The adults were stunned.

Lu Feng laughed happily, shook his little head, and said happily: "Maybe handsome people are similar."

Matthew patted Lu Feng's little face and shook his head helplessly.

He warned: "Feng'er, it's almost over. Come down quickly. Dr. Ye's hands are used to perform surgery on you. It would be bad if you get sore from holding you."

"Yes." Lu Feng struggled slightly and slipped out of Ye Zehong's arms like a loach. Then he held Ye Zehong's hand intimately and looked up: "Dr. Ye, we'd better sit on the sofa and chat. It’s not tiring.”

Ye Zehong was led by Lu Feng to the sofa and sat down.

He looked around the suite, but did not see the familiar figure, and his eyes were obviously disappointed.

Lu Feng brought his jigsaw puzzle over and said proudly: "Doctor Ye, look, this is a world-famous painting that I put together myself. Isn't it amazing?"

"Very impressive." Ye Zehong gave Lu Feng a thumbs up.

Lu Feng was so happy to be praised by the most powerful doctor.

He hurriedly dug out the chess set, looked at Ye Zehong expectantly, and asked cautiously: "Dr. Ye, if you have nothing important to do, can you play chess with me?"

"You know how to play chess at such a young age?"

"Yes, I really like playing chess. Every time I play with the left hand and the right hand. My father and mother don't play with me. I'm really pitiful. For the sake of me being so pitiful, you can play with me." I’ll play chess, okay?”

Ye Zehong couldn't bear to see Lu Feng unhappy, so he played chess with Lu Feng with the attitude of having fun.

He originally thought that because Lu Feng was so young, he could probably understand the moves of every chess piece. It took him a round of chess to realize how smart Lu Feng's little head was.

Lu Feng not only knew how to move every chess piece, he even knew how to dig holes for him to jump into. The first game ended with his failure.

Lu Feng jumped up happily, and after just two jumps, he began to gasp uncomfortably.

Ye Zehong gently stroked his back and comforted him: "Your heart is still sick, so don't be too emotional."

Lu Feng nodded fiercely and grinned: "Mom has told me hundreds of times. Feng'er has already kept it in mind. She was just too happy just now, so she got carried away."

"Little guy, you know a lot." Ye Zehong touched the top of Lu Feng's head and laughed softly, "Where is your mother, why didn't you see her?"

"My mother is packing things in the bedroom." Lu Feng glanced in the direction of the bedroom to make sure no one came out. He immediately ran to Ye Zehong and whispered in his ear: "Doctor Ye, you must help me." My heart transplant was successful, otherwise my mother would have died of grief. I am the only relative she has left in this world. I don’t want to die, I want to grow old with my mother.”

Ye Zehong was stunned, his heart tingling.

If I understand it correctly, Lu Feng's words mean... Lu Yao and Lu Feng are dependent on each other. Lu Feng has no father, and Lu Yao has no husband.

When he first entered, Lu Feng called Matthew Ma's father.

Dad Ma, not Dad.

Doesn't this mean that Matthew is not Lu Feng's biological father.

He didn't want to guess, knowing that children wouldn't lie, so he grabbed Lu Feng's shoulders with both hands and asked nervously: "Feng'er, tell me the truth. Have you never seen your biological father since you were a child?" (End of Chapter)

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