As soon as Jane Luo finished taking a shower, Black Jack called before she could sit down.

Jian Luo was lying on the bed. He had just finished taking a shower and his delicate face was faintly scorching.

"Aren't you in the castle?"

He asked as he looked at the dimness in the video.

"Um."

Black Jack looked at the white cheeks, and a dark color flashed through his eyes.

"It's so late, where are you?" he asked.

Black Jack asked quippedly, "Why, I'm afraid I'll really go crawling your window?"

"Who is afraid?" Jian Luo murmured.

"Why are your face so red?" Black Jack frowned, his voice a little worried, "Did you catch a cold?"

"No." Jian Luo raised his hand and covered his cheeks, saying, "I just finished taking a shower and the heater in the room was turned on, and it was a little hot."

Hearing this, Black Jack felt relieved.

"I'm going to go back to Country Y these two days."

"What's wrong? Did Aunt Qiong'an have something wrong?" Jian Luo thought of Qiong'an at the first time. After all, he also knew that Qiong'an's health has been getting worse every year over the years.

"No, there is something wrong with the company, I'll go back and deal with it." Black Jack saw his anxious look, and his chest was filled with warmth, "Why, I can't bear to part with me?"

Jian Luo frowned and reached out to cover his chest.

Very uncomfortable!

"Luo Xiaobai, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Black Jack became a little anxious.

Jian Luo took Gao's phone, covered the pain in his eyes, and squeezed out a smile and said, "It's nothing, I just want to see you suddenly."

Black Jack's bright blue eyes deepened, and his hearty laughter echoed in the car, reaching Jane Luo's ears, "Are you hinting that I can climb the window at night?"

"Go to yours, I'm going to sleep and hang up."

Jian Luo still hung up the video with a smile as before. The moment he turned off the video, his phone slid from his palm and hit the quilt.

He fell on the bed, his handsome face flushed, and a heart-wrenching pain came quickly and violently without any warning.

"Um--"

Jian Luo curled up on the bed, his slender hands tightly clutching the collar of his chest. His eyes were closed, and pain continued to sing from his lips.

"Knock and knock."

"Lolo, have you fallen asleep?"

Mo Xiao's voice sounded.

Jian Luo had cold sweat on his forehead, and he opened his eyes with great difficulty, and got out of bed with extremely slow movements.

He had just gotten out of bed and had not stood firm yet, and his legs were weak and he fell to the side.

"bump--"

The dull loud noise scared Mo Xiao outside the door. His eyes sank and he quickly patted the door.

"Lolo, what's wrong with you?"

"Open the door!"

He turned the door handle and found that the door was locked.

Damn it!

"What happened?" Uncle Qin hurried over when he heard the movement.

"Uncle Qin, Luo Luo seems to have something wrong, hurry up and bring the key." Mo Xiao said in a calm voice.

Upon hearing this, Qin Bo's face changed and he turned around and ran to the study to get the keys.

"Lolo, did you hear it?" Mo Xiao knocked on the door vigorously and shouted.

"Here, the key is here."

Uncle Qin rushed back with the key, Mo Xiao reached out to take it and hurriedly opened the door.

As soon as he stepped into the room, the scene of his mind made him panic.

"Lolo!"

He ran over and reached out to help Jian Luo up. The temperature of his tentacles made his handsome face sink.

Very hot.

Could it be a fever?

"Blood!"

Qin Bo, who was standing aside, saw blood on Jian Luo's forehead and his pupils shrank.

"Lolo, wake up."

Mo Xiao patted Jian Luo, but he did not react at all.

"Quick, prepare a car to go to the hospital."

He carried Jian Luo on his back and walked out quickly, and Qin Bo chased after him.

The rapid footsteps sounded, alarming Mr. Jian in the living room.

He looked up and saw Mo Xiao coming downstairs with Jian Luo on his back, and was startled.

"What happened?"

He looked at Jian Luo, saw the blood on his forehead that could not be stopped, his face turned red, and his heart suddenly lifted up.

"What's going on in Lolo? Wasn't it okay when I was having dinner?"

"I don't know either. I'll send it to the hospital first." After that, Mo Xiao walked out quickly with Jian Luo on his back. Uncle Qin had already asked someone to prepare a car at the door.

"Old Qin, hurry up and ask the hospital to prepare." Mr. Jian rubbed his big hands with thick calluses and said with a serious expression.

"I've notified the hospital."

"Prepare the car, I didn't see Luo Luo Ping'an okay, I can't rest assured." Mr. Jian took the coat and walked outside while putting it on.

When Mo Xiao took Jian Luo to the hospital, Ning Feng was already waiting there.

“Lord!”

Seeing Mo Xiao getting out of the car with Jian Luo in his arms, Ning Feng hurriedly met him.

When his eyes touched Jian Luo's unconsciousness, he was shocked.

How could it be so serious?

"Where is the doctor?"

Mo Xiao put Jian Luo on the bed, and the nurse hurriedly pushed the bed in.

"The doctor is already waiting inside." Ning Feng said.

Jian Luo was sent to the operating room. Mo Xiao stood outside, his face so gloomy that it was as gloomy as dripping ink.

"How about it?"

After a while, Mr. Jian also arrived.

Mo Xiao shook his head, "Just just sent it in, the doctor hasn't come out yet."

"Master, you can sit for a while first." Uncle Qin supported him and said.

Mr. Jian sat down on the bench with a calm face.

Half an hour later, the lights in the operating room went out.

As soon as the doctor came out, Mo Xiao and others surrounded him.

"Doctor, how about my son?"

When he met Mo Xiao's Bingye, the doctor was stunned for a moment and said quickly, "Young Master Jian is nothing, he just has a fever, his forehead is broken and his skin is broken, and he has a slight concussion."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiao and others breathed a sigh of relief.

In the ward, Mo Xiao and Mr. Jian couldn't let go and stayed in the ward.

On the hospital bed, Jian Luo was hanging a little bit, the wound on his forehead was treated, and his cheeks were also stained with abnormal flush.

"Dad, why don't you go back and rest first, I'll stay here." Mo Xiao looked at Mr. Jian and said.

Mr. Jian waved his hand and looked at Jian Luo on the hospital bed, "No, I didn't see Luo Luo wake up, and I'm not relieved when I go back."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiao did not persuade him again.

Jian Luo frowned, as if he was sleeping uneasy.

Mo Xiao sat by the bed and helped him pull the quilt. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he heard his murmurs.

"Black Jack!"

Not only did he hear it, but also Mr. Jian.

Mr. Jian looked at Jian Luo who was unconscious with complicated eyes, and raised his hand and gently touched the wound on his forehead.

He still remembers that when he was a child, Jane Luo had poor physical condition and easily caught a cold and fever. At that time, he was lying on the bed and shouting Black Jack's name. Even now, he is still like this.

It is really not easy to change if you get used to this kind of thing.

Forget it, this time I turned a blind eye.
Chapter completed!