Just as the two of them were at a standoff, the door suddenly opened, and Si Zhou strode in, the first to call out to Chang Xuyu: "Xuyu, I heard you woke up. I'm sorry, I was dealing with base matters these past few days and came late."
He walked straight past Yi Zhuo without a glance, went to Chang Xuyu's hospital bed, crouched down to look at her, and pressed his lips together, his expression full of warmth.
"How are you feeling now? Don't worry, I've taken care of all the work matters for you. If you still feel unwell, you can rest a while longer."
Chang Xuyu leaned against the soft pillow. Seeing Si Zhou suddenly appear, she was startled for a moment, then smiled. "Senior Brother, I'm fine. I can be discharged and return to the base in a couple of days."
Si Zhou frowned, still worried. "No rush. You fell ill too suddenly this time. Your physical condition has never been good to begin with—you should rest more."
This was a city center hospital, some distance from the base. Besides the faint smell of disinfectant, there was a vase of eustomas on the bedside table, their delicate fragrance blending into the stale air, creating an inexplicable sense of oppression.
Si Zhou stood up, his face unreadable, and spoke to Yi Zhuo in a friendly tone. "President Yi, thank you for taking care of Xuyu. I am her senior brother and the owner of the base. If you ever need any help in the future, please don't hesitate to ask. I'll do my best to assist."
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