Fatty, when will the report from that hospital in Kyoto come out? Lu Zuoyu grabbed the fat man and asked in a low voice.

The fat man was stunned: "Isn't he okay?" At best, it's a JJ problem. ”

Lu Zuoyu shook his head with a solemn expression: "Impossible." ”

Lu Zuoyu is probably the person who knows Li Huaiyu best, Li Huaiyu was a rebellious teenager, ran away from home alone, and was out alone. Li Huaiyu is a kind, dedicated and arrogant person in his bones, and he cherishes everyone around him.

The more this is the case, the more Lu Zuoyu is worried that he will do something unbelievable.

The fat man scratched his head and thought for a while before replying: "Kyoto General Hospital is one of the top medical institutions in the country, and there are too many patients, and the efficiency is a bit low. The last time I did Yu was the most comprehensive examination, and this kind of physical examination report will take at least a month to get. ”

"At least a month...."Lu Zuoyu always felt a little uneasy.

The fat man smiled and persuaded: "Don't worry, Yu He is very sorry for his life, and he will definitely say it if there is a big problem." In our team, the worst health is Mr. Shan, who doesn't like to exercise and taboos eating, so turn around and let Silence take care of him. As for Yuma, he is my lifelong meal card, and I will supervise him. ”

Lu Zuoyu was silent for a while and reluctantly agreed.

The most important thing now is to deal with Tianyu Group.

But... What is the reason for this long-lingering uneasiness in my heart?

Lu Zuoyu was preoccupied and returned to Chu Xiaoxi's side.

Chu Xiaoxi saw his face and couldn't help asking, "Uncle, is he really healthy?" ”

Lu Zuoyu shook his head: "I don't know." ”

Chu Xiaoxi pinched the drink cup in his hand, and his tone was wistful: "I hope nothing happens to him..."

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VIP cabin on the aircraft.

Mr. Shan's eyes are still swollen.

The voice is still hoarse.

Mr. Shan lazily lay on his seat, closing his eyes to make up for sleep.

Immediately flew to get juice, passed by the mountain and the silent seat, and shook his head: "You guys played so hard last night, look at the state of Lao Shan, half of his life has been tossed and lost." ”

Silence looked up and immediately flew away, immediately flew with a cold air on his back, smiled, and quickly dodged.

Mr. Shan was woken up and rubbed his eyes in a daze: "What time is it?" ”

"Three o'clock in the afternoon." The person next to him replied.

Mr. Shan stretched his waist and stood up slowly: "Oh, I'll go find something to eat." ”

"I'll help you." Silence also stood up.

Mr. Shan raised two small black eyebrows, and looked at the silence unhappily: Smashing the drops, I cried in vain with the master last night? I have my own hands and feet, how can I let you do everything?

He stretched out his fingers, poked Silent on the shoulder, and ordered, "Sit down!" ”

Silently, he glanced at the curly-haired boy and sat back in his place obediently.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Sandwiches."

"Okay, sit down."

Mr. Shan raised his eyebrows, and with a sense of accomplishment as a slave turned over, he turned his head and quickly ran towards the dining room on the other side. Silently looked at the back of the fast departure, very helpless, this kid is planning to be self-reliant?

After a while, Mr. Shan returned with a full plate.

On the plate, there are two bottles of red watermelon juice, two packets of spicy potato chips, a box of fragrant spicy crayfish, an ordinary sandwich, two fried hams and a bowl of steaming Bashu vegetables... Full, the food crumbling as the mountain always moves cautiously.

The silence was terrifying.

Mr. Shan walked over with a smile and a smug face: "I brought you a sandwich - damn it!" ”