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Xia Yu first went to the exhibition hall which was under decoration, but when he came out, he turned down the afternoon meeting and evening social engagements and drove to Lu Zhao's private hospital.
He didn't think much on the way there. During the years he was with Lu Zhao, Lu Zhao was like a body of iron. He almost never saw Lu Zhao weak, so he always felt that Lu Zhao would never collapse.
When they arrived at the hospital, the receptionist at the front desk took Xia Yu upstairs.
Lu Zhao's ward was on the top floor. It was very quiet and there was no one to disturb him.
But Xia Yu arrived at an inopportune moment, as Lu Zhao had just fallen asleep.
Lu Yuan said in a very soft voice that Lu Zhao had been in a bad mood these past few nights and had hardly slept, so it would be good for him to get some sleep now.
Xia Yu nodded almost imperceptibly and his eyes fell on Lu Zhao lying on the hospital bed.
Lu Zhao was not wearing a hospital gown, but his own dark pajamas. However, the sheets were snow-white, and the ward was also snow-white. He lay there with his eyes closed, like a robot with the power cut off.
Cold, overly handsome, and a little weirdly fragile.
If he is not woken up and his power supply is cut off forever, perhaps he will continue to sleep like this.
Xia Yu frowned.
Lu Yuan noticed his expression and lowered his voice to ask, "What's wrong?"
Xia Yu didn't say anything, just shook his head.
It was strange that he couldn't seem to accept that Lu Zhao was actually a "patient".
Perhaps because he was afraid that he would leave, Lu Yuan hesitated for a while and asked Xia Yu in a low voice, "Should I wake my brother up?"
Xia Yu shook his head.
"Never mind," he said, "I'll just wait here until he wakes up."
The sick Lu Zhao did look a little cuter than usual, so he could get some preferential treatment from him.
He and Lu Yuan went to the lounge next door, where there were snacks, fruit plates and coffee, but they really had nothing to talk about and just stared at each other for a long time.
Finally, it was Xia Yu who broke the deadlock, "Why is Lu Zhao so seriously ill?"
With fever and gastric bleeding, even if Lu Zhao is a workaholic, people around him should pay attention.
Lu Yuan showed a speechless expression, "How can I control the people around me? My brother has been working very hard in the past few years. He doesn't care about being sick. He just has to hold on. It was even more exaggerated when he was abroad. This fever shouldn't be a big deal, but I don't know what went wrong with him a few days ago. He obviously had a fever and his immunity was not good, but he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and stayed on the balcony in the cold wind all night. The next day, his condition got worse. Now the fever has gone, but the gastric bleeding has not healed. The doctor said that his gastric bleeding may be caused by emotional instability and stimulation, which is why it is so serious."
According to Lu Yuan, this was because his brother took advantage of his good health and was too pretentious. He had been to the hospital when he was abroad, but he didn't care.
Xia Yu heard a clue from this, and asked Lu Yuan, "When did his condition worsen?"
Lu Yuan said, "It was just this Monday. I don't know what happened. I almost didn't sleep all night. Maybe I was too worried about the company's affairs."
No, not the company.
Xia Yu lowered his eyes, fearing that it was all because of the phone call between him and Lu Zhao. Lu Zhao cared about Xu Zhan's existence more than he thought.
He also forked a grape and crushed it in his mouth. The juice was sweet with a hint of sourness, which made him frown.