After being imprisoned by a sickly enemy, I was reborn

"..."

Although Jiang Yu was extremely speechless, subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief and turned off the lights to sleep.

The layout in the bedroom is even more romantic than the living room and dining room. The cosmic galaxy is projected on the layers of roses on the ceiling. Their bed is like a boat floating in the long quiet river, full of clear dreams and pressing the galaxy.

Jiang Yuping was lying straight with his eyes closed. In fact, he couldn't sleep much. What happened tonight was more like a dream to him.

He never dreamed that one day Lu Chenzhao would cut out his heart for him, let alone that he would be the one above, and frankly speaking, he felt pretty good, if it wasn't for the love for the other person's body, he should be happier.

In fact, when he lay down and was about to fall asleep, he almost hugged each other with heartache, but thinking of the kindness and resentment that separated them, he gave up this move and did not touch him again.

Jiang Yu didn't fall asleep all the time. In the middle of the night, he felt Lu Chenzhao's cool fingers lightly poking his cheek. He thought it was a hallucination, but when he opened his eyes, he realized it wasn't.

Feeling Lu Chenzhao's shortness of breath, he grasped his hand and said nervously, "Why are your hands so cold?"

At the same time, he immediately turned on the ceiling lamp, and a large amount of light shone down. Lu Chenzhao lay beside him, his face was pale, and his body twitched slightly.

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Yu's voice changed instinctively.

Lu Chenzhao: I fucking know shit.

"Call me an ambulance."

He only weakly said these few words, and then fainted again.

"..."

Jiang Yu's mind froze in an instant. He couldn't think too much. He hurriedly went to the living room to search for his mobile phone, and then dialed the ambulance number. Because he was too worried, he almost mispronounced the name, address, and room number of the hotel, so he forced himself to calm down for a few seconds. Zhong Cai answered correctly.

He is a medical idiot, he doesn't know how to help Lu Chenzhao, and he is afraid that doing something wrong will kill him instead.

"Are you OK?"

After Jiang Yu entered the bedroom, he put on a white bathrobe, went to bed, swallowed, and gently touched Lu Chenzhao's body.

Although Lu Chenzhao was covered with a quilt, his body was very cold. He rushed to the wardrobe faster than his mind, took out the extra quilt and wrapped it around him.

"Don't scare me."

Confused, Jiang Yu touched his forehead with the back of his hand. Lu Chenzhao's forehead was abnormally hot, as if he had a fever.

Finished!

Now he didn't know what to do, except to be anxious.

Jiang Yu couldn't remember what medical history he had, why did this happen?

This sudden change disturbed his thoughts for a long time. Before the ambulance arrived, he dressed mechanically while being full of worries, and silently stood by Lu Chenzhao's side.

His eyes never left Lu Chenzhao's face, and he would lightly touch his breath with his fingers from time to time to make sure that Lu Chenzhao was still alive before he felt a little relieved.

Let’s not talk about his revenge and never thought of letting Lu Chenzhao die, because even if he dies, the old Mr. Lu should die... let alone his feelings for Lu Chenzhao...

Putting aside all the entangled and complicated emotions, it is not appropriate for Lu Chenzhao to die on his bed under such circumstances, right?

However, Jiang Yu's mind simply can't hold the numerous thoughts. He only prays that Lu Chenzhao can live, and love and hatred are not in his thinking right now.

Finally, until the door was opened by the hotel attendant, and medical staff in white coats walked in one after another, Jiang Yu's tense nerves relaxed. His eyes were red, and he begged the doctor like a repeater: "I don't know how he is. What's going on? You can save him, right? He'll be all right?"

It is impossible for the doctor to give him an answer right away, only an official answer will be done as best as possible.

Jiang Yu, wearing a mask and peaked cap, followed the ambulance to the hospital.

In the bright and white corridor of the hospital, the smell of disinfectant made Jiang Yu's mind clearer. He leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, and leaned his head back against the wall.

After tonight, he was basically sure that Lu Chenzhao loved him. This was not his illusion, but why did things develop like this step by step?

What else could he do?

The whole plan has basically been completed. If he and Lu Chenzhao make it clear, they will betray Li Yumeng and Jiang Tong, which may lead to their deaths, just like in the previous life...

If he continues to do nothing and just silently wait for the right day when the storm comes, it will still be a torment for him, especially the better Lu Chenzhao treats him, the more he will suffer.

Jiang Yu licked his dry lips in contradiction. Love and hatred were natural opposites, but they concentrated on him and Lu Chenzhao.

Perhaps, he was wrong from the beginning, and the timing of God's rebirth was also wrong. He should be reborn in the orphanage before being adopted by the old Fu, so that he would never step into Lu's house. door.

If you don't enter the Lu family, you won't get along with Lu Chenzhao day and night, and if you don't get along with Lu Chenzhao day and night, you won't fall in love with him. As long as you don't fall in love with Lu Chenzhao, he won't feel guilty because revenge will bring huge losses to Lu Chenzhao.

And that huge loss is only the first victory node of their comprehensive revenge plan...

The hatred that supports him to the present is the hatred of his parents, the hatred of Li Yumeng, Jiang Tong and himself in the previous life... But in the final analysis, it all stems from "not being loved".

Lu Chenzhao didn't love him and used him to humiliate him. This was the last thing he could bear.

When the doctor came out of the emergency room, Jiang Yu's thoughts returned, and he hurried forward to ask, "Doctor, is he alright?"

"You young people are having fun," the doctor looked at Jiang Yu contemptuously with eyes outside the mask, "Can he withstand the things you use with his physical fitness?"

Jiang Yu was scolded as a grandson, and hurriedly apologized: "It's my fault, so is he okay now?"

"It's all right now, let's rest for a night first, and then do a full-body examination tomorrow morning."

The doctor glanced at him with a sigh, shook his head and walked away.

Jiang Yu nodded obediently: "Thank you doctor."

Lu Chenzhao was lying on a stretcher and was pushed over by the nurses. Jiang Yu's heart was immediately pulled together, and he followed them into the ward.

This is a single ward, which was requested by Jiang Yu in consideration of Lu Chenzhao's living habits.

He was sitting beside Lu Chenzhao's hospital bed, and Lu Chenzhao was lying there quietly, with an infusion needle inserted in the back of his hand. His complexion was much better than before, although he was still a little pale.

Jiang Yu gently held his right hand that hadn't been needled, and Lu Chenzhao's hand finally had the body temperature of an ordinary person, not the coldness that frightened him.

He no longer intentionally thought about hatred, and involuntarily recalled the peaceful days they once had in his mind, that is, the time from when he entered the Lu family to when Mr. Lu and his wife settled in the United States.