The Three Realms of Super Students

Looking at Luo Yurou, who was obviously emotionally unusual, Zhang Xiaofan frowned, and was preparing to continue asking.

But from the doorway of the ward, a very low, magnetic middle-aged man's voice was heard.

"Mr. Zhang, you still don't have to question this matter any more, let me tell you the cause and effect of this matter."

Zhang Xiaofan looked around, but saw Luo Qingshan, wearing a blue suit, standing at the door of the ward, holding an insulated lunch box in his right hand, and two pairs of disposable chopsticks in his left hand.

After seeing the people, Zhang Xiaofan also looked at Luo Qingshan with a slightly surprised look.

It has to be said that this is different from the prestigious official who was surrounded by stars and moon when Zhang Xiaofan saw Luo Qingshan the last time.

At this time, Luo Qingshan looked a bit pale on the left and right corners, and there was no Luo Qingshan with the same majestic eyes in the past.

The former is a high ranking official in Fengjiang, but now it is just an ordinary middle-aged man who is only responsible for taking care of patients on the bed.

"Luo Qingshan ?!"

Meng Buding saw what Luo Qingshan looked like before he heard about the recent changes in the Luo family from Su Yuanming before he combined. He clearly realized something.

Seeing this, Luo Qingshan put the thermal insulation bucket in his hand and the disposable chopsticks aside. He took a complicated look at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Mr. Zhang, speak by one step."

Zhang Xiaofan first glanced at Luo Yurou, then stood up and walked out of the ward door with Luo Qingshan.

Luo Qingshan walked in front of himself and walked out of the inpatient building all the way to the small garden outside the hospital.

Luo Qingshan raised his hand and pointed at a gazebo not far away.

"Mr. Zhang, you sit here."

After Zhang Xiaofan took his seat, he opened the door and saw the road.

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

Luo Qingshan didn't wait for Zhang Xiaofan to finish his words, he just shook his hand and said blandly.

"Mr. Zhang, I am no longer self-sufficient."

"Now I am just a civilian."

After hearing Luo Qingshan's words, Zhang Xiaofan's heart was unavoidable. ’As soon as he asked again, he said.

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

In this regard, Luo Qingshan was not anxious to answer Zhang Xiaofan's question. He touched the pocket of his suit, and found a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket. As he was about to click, he seemed to suddenly think general.

Then he glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, asked, and said.

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

Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "Please ....."

After hearing the words, Luo Qingshan smiled casually, and was about to pull out a lighter to light a cigarette, but heard Zhang Xiaofan speak again, and said.

"Yes, Mr. Luo, have you been suffering from tinnitus recently?"

"Also, your eyes may appear from time to time, and you can obviously feel your nose burning when you breathe fast?"