"It's okay now." Beiming Han said indifferently, taking a bottle of ice-cold water from the fridge, planning to drink it.
"Big brother... do you want to know the results early?" Bai Jingqing, of course, understands him.
"I originally did... now I don't anymore." Beiming Han twisted off the cap, took two sips, the cold water went down his throat and all the way to his stomach, cooling his aching stomach a little.
"Big brother, if you truly love Qingxin and Baobao, for them, you should let the lab produce the results sooner, cooperate actively with the treatment, not passively wait like this." Bai Jingqing spoke with heartfelt sincerity.
"..." Beiming Han took the water and went to the living room, remaining silent.
"Big brother..."
"What if it's... cancer?" Beiming Han's voice was a bit hoarse, he admitted he was scared, never has he felt so timid as he does now.
