Young Master's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 23

He looked at the Rolex on his wrist. It was almost half past eight, and Lu Jingzhen's routine inspection time was almost up. He couldn't wait for the latter to find him. He had to make a preemptive move.

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After three soft knocks on the door, Wang Zhi heard a childish voice call out from the inside of the room, "Come in." He then slowly pushed open the door and entered.

He knew that Lu Jingzhen lived with a five-year-old boy, so that voice should have come from the boy.

Although he was curious to know the relationship between this child and Lu Jingjing, it was their private matter after all. Thus, it wasn't convenient for him to ask about it.

Actually, he had no way of inquiring about it. The secretary who was most likely to know everything, Qi Ning, was a cold, beautiful woman. Other than passing Lu Jingjing's message on, he was usually in a state of silence and didn't even give him a chance to speak, let alone ask any questions.

The little boy was sitting on the bed playing with a toy while Lu Jingjing was flipping through a magazine in boredom. Both of them were frowning slightly and their eyes were lowered. He suddenly felt that they looked somewhat similar.

Thinking about it, how could that be possible? In all these years, he had never heard of Lu Jingjing spreading rumors because of his illness. He was very concerned about the little boy, his surname was Lin, and he was not surnamed Lu.

There was no one else in the room.

The little boy's mother, the woman that Lu Jingjing seemed to care a lot about, was also not present, which was something he didn't often meet. When he usually came to search, the woman would gently accompany the boy.

"Mister Lu, how do you feel today?" Wang Zhi asked as he walked towards Lu Jingjing with a smile.

"Hello, Uncle Headmaster." Little Fishy, on the other hand, was extremely polite.

"Alright, alright, little friend. Your toy is so cool." Wang Zhi stopped and turned to look at Little Fishy, squinting his eyes as he spoke gently.

"This is a gift from Mister Lu. It's a gift from you to apologize." This time, Little Fishy didn't call Lu Jingjing a bad uncle.

He felt that saying these four words in front of Xiaoyu was alright, but he was afraid that if he said too many bad people in front of others, his uncle would be misunderstood, even though his uncle had to admit that he wasn't a good person.

"Alright, alright. Let's continue playing." Wang Zhi nodded his head and said something else. He then turned around and walked towards Lu Jingjing's bed.

"It feels alright." Lu Jingjing had long since put down the magazine when he heard the conversation between him and Little Fishy. When he reached the end of his bed, he said with an indifferent expression.

"Do you feel stronger these past few days?" Wang Zhi continued to ask the questions he asked every day.

"Why are you the only one here today?" Lu Jingjing didn't directly answer his question. Instead, he looked coldly behind him.

"This..." Wang Zhi was just about to start a conversation, but he didn't expect to be the first to ask, so he hurriedly pursed his lips and said nervously, "Everyone is busy looking for Mr. Lu's medical records, so I have to go to the ward alone."

"You mean my medical records are missing." Lu Jingjing did not fly into a rage. Instead, he spoke with an abnormally calm tone.

At this moment, Lin Xiangyu walked in with a large shopping bag in her hands.

He deserved it, since he always ate breakfast. Last night when Little Fishy was sleeping, she suddenly said that she wanted to eat croissants, so he agreed to buy them this morning. However, when he heard her order, he insisted on wanting them.

From the looks of it, he had rejected the offer of breakfast. He was waiting for the bread like a small fish. Luckily, he saw that the small fish brought back two servings of its favorite bean juice, otherwise he would have choked to death from eating the bread.

Because the journey was long, the soy milk was already cold, so she lit a fire to reheat it.

The fan's voice made it impossible for her to hear the conversation between Lu Jingzhen and the dean. The more it was like this, the more anxious she became. What would she do if the records were lost?

"Wang Zhi, I invested money to build this hospital. Back then, I chose you as the principal because you're a smart person. Now that I've lost my medical records, what can you do?" Lu Jing's deeply cold voice resounded within the room.

Qiao Yifan was just about to push open the door when he heard this and stood there in shock. His hand was still on the doorknob.

So Lu Jingzhen was the boss of this hospital. No wonder Wang Zhiping treated him with such respect.

"It was really unexpected," Wang Zhi said as he nervously wiped the sweat off his forehead. "It's all the fault of the newly appointed director of Qiao Yifan's department that such a problem occurred in his office's duty nurse. I'll go back and forth to urge them to find out the information as soon as possible."

He really was a cunning old fellow. After saying a few words, he pushed the blame onto someone else.

Qiao Yifan, who was standing outside, wanted to leave, but when he heard Wang Zhi's words, he couldn't help but stop in his tracks. He wanted to hear how Wang Zhi had tactfully pushed out the responsibility.