly examined by the top doctors. They even did a blood test report and an X-ray examination, which took a long time.

The hospital was very efficient, and the examination report was delivered an hour later.

Lin Mo flipped through the examination report.

In the ward, Lin Xiaozhou rested his chin on his hand. big brother, I'm really fine. -'m still alive and kicking ... Where's my phone? -want to talk to old Zhao about tonight's menu.

Lin Mo handed over the examination report and stated the facts. you're sick. You're in the early stage of stomach cancer.

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