Chapter 312: Are you going to the hospital for a follow-up checkup?

Zhu Yuan had just wanted to retort, but Pei Ling had already passed by her and walked toward the dining room, leaving only the faint, clean scent of body wash behind for her.

She stepped forward to follow him, "By the way, Brother Pei, are you going to the hospital for a follow-up checkup today?"

Pei Ling's footsteps paused slightly; he pulled out a dining chair without a trace and tilted his chin toward her, signaling her to sit down, "How did you know?"

He swept a glance at Pei Li with his peripheral vision.

Pei Li's expression was serious, and he shook his head slightly.

Things that Second Master did not allow to be said, even if he desperately wanted Miss Zhu to know, he dared not say.

How he wished Miss Zhu would care for Second Master properly; even if it couldn't be as a lover, she could care for Second Master a little more as a friend.

But if he really said it, Second Master would definitely be angry; he couldn't bear for Miss Zhu to worry even a little bit.

Zhu Yuan sat down, ladled a bowl of millet porridge, placed it at Pei Ling's spot, and said, "I accidentally heard Pei Li tell you the scheduled time that day; wasn't it to go for a follow-up checkup?"

The two seconds of silence were completely normal to Zhu Yuan, but to Pei Ling, they were long; he stared at Zhu Yuan with complex eyes, watching her drink her porridge with a spoon as if nothing were the matter.

Afterward, he pulled out a chair and sat opposite her, "Why, do you want to accompany me?"

"Oh, you guessed it!" Zhu Yuan put down her spoon and looked at him, her black-and-white almond eyes exceptionally bright.

Seeing this caused a prick in Pei Ling's heart; he shifted his gaze away nonchalantly and picked up the bowl of millet porridge she had ladled for him.

He raised his eyes to look, only to find that Zhu Yuan was still staring at him.

"Cough... what are you doing?" Pei Ling frowned slightly; who taught her to stare at a man like that?

She said, "I just feel like you've lost a lot of weight lately, and your appetite isn't very good either. I want to consult the doctor to see if there's a problem with the fruit and vegetable juice I've been juicing for you; why is it that you aren't absorbing any nutrients after drinking it?"

Moreover, she always felt that Pei Ling's illness was really as he had said—the surgery was a success and there were no more problems?

"Aren't you a genius chef? What kind of problem could there be?" Pei Ling placed the side dishes she liked in front of her.

Zhu Yuan said modestly, "I'm no genius. It's settled then; after we finish eating, I'll go with you."

As she spoke, she began to eat her breakfast earnestly.

Pei Ling could do nothing about her, and he also guessed that she had doubts in her heart; just because she hid her little thoughts well didn't mean he couldn't see them.

If he didn't take her with him, she would just start overthinking things alone again.

He couldn't let her know.

Turning his head to glance at Pei Li, Pei Ling's gaze pressed down; Pei Li understood immediately and walked out of the dining room.

……

Zhu Yuan sat on the side to accompany him during the consultation, her gaze wandering between the doctor and Pei Ling the entire time like an emotionless machine; Pei Ling couldn't help it several times and reached out his large palm to cover her palm-sized face.

Before leaving, she had been wearing a mask, and above the edge of the mask were her large eyes and smooth, full forehead; his large palm covered it, blocking her line of sight entirely.

"Can you sit properly?"

Zhu Yuan grabbed his large hand and pulled it away, "Aren't I sitting perfectly fine? I haven't interrupted or stood between you two; you guys continue, don't mind me."

Pei Ling twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.

When Pei Ling went to have his blood drawn, Zhu Yuan snuck up to the doctor.

"Doctor, tell me the truth, how is Pei Ling's illness really?"

The doctor raised his hand to adjust his glasses; Zhu Yuan knew this was the doctor's signature move, and the main point was about to be said.

"Second Master Pei's condition is quite good; there are no problems, it's just a routine follow-up."

Not following the script?

Zhu Yuan frowned, "But why is he getting thinner and thinner? And he eats so little every day."

"The weather has been too hot lately; prepare more appetizing meals for him. Besides, Second Master Pei has been ill for quite a long time; recovering his health isn't something that can be done in a day or two. Just pay more attention to his nutritional intake."

Speaking of nutrition, Zhu Yuan thought of one of the purposes of this trip.

She typed out the recipe for the fruit and vegetable juice she made for Pei Ling every day on her phone and showed it to the doctor.

"Take a look, is there any problem with this?"

Seeing the dense list of vegetable and fruit names, the doctor's brow twitched; there was no problem with these fruits.

But would this recipe actually taste good?

Thinking of how Second Master Pei had called to tell him before he arrived that he shouldn't pour cold water on this young lady.

"It's good stuff; there is no problem at all."

Zhu Yuan let out a sigh of relief, "I knew it."

When Pei Ling walked to the door of the consultation room, he happened to see Zhu Yuan triumphantly putting away her phone, not forgetting to consult the doctor on what else he needed to pay attention to in his daily life.

Although she was overly blindly confident, she still had a conscience.

Pei Ling leaned against the door frame, his gaze looking deeply at her back; looking from behind, one couldn't tell at all that she was a pregnant person, as if she were still the same as before.

It wasn't until Zhu Yuan discovered him that the conversation between her and the doctor ended.

On the way back, Zhu Yuan took out her phone; she had recorded all the precautions the doctor gave for Pei Ling's daily life on her phone and sent a copy to Pei Li as well.

"After we get back, we will strictly follow this plan and raise Second Master until he's plump and healthy!"

Pei Li, who was driving in front, heard this and his eyes grew slightly moist; he smiled.

Zhu Yuan looked Pei Ling over, "Being fair-skinned is impossible now, but being a bit plumper shouldn't be a problem."

"What's the use of being fair." Pei Ling scoffed, "Fainting the moment I get injured."

Zhu Yuan didn't want to immediately understand who he was implying.

……

Qiao Mai received a call in the laboratory, "Director, people from the Yu Family are here."

Hanging up the phone, Qiao Mai angrily took off his mask; day after day, he had to conduct experiments, research drugs to completely control Sheng Yu's condition, and also study Second Master Pei's condition.

And now he had to act, too!

It's really enough!

But to be honest, the trickiest part of this is Second Master Pei's illness; how could such a fine young man in his twenties end up with such a severe stomach ailment?

He suddenly thought of the rumors regarding Second Master Pei, which he guessed were related to his childhood experiences.

Truly, fate plays tricks on people.

Qiao Mai was just about to throw down his face mask, but thinking of having to face Yu Weixiong in a moment, he weighed his options and put the mask back on, lest his acting be poor and he be found out.

"This is too hard for me..."

Qiao Mai muttered to himself, and his student asked in confusion, "Teacher, what did you say?"

"Nothing, I didn't say anything. You all continue with your experiments; I'm going out for a bit."

But having said that, where exactly had Sheng Yu gone, and when did he plan to come back to deal with these old fogies?

Sheng Hongwei had already taken on the role of interim Chairman of the Sheng Group, a matter that caused quite a sensation.

Sheng Hongwei's wolfish ambition was no less than Yu Weixiong's, and the fear was that those two would fight amongst themselves and drag both the Sheng Family and the Yu Family down with them.

But he believed in Sheng Yu; all along, this young man had possessed the courage to reverse the situation.

Qiao Mai left the laboratory and hurried toward the intensive care unit.