Tang Mo dialed Su Wansheng, but he didn't get through, and he called several times in a row.

He called the landline of Jinyuan Huafu, but it was on the phone.

Let's fight later.

Thinking so, he took his phone off his ear, pulled over the chair and stool and stood guard by the bedside.

Lu Zhenming woke up at night.

Tang Mo, who lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, raised his eyes when he heard Tokyo Bay, and saw that he was awake, with a trace of joy on his face: "Mr. Lu, you are awake." ”

Lu Zhenming sat up with his body propped up, looked at the unfamiliar environment, and realized that he was in the hospital.

"What time is it?" His voice was so hoarse that he could barely make out his voice.

Tang Mo glanced at the time on his phone, and then replied, "Seven and twelve." ”

Lu Zhenming didn't speak, his eyebrows lowered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Tang Mo poured him a glass of water: "If you want to eat something, I'll buy it." ”

The water was a little hot, Lu Zhenming held it in his palm and didn't drink it, he asked, "Did you call her?" ”

"I did, but I didn't get through." Then he forgot to call the landline again.

Lu Zhenming knew in his heart that the time he fell yesterday must have broken Su Wansheng's mobile phone.

His pale lips moved: "Why did I faint suddenly?" ”

Tang Mo replied: "You have a cold, plus you are overworked during this time. ”

Seeing that there was no serious illness, Lu Zhenming put the water cup on the table, lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

Tang Mo looked at him suspiciously: "Mr. Lu, what do you want to ......?"

He simply spat out two words: "Go home." ”

Tang Mo took his coat to him: "Don't you take a break and leave?" ”

"No, you don't." As soon as Lu Zhenming stood firm on the ground, his body shook heavily, but fortunately, Tang Mo quickly supported him.

"I'm fine, let's go." Lu Zhenming withdrew his hand and took the lead to go out.

Tang Mo sent him home, and before he got off the car, he told him to have a good rest for two days on the weekend.

He entered the living room, Su Wansheng was watching TV on the sofa, and Wang Ma was sorting out the medicine box next to him.

Hearing the footsteps, Wang Ma put down the things in her hand and stepped forward: "Sir, are you back, have you eaten?" ”

Su Wansheng turned her head to look at the entrance of the living room, the eyes of the two met, and she was suddenly startled.

His body was cold and cold in the night, and his handsome face was dyed with a hint of paleness, which seemed to be a little sickly.

She was holding a toothpick in her hand, and there was a small piece of apple stuck in the toothpick, which was just fed to her mouth, and she looked at him fixedly with a pair of dark eyes, and she looked a little cute and stupid.

Lu Zhenming glanced at her, and then looked at Wang's mother: "Pour me a glass of water." ”

Wang's mother answered, and hurriedly went to pour him a glass of water.

As soon as he took the water cup, Lu Zhenming coughed violently.

Wang Ma saw the medicine he was carrying in his hand: "Sir, are you sick?" ”

"It's fine." Lu Zhenming dropped two words and went upstairs with a water glass.

Su Wansheng ate the apple in his mouth, threw the toothpick into the garbage basket, and asked Wang's mother: "What kind of medicine did you see him taking?" ”

There were several boxes, but Wang Ma didn't see it clearly, so she shook her head.

Su Wansheng lowered his head and thought for a while, turned off the TV and went upstairs.

Lu Zhenming is not in the bedroom, it should be in the study.

After she took a shower, she took a book to read.

At ten o'clock, she began to yawn, but Lu Zhenming had not returned to the room.

She was reading again, and it wasn't long before the doorknob sounded turning.

She looked up, and Lu Zhenming walked in.