Finally, Ji Chengzhou only sent two words: "Rehab."
Sang Qian stared at it for a while before she realized he was answering her previous question.
What the heck, she had been nervously waiting for ages.
Clearly, he didn't want to reply to her later message, answering the previous question meant he had seen all her messages.
Sang Qian poked a single word back: "Oh."
Meanwhile, Ji Chengzhou was rehabilitating in the gym, at least that's what it looked like to others. In reality, as soon as the door shut, he started working.
As Ji Chengzhou's personal doctor, Li Xiujie naturally stayed by his side. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a message notification from Ji Chengzhou's phone.
Two in a row.
He shifted his gaze away from the phone screen, saw the seriously working man staring at his phone with a barely there smile, and couldn't resist asking, "Who sent the message?"
Ji Chengzhou merely glanced at Li Xiujie and, without a reply, put down the phone and continued his work.
