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Chapter 261

That night, Lu Zhiheng woke up.

Looking at the incandescent lamp above his head, his vision blurred for a moment.

Perhaps the light was too dazzling, Lu Zhiheng frowned, closed his eyes, and opened them slowly after a while.

"Once"

Only one word was said, and his throat seemed so dry that he could hardly speak.

There was no sign of Zeng Yin in the ward, and the surrounding area was so empty that there was no sound at all.

The quieter Xu is, the clearer the voice echoing in his ears.

After a long time, Lu Zhiheng's thoughts gradually returned.

Recalling the phone call he received before boarding the plane, he was shocked and struggled to get up in a hurry.

Xiaoguai is still waiting for him, how can he stay here with peace of mind?

What should Xiaoguai do if he disappears again?
As soon as Lu Zhiheng thought of this possibility, he panicked.

At the moment, regardless of his physical condition, he directly pulled out the needle in his hand, a trace of blood oozed out, and the back of his white hand looked a bit hideous.

But just as Lu Zhiheng stood up, he fell heavily on the hospital bed the next moment.

Because of the anesthesia, even though he was already awake, he still had the sequelae of being weak and weak.

Lu Zhiheng stretched out his hand to support the wall with all his strength, gritted his teeth and walked slowly towards the door.

But it was only a few steps, but it seemed to overdraw all his strength.

There is only one thought in my mind, and that is to rush back to Kyoto.

"Mr. Lu?"

Zeng Yin was walking towards the ward here with two lunch boxes, but before he got there, he saw Lu Zhiheng leaning on the door panel and panting slightly from a distance.

His face was still so pale that there was almost no trace of blood.

Zeng Yin keenly noticed that Mr. Lu's hands seemed to be shaking.

He walked over quickly, with a worried expression on his face, "President Lu, what do you need to order?"

Lu Zhiheng nodded weakly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Go back."

"go back?"

Hearing this, Zeng Yin didn't want to obey Mr. Lu's explanation. After all, Mr. Si said that Mr. Lu could not be easily discharged from the hospital at this time, and Mr. Lu must be kept here to recuperate for a few weeks before letting him leave.

Knowing that Mr. Lu has always been one-sided, Zeng Yin scratched his hair, and quickly found a reason for himself, "Mr. Lu, your current situation does not allow you to fly."

He thought that this restriction alone would allow Lu Zhiheng to stay in the hospital with peace of mind. Unexpectedly, he was silent for half a second, and replied blankly, "High-speed rail, train, you choose one."

Obviously his throat was so sore, but he still finished speaking.

Saying that, Lu Zhiheng supported the door panel, and saw that he was about to go outside.

His attitude was too firm, and Zeng Yin was so anxious that he couldn't think of any good way to delay the time.

"Wait, Mr. Lu, the young master is here too, don't you plan to meet the young master first?"

There was really no other way, so Zeng Yin had no choice but to move Si Jialing out.

"A Ling is here too?"

Lu Zhiheng was taken aback, his dark eyes flashed with unconcealed joy.

Zeng Yin hadn't figured out what Mr. Lu's reaction meant, but suddenly he heard his nervous tone, and cautiously probing, "Did you see that?"

Halfway through the conversation, the discomfort in the throat became more and more serious. Lu Zhiheng frowned, cleared his throat vigorously, and asked in a difficult voice, "Did you see anything else besides A Ling?"

For example, the little boy he misses so much.

(End of this chapter)