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He directly bent his right leg and kicked back, hitting Lu Rong's kneecap.
Lu Rong cried out in pain, fell on the carpet, and got up reluctantly.
Xu Xizhou hurried to open the door, only to find that the door was locked. He cursed angrily and kicked the door.
"Is there anyone outside?"
I thought that no one would answer, but as soon as the voice fell, there was a voice outside.
"Mr. Zhuang, it's not good for you to break in like this. Our young master is resting inside."
Could it be Zhuang Jingchun here?
Xu Xizhou leaned against the door and was overjoyed, but quickly spurned his own weakness.
"Xiaozhou, are you inside?" Zhuang Jingchun's voice sounded outside.
Xu Xizhou looked at Lu Rong who was rushing towards him with trembling eyes, and responded with a bit of a bullet.
The next moment, the door was opened, Xu Xizhou flicked to his side, Lu Rong threw himself in the air, and fell directly to the ground.
Zhuang Jingchun was wearing a black coat and her hair was a little messy, as if she had rushed from home in a hurry. His cheeks were morbidly pale, and when he saw Lu Rong on the ground, he immediately understood something.
He quickly walked to Xu Xizhou and looked at him up and down.
"Xiaozhou, did Lu Rong do anything to you? Are you okay?"
"Just an alcoholic, what can you do to me?" Xu Xizhou lowered his eyes, not wanting to pay attention to him.
"Zhuang Jingchun, take off your dirty hands and don't touch the boat!"
Lu Rong got up from the ground, and as soon as he looked up, he saw that Zhuang Jingchun was holding Xu Xizhou's shoulder, and his eyes suddenly lit up with resentment.
"Master, be careful!"
A dark shadow flashed in front of him, and the next second, his cheeks hurt, and a burning pain came.
Zhuang Jingchun was already ill, and her low-grade fever did not subside. She was hit by Lu Rong's punch, and her eyes were full of snowflake-like images. She swayed and fell backwards.
"Zhuang Jingchun!"
Xu Xizhou was the closest to him, and subconsciously reached out to catch him.
Chapter 061
"Master, are you okay?" Butler Chen quickly helped Xu Xizhou to support Zhuang Jingchun.
Xu Xizhou put his arm across Zhuang Jingchun's shoulder, reached out and touched his face, the skin under his palm was extremely hot.
Is this guy sick?
"Zhuang Jingchun, what are you pretending to be?" Lu Rong watched Zhuang Jingchun fall into Xu Xizhou's arms and glared at him, "If you get punched by me, you will faint, how weak are you? Get up and fight back! "
Butler Chen stood in front of Zhuang Jingchun with a serious look, "Mr. Lu, our young master has been ill for the past few days, and he just got rid of the fever today. Today we are here to celebrate the old lady's birthday. Our young master is sincere, but you What have you done, beat people when you come up, how can you treat guests like this!"
There was too much noise here, and the hotel's housekeeping manager came over with a few employees and asked what happened and if he needed help.
Xu Xizhou glanced at the man leaning in his arms, Zhuang Jingchun's cheeks were pale, his lips were not bloody, and his thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly.
"Zhuang Jingchun, can you still get up? Just say something."
"Xiaozhou, I..." Zhuang Jingchun opened her eyes and looked at him with a pair of light green eyes with water light. She wanted to say something, but her eyes turned dark and her eyelids drooped again.
"Zhuang Jingchun!"
Xu Xizhou suddenly panicked, and shouted at Butler Chen, who was still arguing with the hotel manager, "Don't be noisy, call an ambulance, he fainted!"
Twenty minutes later, in a hospital in the city center.
Seeing Zhuang Jingchun laying peacefully on the hospital bed with drips hanging from her hands, Xu Xizhou finally let go of her hanging heart and turned to leave the ward.
Just two steps out of the door, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Mr. Xu, please stay!"
Butler Chen had just finished the hospitalization procedures and walked over from the other side of the corridor, carrying a small bag of medicine in his hand.
When he lived in the garden before, Butler Chen took great care of him. Although Xu Xizhou didn't want to stay longer, he greeted him with a polite smile on his face.
"Mr. Xu, I know it's very presumptuous for me to say this, but can you please wait until the young master wakes up before leaving?" Butler Chen said.
Xu Xizhou lowered his eyes, with no expression on his face.
"I think, there should be no shortage of escorts around your young master, you don't need me."
"Mr. Xu, that's not what I meant. You don't know, the young master fell ill a few days ago, and he also developed a high fever. The family doctor came to treat him and the fever subsided, but after the fever subsided, he felt sick. Well, no matter how you refuse to take medicine, let alone go to the hospital for a follow-up consultation, no matter how we persuade them, we can't persuade them."
"You can't be persuaded, and you still want to count on me?"
Butler Chen sighed lightly, "Mr. Xu, the reason why the young master is like this is because you moved out of the garden. He refused to take medicine, and it is probably because of guilt that he tortured himself like this."
Hearing this, Xu Xizhou didn't know what it was like in his heart. He originally thought that after he moved out of the garden, Zhuang Jingchun might feel that he had gotten rid of a big burden, and his life would not be more comfortable.
Unexpectedly, it was not what he imagined at all. Knowing that Zhuang Jingchun was also depressed and depressed these days, he felt a lot better inexplicably.
"Mr. Xu, I watched the young master grow up. I don't know if there is any misunderstanding between you and the young master, but I can see that the young master has feelings for you. Mr. Xu, please help me. Persuade him."
Seeing Steward Chen's pleading face, Xu Xizhou frowned and said reluctantly, "Okay."
Xu Xizhou returned to the ward.
He sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, staring at Zhuang Jingchun's face. It was rare to see this guy so weak and sick all his life, and this face that made him grit his teeth with hatred seemed to be pleasing to the eye.
Xu Xizhou looked away and fell on the fruit basket by the bed. Anyway, there is nothing to do, just peel an apple first.
He washed the fruit knife, picked a big, red apple, and peeled the peel little by little. When it was cut in half, a weak voice suddenly sounded in the ear.