With Rong Bo's words, Lu Jinhan breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that he had a nightmare and confused the dream with reality.

"Young master, the poison of this blood curse has just subsided, and your body is still weak, don't think too much about it, let's take a good rest."

Rong Bo helped Lu Jin Han to lie back on the bed and brought up the hot porridge that had just been cooked.

"This is the nutritious porridge I made for you, you can drink a little to replenish your body first."

Lu Jinhan took the porcelain bowl and scooped it with a spoon and drank it.

He still felt unsteady in his heart, and asked again: "How are she and Dabai?" You're not at home, she must be suspicious, right? ”

"Nope."

Rong Bo moved a stool, sat down and said, "I told Miss Song that the affairs of my family have not been dealt with yet, and she will believe it." ”

remembered that when he was about to leave that day, Song Yinyin mistakenly thought of himself as Lu Jinhan, and Rong Bo said with emotion:

"Miss Song seems to be quite worried about you, when I came out that day, she took me for you."

"Did she say anything?"

"Not really."

Lu Jin Han drank a bowl of hot porridge in a row, and his cold body seemed to have warmed up a lot, and he asked again, "By the way, what about Doctor Ji?" ”

"Oh, in the wee hours of the morning, seeing that you were out of danger, she went back. Before leaving, I also drew a little blood for you, saying that I would call you when the test results came out. ”

Lu Jin Han snorted, and his complexion was obviously much better.

He half-leaned back on the pillow and reached under his head.

However, after touching it for a long time, I didn't touch the phone.

He couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows, "Uncle Rong, where's my phone?" Bring. ”

Rong Bo knew that after he woke up, he would definitely ask for his mobile phone as soon as possible, so he turned off the phone for him early and hid it.

The young master has just recovered his vitality, and he can't be disturbed by other things, and he wants to cut off all contact with the outside world, and shutting down the phone is the best way.

"Young master, don't look at your phone, take a good rest." Rong Bo persuaded.

"Rongbo, mobile phone!"

Lu Jin Han frowned and emphasized again.

Rong Bo had no choice but to return the phone to Lu Jinhan.

Turning on his phone, he first looked through his email and found that dozens of emails from the company's top management had already piled up.

I was about to browse them one by one, when suddenly a text message popped up on the screen.

It was sent by Song Yinyin-

[Today is the day of the son's piano competition, you won't forget it, right? ] If you can't rush back, give Dabai a call to encourage him? 】

Lu Jinhan looked stunned.

Oops, he really forgot!

Stunned for a short second, Lu Jinhan didn't say a word, put the bowl and spoon on the bedside table, and then lifted the futon.

He walked straight to the closet, opened it, and took off a clean set of trousers to change into.

"Young Master, where are you going?"

"I'm going back, today is the day of the Great White Piano Competition."

Rong Bo was anxious: "Young Master, you are just right, how can you ......"

Before Rong Bo's words were finished, Lu Jinhan had already driven away from the villa like a gust of wind.

………………

Imperial Capital Children's Palace, Cultural Grand Theater.

In the dressing room, Song Yinyin was putting on makeup for her son Song Dabai.

Song Dabai has changed into a performance costume, a set of customized tuxedos fits very well, although this kind of dress will make him look old-fashioned, but there is a special contrast and cuteness.

He inherited Lu Jinhan's good figure, and his height is also tall among children of the same age.

A well-textured and well-fitting tuxedo is put on behind him, lining his small body straight, quite a little artist's temperament.