Lu Beicheng seriously declared a correction, which made Gu Nanyan laugh with exasperation, realizing he had learned to interject after all these years.
But she did not want to appear unserious, so she turned her face away, no longer wishing to look at him.
Gu Nanyan laughed, and Lu Beicheng's suspended heart was put at ease.
For a moment, the atmosphere had also become more relaxed.
Seeing Lu Beicheng staring at her without speaking, just as Gu Nanyan was about to say something, Lu Beicheng suddenly leaned his head, looking very tired, against her shoulder.
Gu Nanyan turned to look at him, and Lu Beicheng said, "The meetings at the end of the year are especially numerous, and many can't be pushed back. It's either going to a meeting after getting an injection or getting an injection after a meeting. It's been a week, and the fever keeps coming back. The doctor said there's a shadow on my lung."
