"Yes, yes," Wei Dapeng wiped the sweat on his forehead and quietly pulled out his hand. Fortunately, Kongyuan did not grasp it again. "I have a good word with my father when I go back. Kong Zong, how are you doing? Is it all right to check?"

"Oh, cancer, it's late, it's estimated that it won't last a few days." Kong Yuan sighed, "It's still good for you to be young, but, Dapeng, you have to pay attention to it. It's okay to smoke less. I heard from the doctor today. Cancer is also acquired by young people. If you smoke so much every day, you must pay attention to...