Looking at Luo Yurou, whose mood is obviously abnormal, Zhang Xiaofan's eyebrows are wrinkled, and he is ready to continue to ask.

But from the door of the ward, I heard the voice of an extremely low, magnetic middle-aged man.

"Mr. Zhang, you'd better stop asking about it. I'll tell you the cause and effect of it."

Zhang Xiaofan followed his reputation, but saw Luo Qingshan in a navy blue suit standing at the door of the ward, holding a thermal lunch box in his right hand and two pairs of disposable chopsticks in his left.

After seeing the visitor, Zhang Xiaofan also looked at Luo Qingshan with slightly surprised eyes.

It has to be said that this is different from the powerful feudal official who was the last time Zhang Xiaofan saw Luo Qingshan.

At this time, Luo Qingshan looks a little white on his left and right temples, and his eyes are not as dignified as they used to be.

The former is a feudal official who has been in the upper position for a long time, but now he is just an ordinary middle-aged man who is responsible for taking care of patients in hospital bed.

"Luo Qingshan?"

Meng Buding saw that Luo Qingshan was like this. After combining what he had heard from Su Yuanming about the recent changes of the Luo family, he was obviously aware of something.

Seeing this, Luo Qingshan put aside his thermos bucket and disposable chopsticks. He gave Zhang Xiaofan a complicated look in his eyes and said, "Mr. Zhang, take a step to talk."

Zhang Xiaofan first took a look at Luo Yurou, then stood up and walked out of the ward with Luo Qingshan.

Luo Qingshan walked alone in front of him. He walked all the way out of the hospital building and came to the small garden outside the hospital.

Luo Qingshan raised his hand and pointed to a pavilion not far away.

"Here you are, Mr. Zhang."

After Zhang Xiaofan was seated, he went straight to the point.

"Luo Shuji, what happened to the Luo family in the past two years, and who are you now..."

Luo Qingshan didn't wait for Zhang Xiaofan to finish. He just shook his hand and said plainly.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm not a bookie now."

"Now I am just a common man."

After hearing Luo Qingshan say so, Zhang Xiaofan's heart is also "clattering!" A, he immediately continued to ask, way.

"Mr. naluo, tell me directly what happened to you, Luo Yurou and your Luo family in the past two years?"

In this regard, Luo Qingshan did not rush to answer Zhang Xiaofan's question. He felt the pocket of his suit and took out a packet of cigarettes from his coat pocket. When he was about to light it, he seemed to suddenly think of something.

After that, he took a look at Zhang Xiaofan and asked him.

"Mr. Zhang, would you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "please help yourself..."

Smell speech, Luo Qingshan casually smile, is preparing to take out a lighter to light a cigarette, but hear Zhang Xiaofan again open mouth, way.

"By the way, Mr. Luo, do you often have tinnitus recently?"

"What's more, your eyes will be dazzled from time to time, and you can obviously feel your breath burning when you are shorting of breath?"