Chapter 94 - 94 Awakening

94 Awakening

Luo Ying only remembered this when Lin Lu reminded her of it. In the original book, the host’s mother had left a box for her.

Apparently, the box contained what Lin Lu’s family had been dreaming of.

“I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt for now.” Dr. Cheng put away the prescription. “Mr. Xiao, let Madam go and see Lu Zhao.”

Xiao Ting’s eyes flickered, “The formula…”

Dr. Cheng was well aware of the value of this prescription. If this prescription were to be put into production, it could bring in billions of dollars of wealth.

But Luo Ying had unhesitatingly handed her the prescription, which showed that Luo Ying’s feelings for Lu Zhao were sincere. He might have to continue digging deeper for the mole.

“Alright,” he said. Xiao Ting nodded and brought Luo Ying to a room upstairs.

The room was filled with the strong stench of medication. Lu Zhao’s face was a little pale, and he was lying on the bed in a deep sleep.

“Why does Lu Zhao look so haggard?” Luo Ying could not understand it.

“The assassin didn’t use a gun. President Lu was struck by a poisoned dart. The poison was very potent, but fortunately, Dr. Cheng got him through the worst. However, in his bid to rescue you, President Lu did not wait for his body to recover…” Xiao Ting said.

Luo Ying’s heart clenched up.

This man had disregarded his own life to save her.

Luo Ying was frustrated.

She reached out to hold Lu Zhao’s hand. She hoped that Lu Zhao would wake up soon. She was willing to stay by his side.

Xiao Ting walked out of the room.

The doctor was already waiting outside.

“Maybe we can trust Luo Ying,” she said.

“Why?” Xiao Ting frowned.

I’ve asked around, and the formula and its contents are all true. In fact, we can already use part of it to help Lu Zhao wake up soon,” she said.

“I need you to find us the mole, Mr. Xiao.”

Xiao Ting nodded.

As she watched Luo Ying holding Lu Zhao’s hand and sitting by his bed through the crack of the door, the doctor grimaced to herself.

Lu Zhao was an illegitimate child, and his mother had lost her life in a struggle with the rich. Lu Zhao had grown up under her protection, and when he returned to the Lu family, he founded the company without the Lu Family’s support.

Each step along the way had been rife with danger.

The higher Lu Zhao climbed, the lonelier he became.

All these years, other than a few of his old subordinates and herself, his aunt, this girl seemed to heavily affect him.

Lu Zhao clearly loved her very much. She had never seen Lu Zhao lose his composure to this extent for someone before.

This girl was more complicated than she seemed.

She hoped that she would stay by Lu Zhao’s side obediently.

Luo Ying waited for Lu Zhao the entire night.

Lu Zhao still hadn’t woken up. She shook Lu Zhao’s hand and spoke softly.

“You’re so stupid. How could you save me without caring about your own health? Am I that important to you?”

Lu Zhao didn’t react.

“You have to wake up soon, or your company will be in my hands. When that happens, I’ll sell your company, open a club, and take all the handsome boys in the entertainment industry in.”

Lu Zhao still didn’t respond.

“You can’t leave me alone. Didn’t you ask me to promise you not to leave you? Are you going to leave me now? I won’t allow it. You have to stay with me, don’t you know that?”

Luo Ying put her face on Lu Zhao’s hand.

She suddenly felt Lu Zhao’s hand move.

She looked up and saw Lu Zhao slowly opening his eyes and looking at her.

He still looked a little weak.

“You’re awake. I’ll call the doctor now. Wait for me.” Luo Ying stood up and was about to leave, but Lu Zhao unexpectedly grabbed her hand.

“You can’t leave me.” Lu Zhao’s voice was soft, but it was firm.

“Alright, I won’t leave you.” Tears fell. “Why are you so stupid? How could you save me when you’re so seriously injured? I was so worried.”

Luo Ying grabbed his hand and put her face on Lu Zhao’s hand.

“I’ll take care of myself,” Lu Zhao said.

“I’ll go get the doctor now. You stay here and be good, okay?” Luo Ying said.

Lu Zhao nodded obediently. He didn’t look like a decisive and ruthless magnate. He looked like a little puppy.