Gu Ziye felt a sense of relief as fresh air rushed into his lungs, causing him to cough.
"This won't do! Gu Ziye, quickly call the people from Clearcreek Mansion and ask them to deliver the medicine," Lu Chengzhou urged.
Gu Ziye covered his neck and nodded, reaching for his phone. He said, "Hold on, I'll call Zhuang Ling."
However, before Gu Ziye could finish his sentence, Ye Nanshen struggled free from Lu Chengzhou's grip.
Ye Nanshen's gaze seemed to be searching for something as he moved restlessly around the room, darting from the bathroom to the balcony, and then to the foot of the bed.
Lu Chengzhou held his stomach and followed closely behind, saying, "Shen, what are you looking for? Tell me, and I'll help you find it."
'Stop running around like that! If you startle someone later and it gets picked up by the media, it will be a disaster!' Lu Chengzhou thought.
