An elderly man with thinning hair, dressed in a white lab coat, stood beside the hospital bed and sighed:
"I'm sorry, I have done my best. You should prepare Chairman Luo's affairs as soon as possible!"
Upon hearing this statement, Luo Ling'er, who had just arrived, trembled and her face turned pale instantly.
Her gaze fixed on the father lying on the bed, she threw herself forward, crying out loud, "Daddy!!!"
"Ling'er, you're here. Ah, don't be too heartbroken, the doctors have tried their best!"
At that moment, a middle-aged man in a suit, with his hair slicked back, sighed while looking at Luo Ling'er.
But his demeanor seemed insincere.
And he was Luo Ling'er's second uncle, the younger brother of Luo Tiancheng, Luo Tianfang.
"Second Uncle, what on earth is going on? My father was fine just two days ago. How could he suddenly become like this?"
With tears in her eyes, Luo Ling'er looked at Luo Tianfang, her face full of confusion.
