??Chapter 504: 490, Luo Xiaobai is hospitalized_1
Chapter 504: 490, Luo Xiaobai is hospitalized_1
Jian Luo had just finished taking a shower, he hadn’t even sat down yet when Black Jack called.
Jian Luo was nestled in his bed after just having a shower, his exquisite features exhibiting a soft rosy hue.
“Aren’t you at the Fortress?”
He asked, eyeing the sowhat dim surroundings in the video.
“Hmm.”
Black Jack gazed at his porcelain-like cheek, a deep glint crossing his eyes.
“Where are you this late?” he asked.
Black Jack asked jokingly, “Why, are you afraid I might actually co and climb through your window?”
“Who’s scared?” Jian Luo mumbled.
“Why is your face so red?” Black Jack frowned, his voice laced with worry, “Have you caught a cold?”
“No.” Jian Luo covered his face with his hand and said, “I just took a shower, the heater is on in the room and it’s a bit warm.”
Hearing this, Black Jack finally relaxed.
“I need to go to Y Country for a couple of days.”
“What happened, did sothing happen to Aunt Qiong An?” Jian Luo imdiately thought of Qiong An. After all, he was aware of her declining health year after year.
“No, there’s a matter at the company that I need to go take care of.” Black Jack looked at his worried face, feeling ward, “What, can’t bear to part with ?”
Jian Luo frowned slightly, his hand clutching his chest.
He felt terrible!
“Luo Xiaobai, what’s wrong with you?”
Seeing him not responding for a long ti, Black Jack got a bit anxious.
Jian Luo lifted his phone to hide the pain that flashed across his eyes, managed to squeeze out a smile and said, “Nothing, it’s just that I suddenly want to see you.”
Black Jack’s bright blue eyes deepened, his hearty laughter echoing in his car and reaching Jian Luo’s ears, “Are you implying that I can climb through your window tonight?”
“Screw you, I’m going to bed. Goodbye.”
As usual, Jian Luo hung up the video call cheerfully. The mont he shut off the video, his phone slipped from his hand and fell onto the duvet.
He fell back onto the bed, his handso face crimson. A piercing pain hit him swiftly and fiercely without warning.
“Ah―”
Jian Luo curled up in bed, his slender jade-like hand clutching tightly at his shirt, his eyes tightly shut, his lips intermittently letting out low groans of pain.
“Knock knock knock.”
“Luoluo, are you asleep?”
Mo Xiao’s voice sounded from outside.
Jian Luo’s forehead was covered in a cold sweat as he managed to force his eyes open and slowly rose from the bed.
As soon as he got out of bed and before he could even stand firm, his legs went weak and he fell sideways.
“Thump!”
The dull thud startled Mo Xiao who was waiting outside. His icy eyes darkened a notch as he hurriedly started knocking on the door.
“Luoluo, what’s wrong?”
“Open the door now!”
He turned the doorknob only to find that it was locked.
Damn it!
“What’s happened?” Qin Bo, startled by the commotion, quickly rushed over.
“Qin Bo, sothing seems to have happened to Luoluo. Please bring the key quickly.” Mo Xiao ordered, his voice deep.
Hearing this, Qin Bo’s face changed. He turned around and rushed to get the key from the study.
“Luoluo, can you hear ?” Mo Xiao was urgently banging on the door, hollering.
“Here, the key.”
Qin Bo had hurried back with the key. Mo Xiao took it and quickly unlocked the door.
As soon as he stepped into the room, the sight that greeted him made his heart jump.
“Luoluo!”
He rushed over, helping Jian Luo up. The heat he felt on his palm made his handso face darken.
He’s burning up.
Could he have a fever?
“Blood!”
Qin Bo, who was standing by, noticed the bloody wound on Jian Luo’s forehead, and his pupils constricted slightly.
“Luoluo, wake up.”
Mo Xiao gave Jian Luo a slight shake, but he didn’t react at all.
“Quick, have a car ready. We’re going to the hospital.”
He lifted Jian Luo and briskly walked out, Qin Bo following closely behind.
The hurried footsteps alard Mr. Jian, who was in the living room.
On looking up, he saw Mo Xiao carrying Jian Luo down the stairs and was startled.
“What’s happened?”
Turning his gaze towards Jian Luo, he saw the unstoppable flow of blood on his forehead and the redness of his face. His heart skipped a beat.
“What happened to Luoluo? Wasn’t he fine at dinner?”
“I’m not sure either. For now, we just need to get him to a hospital.” After saying that, Mo Xiao quickly walked out with Jian Luo. Qin Bo had already arranged for a car to be waiting at the door.
“Old Qin, hurry and inform the hospital to prepare.” Mr. Jian rubbed his hands together. His thickly calloused hands betrayed his anxiety as he spoke solemnly.
“I have already inford the hospital.”
“Have a car ready. I won’t be able to rest until Luoluo is safe.” Mr. Jian grabbed his coat and headed out while putting it on.
Upon reaching the hospital with Jian Luo, Ning Feng was already waiting for them.
“Master!”
Seeing Mo Xiao carrying Jian Luo out of the car, Ning Feng quickly greeted them.
When his gaze t Jian Luo’s unconscious state, he was taken aback.
How did it get so serious?
“Where is the doctor?”
Mo Xiao laid Jian Luo on the bed. The nurses quickly wheeled the bed inside.
“The doctor is waiting inside already.” said Ning Feng.
Jian Luo was taken into the operating room, while Mo Xiao stood outside, his face as dark as ink.
“How is it going?”
Shortly after, Mr. Jian also arrived.
Mo Xiao shook his head, “He just went in. The doctor hasn’t co out yet.”
“My Lord, please sit for a while.” Qin Bo helped him to sit down.
Mr. Jian sat down on the long bench, his face stern.
Half an hour later, the light in the operating room went off.
The doctor just stepped out when Mo Xiao and the others surrounded him.
“Doctor, how is my son?” Mr. Jian asked.
eting Mo Xiao’s icy gaze, the doctor hesitated a little before hastily saying, “Young Master Jian is fine, he just has a fever. He also hit his head causing skin lacerations, along with so mild concussion.”
Relief washed over everyone present at the doctor’s words.
Jian Luo was moved to the VIP ward. Mo Xiao and Mr. Jian were both worried and stayed with him in the ward.
On the sickbed, with an IV drip in his arm and the wound on his forehead already treated, an abnormal blush was still visible on Jian Luo’s cheeks.
“Dad, why don’t you go back and rest? I’ll stay here and keep watch.” Mo Xiao suggested to Mr. Jian.
Mr. Jian waved his hand, his fierce gaze fixed on Jian Luo lying on the sickbed, “No need, until Luoluo wakes up, I won’t be able to rest.”
Hearing this, Mo Xiao didn’t push any further.
Jian Luo’s eyebrows furrowed as if he was having a restless sleep.
Mo Xiao sat by the bed, adjusting the quilt for him. As he was about to withdraw his hand, he heard Jian Luo muttering sothing in his sleep.
“Black Jack!”
Not only him, but Mr. Jian also heard it.
Mr. Jian looked at the unconscious Jian Luo with complicated eyes, lightly touching the wound on his forehead.
He still rembered when Jian Luo was a child, often falling ill easily with colds and fevers. Even then, when he would lie in bed, he would call out for Black Jack. And even now, it was still the sa.
Such a habit was really hard to change.
Well, let’s just turn a blind eye this ti around.
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