"Good morning, Mr. Liu. I'm Lan Quancong. Mr. Liu isn't feeling well and doesn't want to see a doctor. What should I do?"
At 5:45 am on the fourth day of the wedding, Liu Jingze received a call from Liu Zhaosheng's assistant Lan Quancong, his tone full of anxiety.
Yesterday, three visits to the parents' home had already taken place, and the wedding had concluded perfectly. Su Tiantian still had five days of vacation left, so the couple planned to go on a road trip today, spending three or four days in nearby cities as a honeymoon. They wanted to leave early, so they were already awake at this time.
"Brother Cong, why is Godfather not feeling well? Are you guys in Xingchong Street now?" Liu Jingze asked hurriedly, his hands not idle, he was already taking out the wallet and car keys on the bedside table.
"Mr. Liu started having a headache and sore throat yesterday morning, but you had to accompany Mrs. Liu to her parents' home yesterday, so he didn't tell you for fear of worrying you. He just took the opportunity to say that your wedding was over and you were going back to your villa on Xingchong Street. You took medicine yesterday, but it didn't work." Lan Quancong said on the other end of the phone.
Liu Jingze immediately asked: "So what's going on now?"
Lan Quancong said, "Director Liu didn't sleep well last night. He woke up around 4:50 this morning and didn't look well. But he still didn't want to see a doctor and didn't let me inform you, saying you were going on a trip."
Liu Jingze said in a serious tone: "I'll be there now and will be there soon. Please keep an eye on the godfather's situation at all times."
After hanging up the phone, Su Tiantian quickly asked, "What happened to my godfather?"
Liu Jingze frowned. "Brother Cong said he had a headache and sore throat yesterday morning, but he didn't let me know and refused to see a doctor. I'm going to accompany him to see a doctor now. Tiantian, we won't be traveling anymore. I'm sorry, I'll make time to go with you next time."
Su Tiantian decisively picked up her black backpack and said, "Of course not. I'll go with you to see the godfather first."
Liu Jingze walked quickly downstairs, and Su Tiantian hurriedly followed. The two had originally planned to go on a self-driving tour, and had already changed their clothes and put on sneakers, so they could go out quickly.
After the car drove out of the garage, Su Tiantian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said, "Brother Jing, last time I heard you say that your godfather rented a villa, but hasn't found a suitable one to buy yet?"
Liu Jingze was wearing a blue sports suit. When he lifted his hand from the steering wheel, he revealed his exquisite watch. His expression was indifferent: "No, I'm renting a villa temporarily. When the early workers come to work, there is a place to live. The godfather can actually live at home."
Although Liu Jingze had a calm expression, Su Tiantian, who knew him well, knew that he was very worried. She was actually the same. She would get worried when she heard that her parents were not feeling well. You know, some elderly people would endure it if they could, and saying that they were not feeling well was actually very uncomfortable.
It was not yet six o'clock in the morning, and the two rows of street lights on the side of the road were still on. It was dawn, and the dim lights gave a feeling of loneliness. There were few cars and people, and the road was smooth. In less than ten minutes, they arrived at the villa rented by Liu Zhaosheng.
Lan Quancong, standing by the window of the bedroom on the second floor, watched Liu Jingze's car stop, quickly get out of the car and open the courtyard door. Su Tiantian got out of the car from the other side and followed him closely.
Lan Quancong turned around, half leaning against the window, and said with a hint of surprise: "Mr. Liu is here, and Mrs. Liu is here too."
He checked his phone and continued, "Less than 15 minutes after I called, Mr. Liu is already here. It seems he cares about you very much, but he always cares about you like this."
Liu Zhaosheng, who was leaning against the headboard, said in a hoarse voice and listlessly, "Jingze is here, where are the others?"
Lan Quancong's voice was flat: "I haven't seen him yet. The last call I made was to Mr. Liu, but he was the first one to arrive."
The footsteps were a bit heavy and hurried, proving that the person coming was also anxious. There was a knock on the door: "Godfather, are you there?"
"Mr. Liu, the door is not closed." Lan Quancong said as he walked to the bed.
Liu Jingze pushed open the door. The room was not big, and he could see Liu Zhaosheng leaning against the head of the bed. His face was haggard, no longer as energetic as before, and looked very tired.
Liu Jingze walked quickly to the bed, sat down on the edge, and held Liu Zhaosheng's hand: "Godfather, what's wrong with you? Why are your hands so cold?"
Su Tiantian, who was following behind Liu Jingze, was a little out of breath. It was because her brother Jing had long legs. How could she not be out of breath in order to catch up with him?
Liu Zhaosheng spoke a little slowly: "Acong didn't listen to me and actually notified you to come. You still have to travel, don't delay it."
Lan Quancong, standing by the bed, said helplessly, "I was prepared to be scolded for not notifying Mr. Liu in time yesterday. Now you are even more uncomfortable. If I don't notify Mr. Liu again, I will be beaten."
Ignoring Liu Zhaosheng's accusing gaze, Lan Quancong continued stubbornly, "Mr. Liu, let me tell you, Mr. Liu didn't let me call you, but told me to call Mr. Luo and Mr. Feng. Neither of them answered, and the one who did answered said they would come visit Mr. Liu later. I'm so angry, I called you right away."
Liu Jingze was a little angry: "Master, you are sick, and you are still busy watching the show? Why are you looking for them? Won't it make you angrier? I will accompany you to the hospital."
A somewhat frail Liu Zhaosheng said, "They like to perform, so I thought of giving them a chance to perform, but the result..."
Su Tiantian said, "Godfather, please don't mind if I touch your forehead."
She reached out and touched Liu Zhaosheng's forehead. It was quite hot, so she quickly asked, "Is there a thermometer? Godfather seems to have a fever."
Liu Jingze didn't care about being angry when he heard it. He said anxiously, "Brother Cong, where is Godfather's medical card? I remember he has a medical card from the town hospital."
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