He had initially thought this was just a sign that they valued Xiao Wujie, but after hearing Xiao Wujie say these things today, he realized something was amiss.
Lin Qingyi's solemn expression, Chu Liyue's willingness to cooperate with God at all costs, and even Xiao Wujie, who always took life and death lightly, suddenly told him to find help from outside.
He couldn't believe that all these strange occurrences were without reason.
There must have been some unexpected health problems that forced others, including himself, to take drastic measures.
"You can't lie to me! What's wrong with you?"
Seeing his silence, Lu Zhufeng couldn't help but speak again, his voice filled with obvious anger.
"Don't worry, it's nothing serious."
"Hurry up and tell me!"
"The illness has progressed slightly faster."
After a moment's hesitation, Xiao Wujie decided not to hide it from him.
After returning from the far north, he found that the coldness in his body seemed to be even stronger, and his energy had also declined.
At first, he thought it was just a temporary aftereffect of the illness, but later he found that the feeling was persistent and lingering.
Ultimately, all the examinations and Lin Qingyi's pulse diagnosis led to the same conclusion: his health was deteriorating rapidly. These symptoms were all signs of the disease progressing further.
Upon hearing this, Lu Zhufeng suddenly understood.
No wonder he didn't break a sweat even in the sweltering heat of July and August, when the office air conditioning wasn't even on. He was wearing a long-sleeved shirt.
No wonder Chu Liyue repeatedly emphasized the need to supervise his rest.
Already frail and now with his health deteriorating further, he can still work for an entire morning without stopping, as if nothing is wrong.
It's not a big deal. Does it only become important if someone is about to die?
"Then why did you come here and cause all this trouble? Are you out of your mind?"
He couldn't help but roar out in anger.
"Even if I lie in bed and don't move, I can't stop it from getting worse. I'm just doing what I can."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
You have no self-awareness whatsoever!
You're always the one who claims to know what's going on, and you're also the one who's so sick you're almost half-dead.
Seeing his furious expression, Xiao Wujie felt a warm current flow through his heart.
She bit her lip lightly and said with lowered eyes:
“You know me. I can’t just watch you all serve me hand and foot while I do nothing myself.”
Lu Zhufeng was so angry that his fingers trembled. What he couldn't stand the most was Xiao Wujie's weak and helpless appearance, yet he could drive people to the point of having no way out.
After gritting his teeth, he finally sighed resignedly.
"Okay, I got it. It's lunchtime, stop working yourself to death. What do you want for lunch?"
"casual."
Upon seeing this, Xiao Wujie's lips curled into a smile.
"Damn it, when you go out to eat and the owner asks you what you want to eat, you say, 'Give me a bowl of whatever!'"
Lu Zhufeng cursed irritably.
"Then Assistant Lu can handle it."
What's the difference between this and not saying anything at all?
"Wait, I'll go buy you something casual right now."
He shouted angrily and then turned and left.
Watching his departing figure with gentle eyes, Xiao Wujie smiled from the bottom of his heart, and after a long while, he sighed softly.
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