Seeing the sudden appearance of Chen Xuan, Lin Cheng was also very surprised.
But the next second, Lin Cheng's long-suppressed emotions seemed to completely collapse, and he instantly burst into tears.
"Chen Xuan, my dad... my dad is not going to make it! Wuu wuu wuu..."
Lin Cheng, a man over six feet tall, was now crying like a child, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Hearing this news, Chen Xuan felt as if struck by lightning.
Until today, the memory of Uncle Lin's voice and smile was still vivid in Chen Xuan's mind, yet he had never expected such a thing to happen suddenly.
"What on earth happened?!"
It took a great effort for Lin Cheng to hold back his tears, and he said in despair, "Brain tumor!"
To tell the truth, when he heard these words, Chen Xuan actually felt somewhat relieved.
With Chen Xuan's current medical skills, a terminal illness like a brain tumor was not incurable.
"What are you doing now?" Chen Xuan asked, puzzled.