The man still overlooked her from above, but did not say anything more. Instead, his gaze fell on the thermal container in Song Qiao’s hand. A faint smile appeared on his sharply-defined face as he said, "Did you bring sothing to eat?"
She lowered her head to glance at the thermal container she had been holding on to without letting go, diligently maintaining its upright position. Even while sitting in the hospital room, she held the container so nothing inside could spill out. Without saying much more, she placed the container on the table. "Eat on your own, I’m going out to call the doctor for you."
As she spoke, she stood up, ready to head toward the door.
The man had moved so abruptly just now, and she didn’t know if his wounds had reopened. Plus, since he removed the pillow, a doctor needed to co over and administer his IV dication.
Before she could take a step, her hand was firmly grasped by the man, who gazed steadily at her and asked, "If I called for the doctor, would you co back to keep company?"
Turning back to look at him, she found that he was staring intently at her without blinking, and an inexplicable wave of emotion rose in her heart. Subconsciously, Song Qiao nodded.
Receiving Song Qiao’s response, Lu Jingchen still let go of her hand, but he said, "My right hand is also injured. When you co back, feed the porridge. I haven’t eaten anything since I woke up, and I’m very hungry."
After calling for the doctor to co and re-administer the IV as well as check whether his wound had reopened, she repeated his instructions and followed the doctor who had co in, then left.
...
The news of Lu Jingchen’s injury and hospitalization was suppressed by Xi Mohan and was not widely known. Apart from Xi Mohan’s occasional visits to check whether Lu Jingchen was still alive, Zuo Yuqing also ca from ti to ti but always left quickly after leaving so things she bought.
After staying in the hospital with the man for a week, Song Qiao’s back wound had nearly healed, and she was completely restless, eager to return to the office to work.
Apart from leaving for errands at the villa, she spent nearly twenty-four hours a day reluctantly staying in the hospital with Lu Jingchen. Even showering and eating were done at the hospital, which made her quite uncomfortable.
After lunch and Xi Mohan’s visit to see Lu Jingchen before leaving again, Song Qiao curled up on the comfortable sofa inside the hospital room, looking through the emails sent from the company. "The Life Reversal" was already in the final stages of shooting, and An Ke and Qin Zhe under her charge had already finished their parts in the drama. Song Qiao had Lu An’an arrange a few comrcials for them and promised they would return to the company to work as soon as possible.
Even Lu An’an didn’t know about Lu Jingchen’s injury. It wasn’t clear if it was because Lu An’an had been independent from a young age and didn’t need the support and help of the family, but unless it was a special occasion or the fixed monthly visit to see her elders, she rarely took the initiative to seek out any mber of the Lu Family, including Lu Jingchen.
Sotis Song Qiao even wondered if the identity of Lu An’an as the precious daughter of the Lu Family was sothing she had dreamt of in her sleep.
Lu Jingchen sat in the hospital bed working, his fingers rapidly tapping on the keyboard, occasionally picking up docunts placed to the side to review.
After reviewing several emails, Song Qiao could no longer sit still. She sat up abruptly and looked up at the man lying on the hospital bed, speaking softly, "Lu Jingchen, I’m going back to the company to work tomorrow."
If she continued to stay like this, she would eventually grow mold and mushrooms.
She had always been extrely dedicated to her career. When a person remains idle for too long, they feel uncomfortable all over and can’t wait to return to their job.
This ti, she had already made up her mind to go back to work starting tomorrow.
Lu Jingchen, such a big man with strong abilities, didn’t worry her at all, nor did she worry about Chen Mother, who was swapped in and out each day only to be sent away by him, or the subordinates of Xi Mohan outside. If anything really happened, Xi Mohan’s subordinates would definitely grasp the information in the first instance and then notify Xi Mohan.
Upon hearing Song Qiao’s words, Lu Jingchen’s eyes darkened slightly, but it was fleeting. Perhaps knowing of Song Qiao’s strong sense of responsibility at work, he simply said, "Have Chen Mother prepare my discharge papers later, let’s go back ho this afternoon."
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