My Mr. Gu is Courting Death Again - Chapter 694
Chapter 694: Unmasked (2)
Still, Xiao Chun helped Xu Weilai up. She went to wash up and change in the bathroom before she left her room and went to the room next to hers and knocked.
Soon, she heard footsteps approaching the door. Qiao Chu was the one to answer the door and he seemed slightly surprised to see her. “You’ve awakened?”
“Yes, I… I recover fast.” Xu Weilai answered with a hint of humor before she asked, “How’s Big Boss? Has he regained his consciousness? I’m here to visit him.”
Qiao Chu looked haggard, probably due to a lack of sleep since the incident that happened two days ago. His voice was hoarse and layered with exhaustion, “His wound was infected. His high fever has not subsided. The doctor came and had already provided medication, he’s currently on the drip.”
He made way for her as he spoke, “Miss Xu, please come in.”
Xu Weilai nodded and walked in.
The layout of the room was the exact replica of the one she was staying in. She passed through the living room and walked towards the bedroom door, where she immediately spotted Zuo An sleeping soundly on the bed.
A small plastic tube from the intravenous fluid drip was stuck on the back of his hand that was placed on his side on the bed.
She stood at the door when she saw that he was still asleep. She turned towards Qiao Chu instead and said, ” I’ll come over again when he wakes up.”
Qiao Chu replied with a request, “Miss Xu, can I trouble you to look after Mr. Zuo for a moment while I return a call?”
Since it was a simple task, Xu Weilai did not refuse, “Sure, I just woke up anyway. I can look after Big Boss. You should take a rest after returning the call and come over afterward.”
Perhaps after the incident where she saved Zuo An, Qiao Chu’s behavior towards her changed too. He did not hesitate nor politely refused but sincerely thanked her instead.
After Qiao Chu left, Xu Weilai walked into the room. She pulled a chair and sat down by the bed.
She stared at the pale face of Zuo An. He seemed to be having a restless sleep as his brows were tightly knitted and cold sweat was oozing from his forehead as if he was having a nightmare. His expression became bitter as if he was going through something painful and he began calling out for his “Mama” again.
Xu Weilai had always thought that her Big Boss had always been mysterious. When they finally met, he always portrayed the image of a gentle and harmless man in front of her. He seemed approachable, but in fact, he was distant and inaccessible.
He had probably unmasked himself and shown his truest emotion last night and right now when he was unconscious.
It seemed that his mother held an extremely important place in his heart.
If he and Zuo Si were siblings, were they half-siblings from the same father, but of a different mother? Was that the reason for the hatred and rivalry between them?
However, even if they were half-siblings of the same father but different mothers, it was understandable that they would have conflict, but certainly not to the extent of wanting each other dead. How deep could the hatred be for them to want each other dead?
She did not know what he went through, but he looked extremely miserable…
Every family had its problem.
Zuo An seemed to be having such a terrible dream that he unconsciously raised his hand, causing the blood in the drip to backflow. The fluid in the drip tube went instantly red. Xu Weilai panicked, she quickly collected her thoughts and reached out to grab his raised hand and pressed it down on the bed with all her might.
Although he was unconscious, he was still very strong. He forcefully tried to break away from Xu Weilai’s hand that was holding him down. As she feared that he would hurt himself if the needle was pulled out from his hand, she exerted even more force to hold that hand down.
The commotion pulled Zuo An back into consciousness and away from his dreamland. His long eyelashes shuddered as he slowly opened his eyes.
Xu Weilai did not notice that Zuo An had awakened. After she held down his hand which was having the drip needle injected, she retracted her hand. Just when she was about to do so, a hand grabbed her by the wrist.
