Chapter 77: Suggestive (1/2)

After Cheng Xi rushed over to the hospital, she found that Lu Chenzhou’s grandmother had been exaggerating. Lu Chenzhou didn’t plan on leaving, but he had woken up, and was sitting by the head of his bed with a severe mien as he listened to the doctor explain his illness to him.

It was true that his expression wasn’t good, but he certainly wasn’t “crying and shouting” about leaving the hospital.

From the monitor, Cheng Xi saw that Cai Yi was also inside the room, and immediately calmed down. She didn’t rush in, and silently observed the scene for a moment before heading outside again.

Lu Chenzhou’s grandfather had already left, and his grandmother was the only family member outside. She was somewhat embarrassed that she had called Cheng Xi over for nothing, and said, “He really was shouting about leaving the hospital just now. Luckily, your professor arrived and convinced him not to.”

Cheng Xi smiled. She could understand her worry and didn’t mind it much, comforting her with a warm voice instead. She was quite good at it too; not long after, Lu Chenzhou’s grandmother was convinced by her words and indeed did calm down.

Upon noticing her wan and bleary expression, Cheng Xi was about to persuade her to leave and rest—the truth was that she wasn’t doing much here; Lu Chenzhou was in a germ-free environment and receiving the best possible treatment with a professional nurse and doctor attending to him. The presence of his family members was unnecessary.

There was only one thing they could provide: because Lu Chenzhou had septicemia, besides the necessary medical treatment, he also needed to be well nourished. In the Lu household, this was no problem at all.

And so, Cheng Xi began discussing Lu Chenzhou’s future diet with his grandmother. But before they could finish, the door opened and Cai Yi and the others came out. Lu Chenzhou’s grandmother was called away by the doctor in charge, while Cheng Xi and her professor stayed behind.

“Sorry to bother you last night.”

“It was fine.” Cheng Xi shook her head and glanced at Lu Chenzhou’s ward before asking, “How is it?”

“It’s in the early stages, so it’s not difficult to treat. As long as he cooperates, it won’t be a big deal.”

Cai Yi’s words were concise, her tone calm. Cheng Xi clutched at her chest as she sighed, “That’s a relief.” When she raised her head, she saw that her professor was looking at her with a half-smile, and she blushed. “I was worried that I was responsible as I suspected that he fell ill at my place.”

Cai Yi was somewhat shocked. “What do you mean?”

Cheng Xi explained what had happened that day briefly, only leaving out the fact that he had hugged and kissed her right after seeing her.

When Cai Yi had heard everything, she started shaking her head. “You love to take responsibility for everything, don’t you? Do you know why he’s such a clean freak? It’s because his skin is naturally sensitive, and just a bit of carelessness can lead to endless problems. Who knows whether or not he touched something dirty beforehand? As you said, he ran to find you while dripping wet.”

Cheng Xi had no reply.

Cai Yi stopped comforting her, and instead said, “But his situation really was quite dangerous. If it took us any longer to get to him, then he might not have been saved. Go and take a look at him first. If there’s anything wrong, we can talk later.”

So Cheng Xi tidied herself up and put on a face mask and isolation suit before entering the ward. Lu Chenzhou was still sitting by the head of the bed, his complexion pale and stark white, even his lips’ color bleached out.

He seemed like a flower past its prime whose petals were wilting pitifully, completely devoid of its previous cold and haughty demeanor.

Cheng Xi walked over. She first picked up the medical records by the head of his bed in a smooth manner. Good—his last few temperature readings showed that his high fever had broken.

Although she wasn’t a specialist, she knew that, given his situation, as long as the fever broke, the rest would be far easier.

She put down the records and finally turned around to face him. Cheng Xi couldn’t help but smile—Lu Chenzhou couldn’t see her smile, but he could tell that she was smiling because her eyes, the only part of her body that was exposed, had curved into crescents.

“Are you better?”

Lu Chenzhou didn’t respond, turning instead to face the other side of the room. A nurse pushed a cart inside; on the pushcart were cups filled with medicine, needles, and other medical paraphernalia.

Cheng Xi almost immediately noticed Lu Chenzhou’s anxiety, and couldn’t help but be momentarily startled. It couldn’t be—the brilliant Lu Chenzhou, who acted as though he didn’t care much about anything, was actually afraid of needles?

He was really quite scared, so much so that he even ignored Cheng Xi as he stared rigidly at the needle in the nurse’s hands.