With Lu Luochen taking care of Wen Sining, Uncle Bai didn't stay at the hospital all the time. After leaving a few bodyguards to prevent paparazzi from disturbing Wen Sining's recovery, he rushed back to the Lu Family Mansion non - stop because the old Master Lu had fainted.
However, afraid of distracting Lu Luochen, the old Master Lu stubbornly refused to go to the hospital. He only called the family doctor to treat him at home.
Thankfully, the old Master Lu was just over - worried, and there was no major problem with his body.
"Old Lu, Uncle Bai has already said that Ningning is fine. Why are you in such a hurry? Now look, you've made yourself sick."
The old Master Xiao sat leisurely by the old Master Lu's bedside with a teacup in his hand, sipping tea as he spoke.
The old Master Lu sighed helplessly.
"I don't want to either. Who would have thought my useless body would be so disappointing? Alas, when one gets old, they're just not up to it."
"Your body is like this because you didn't take good care of it when you were young. That's why it's so depleted when you're old. Hey, do you think this is a common problem among you big entrepreneurs? You don't even care about your body just to make a little money. Old Lu, don't take it the wrong way. You've worked so hard to expand the family business. When you die, can you take all these things with you?"
The old Master Lu forced a bitter smile and waved his hand weakly.
The old Master Xiao casually placed the teacup aside and sized up the old Master Lu from head to toe. "Your body is as frail as Lin Daiyu's now. A gust of wind could knock you down. Well, how about this? You get up early every day and practice health - preserving kung fu with me. It'll help improve your physical fitness."
The old Master Lu's eyes lit up. "Is it useful?"
"You won't know until you try."
"Then let's practice now!" The old Master Lu said as he was about to throw off the quilt and get out of bed, but was firmly held down by the old Master Xiao.
"Old man, why haven't I seen you so impatient on normal days? What's the rush? Do you think your body can handle practicing kung fu now? Not to mention practicing kung fu, it would be strenuous for you to even get up and take a few steps. Wait a few more days. I'll take care of your body a bit better first."
The old Master Xiao had already made up his mind and even planned out the medicinal diets for the old Master Lu in the next few days.
The old Master Lu wasn't disappointed at all. Instead, he was extremely looking forward to it.
When he was young, he thought getting old wasn't that scary.
When he got old, he thought death wasn't that scary either.
However, when a person is really facing death, it's a lie to say they're not afraid.
The old Master Lu had been on the verge of death several times. Compared to his previous calmness, he now felt more unwillingness and regret.
He was unwilling for his life to end so soon, and at the same time, he regretted that his life was about to end so soon.
Now he only hoped to live a little longer, even just one more day. He hoped to live until the day when Sining and Lu Luochen reconciled.
Although he always said that he supported all of Sining's decisions and would even support her if she wanted to divorce Lu Luochen, deep down, he still hoped that Sining and Lu Luochen would be together.
He was over seventy years old and had seen a lot of the world. He could clearly feel that Wen Sining's feelings for Lu Luochen weren't as non - existent as she claimed, and his stupid grandson Lu Luochen didn't actually not care about Wen Sining as much as he seemed on the surface.
It was just that neither of them had expressed their feelings. They were both stubbornly convinced that the other didn't like them. It made the old Master Lu want to grab their ears and tell them that they had feelings for each other.
But the parties involved are often blind, while onlookers see clearly. As an onlooker, he could see clearly, but as the parties involved, they had to discover their feelings on their own.
The old Master Lu lay quietly in bed getting an IV drip, his eyes tightly closed. From the outside, it seemed as if he was sleeping, but only he knew that his brain was working frantically at the moment, trying to find a way to save the precarious marriage between Wen Sining and Lu Luochen.
Just as he had discarded more than a dozen plans, Wen Sining in the hospital finally woke up.
In fact, she was woken up by the pain. As the effect of the anesthetic gradually wore off, a sharp pain came from her lower right abdomen.
She opened her eyes tremulously. What came into view was a snow - white ceiling and the lingering smell of disinfectant in her nose.
Wen Sining rolled her eyes, and the memories of last night gradually came back.
She remembered that she seemed to have been woken up by a stomachache in the middle of the night. Later, when the pain made her consciousness blurred, she didn't know who she had called... And then it seemed that someone had gently told her to hold on...
Wait, that voice sounded a bit familiar, just like...
"You're awake? How do you feel? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
At this moment, suddenly a voice exactly the same as the one she heard last night rang in her ear. She suddenly turned her head and locked eyes with the person.
"... Lu Luochen?" Wen Sining's voice was hoarse. "You were the one who sent me to the hospital last night?"
"Who else do you think it could be?" Lu Luochen sat on the chair. He stretched out the two fingers that could still move flexibly, dipped a cotton swab in water, and then applied it to Wen Sining's dry and chapped lips, asking calmly.
The moment her lips were moistened, Wen Sining felt as if she had found an oasis in the dry desert and couldn't help but want more. But at this moment, Lu Luochen took the cotton swab back.
"The doctor said you're not supposed to drink water yet. Hold on for a while. You can drink water after you pass gas." Lu Luochen explained.
"Pass gas? What do you mean by passing gas?" Wen Sining blinked blankly. After hearing what Lu Luochen had said to her, she had fallen into a coma completely. She had no impression of anything that happened later. She still didn't know why she had been sent to the hospital.
"You had acute appendicitis last night and had an operation. How about it? Does your wound hurt now?"
It was okay that Lu Luochen didn't mention it. Once he did, Wen Sining felt the pain from her lower right abdomen. Her face immediately wrinkled up like a bun.
She really wanted to shout out that it hurt, but she didn't want to say it in front of Lu Luochen. She didn't want to show her vulnerable side to him.
Wen Sining forced herself to shift her attention, and then her gaze was attracted by Lu Luochen's hands that were wrapped like a mummy with only a few fingers able to move. She subconsciously asked, "What's wrong with your hands? They look seriously injured."
"Yeah, it's quite serious. I got dozens of stitches on each hand. I'll go to remove the stitches in a week."
Hearing that it was so serious that he needed stitches, Wen Sining's eyes widened in shock.
"So serious! How did this happen?"
Lu Luochen just stared at Wen Sining quietly and said word by word, "What do you think caused these injuries?"
"You were fine yesterday..." Wen Sining's expression suddenly became complicated. She asked in disbelief, "... Could it be because of me?"