The next morning, Long Chengyu still rose early, as was his custom.
Last night, when Shu Yimo called, he mentioned that they planned to have dinner together at the Shu Mansion, so Long Chengyu intended to head over early.
However, just after finishing breakfast, a call came from the hospital—
Long Ziheng had woken up!
Long Chengyu immediately rushed over.
...
Inside Long Ziheng's hospital room, by the time Long Chengyu arrived, the doctor had already examined Long Ziheng. He had passed the critical period, and after some more observation in the hospital, if there were no further complications, he could go home to recuperate.
At that moment, Long Ziheng was somewhat dazedly leaning against the headboard, his handsome face still carrying the pallor of illness.
Adong had also brought over some freshly simmered light rice porridge.
Watching Adong pour out the porridge, Long Chengyu took it and pulled a chair over with one hand, sitting down.
"How do you feel now?"