Lu Zhanbei's Strange Look (4)

Lu Zhanbei closed his eyes. Not too long later, sounds of even breathing could be heard.

He slept until the next day.

However, five days had passed and he was still running a fever.

She asked Gao Yang but he said a lot of words that could fool people. For instance, an illness typically comes as fast as a mountain falling or that it was normal for a person who didn't fall sick easily to be sick very seriously once he or she fell sick.

Normal, his a*ss!

Lin Wanwan looked calm but she was feeling more anxious by the moment.

Lu Zhanbei saw all of these things.

He called Gao Yang over. "Is there any medicine that can make my fever subside immediately?"

"Yes, but…"

"Inject it immediately for me."

"Sir…"

Lu Zhanbei swept his sharp gaze over. "I don't want to repeat myself."

"Yes!"