bookbashuk Chapter 345 Lu Sheng Wakes Up
Chapter 345 Lu Sheng Wakes Up
Shen Li looked at Lu Sheng's furrowed brows, raised her hand and gently placed it on his forehead. Her fingertips touched his slightly cool skin, and she whispered, "You don't have a fever. Big brother, did you just wake up? Are you still a little groggy?"
Lu Sheng stared intently into Shen Li's eyes, his gaze filled with complex and unfathomable emotions, yet he remained silent.
Shen Li did not urge him, and immediately stood up: "Brother, don't panic, I'll go and call the doctor to come and take a look."
He turned and walked out as soon as he finished speaking.
Lu Sheng's gaze lingered on her back until the door closed, then slowly shifted away, his peripheral vision catching a glimpse of someone lying beside him.
The moment he saw the person's face clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted, his fingertips twitched unconsciously, and he tried to move his limbs, but his whole body was limp and powerless, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand.
Not long after, the doctor pushed open the door and came in. He bent down to check Lu Sheng's pulse and pupils, and said in a calm tone, "The recovery is going quite well. Now only the external injuries remain. Just take good care of the external injuries."
Shen Li breathed a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly: "That's good."
Then, pointing to Ming Xiangyang beside him, her tone became more urgent, "Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
The doctor looked at the man lying on the hospital bed and frowned slightly: "His injuries are more serious than Mr. Lu's, and it will take him some time to wake up."
"Will he wake up?" Shen Li's voice trembled almost imperceptibly, and her palms clenched slightly.
"It's hard to say." The doctor's answer was light and casual, but it felt like a stone weighing on Shen Li's heart.
Her expression instantly turned serious, and she thought to herself: If her elder brother wakes up but Ming Xiangyang has an accident, she will never be able to have peace of mind for the rest of her life.
After the doctor left, Shen Li sat quietly by the bed, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the sheets.
At this moment, Lu Sheng suddenly reached out and gently grabbed her wrist, his voice low and gentle: "Don't worry, he'll be fine."
Shen Li looked up at him and nodded.
"Lili...Lili, could you help me sit up for a while? I've been lying down for too long, and I'm feeling a little dizzy." Lu Sheng looked at her, his eyes carrying just the right amount of gentleness and weakness.
"Okay." Shen Li quickly reached out and carefully supported his back, avoiding the wound, and helped him to sit up. She also placed a cushion behind him.
Lu Sheng recovered extremely quickly, and was able to get out of bed and walk around the next day—the injury to his left hand did not affect his ability to get up and walk, and his back only had some minor injuries.
Shen Li got up to pour hot water, and returned a moment later to find Lu Sheng holding Ming Xiangyang's exposed wrist.
"What's wrong?" She walked over quickly.
Lu Sheng spoke calmly, casually tucking Ming Xiangyang's arm under the blanket, concealing the fleeting complex emotion in his eyes: "It's nothing. I just saw his hand was sticking out and was worried he'd catch a cold, so I covered him up."
"Oh, I was too careless." Shen Li slapped her forehead, her tone filled with self-reproach. "The weather is getting colder and colder, I need to be careful not to catch a cold."
During dinner, Mingcheng approached Shen Li with a respectful expression: "President Shen, I think it would be best if I kept the ring for you."
Shen Li raised an eyebrow and nodded without the slightest hesitation: "Okay."
She could tell that Mingcheng was utterly loyal to Ming Xiangyang. With that, she took off the ring from her thumb and handed it to him, saying, "Take this and keep it safe."
Mingcheng solemnly accepted the package and put it away, while Mingxing, standing to the side, looked puzzled, hesitated to speak, and ultimately did not ask.
After dinner, Shen Li went to keep Lu Sheng company. As the clock struck eight, Lu Sheng looked at her, his voice tinged with weariness: "It's getting late, Li Li, you should go home and rest."
Shen Li glanced down at her watch and smiled, "It's not late, I'll stay with you a little longer."
"I'm a little sleepy." Lu Sheng lowered his eyes slightly, concealing the emotions in them.
"Ah, then you should get some sleep." Shen Li didn't insist anymore, tucked the blanket around him, and then turned to leave.
Because Lu Sheng was injured, he stayed in a room on the first floor with Ming Xiangyang so that the doctor could take care of him at any time, while Shen Li went back to a room on the second floor.
She sat on the edge of the bed, thinking to herself: Now that her older brother is awake, she needs to discuss returning to China with Jerry as soon as possible. Staying abroad indefinitely isn't a solution; danger could come knocking at any time.
The next morning, Shen Li went to see the doctor to ask if Ming Xiangyang could be moved: "We want to take him back to China. The Ming family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and Uncle Hu in the family is highly skilled. Perhaps he can help him wake up faster. I wonder if moving him would be dangerous?"
After a moment's thought, the doctor said, "Flying is fine, but other modes of transportation are too bumpy and could easily worsen the injury."
It was clearly inappropriate for the group to take a plane rashly; only by opening a dedicated air route could they proceed.
After final discussions, Jerry coordinated and, under the pretext that the Cinclair family needed to transport goods to Kyoto, applied for a dedicated air route to send them back home.
Opening a dedicated air route is not only time-consuming, but also requires extensive communication and negotiation. If Lu Sheng had not contacted the capital in time to provide assistance, this matter would probably have been difficult to accomplish.
However, due to limited conditions on the return journey, Professor Li and Lu Sheng's men had to stay in the cargo container until they passed through security before they could come out.
Fortunately, Lu Sheng's injuries had mostly healed, and he could withstand the ordeal. The flight path was set for three days later.
Over the next few days, Shen Li took care of Lu Sheng without leaving his side. Occasionally, she would see Ming Cheng applying medicine to Ming Xiangyang and, looking at the unfamiliar powder, would ask curiously, "What kind of medicine is this? Did you ask the doctor if it's safe to use?"
"This is a traditional Ming family medicine for external wounds; it helps wounds heal faster."
As Mingcheng carefully applied the medicine powder to Ming Xiangyang, he explained, "I went back to get this because I'm flying back to China in three days. My medical skills aren't superb, but I can handle this kind of external injury."
"Then why didn't you go and pick it up a few days ago?" Shen Li asked casually.
Mingcheng paused, subconsciously glancing at Lu Sheng with a hesitant expression, and swallowed back the words he was about to say.
Lu Sheng spoke up at the right moment, subtly smoothing things over: "He must have been so worried about Xiangyang the other day that he forgot. Mingcheng is thoughtful; he even gave me two bottles. Lili, could you apply some for me too?"
Shen Li nodded: "Okay."
As she spoke, she helped Lu Sheng up and looked at him again, "You've recovered almost completely now, why don't you move upstairs to the second floor? That way, Mingcheng can watch over Xiangyang and you can rest in bed for a while at night. It's not a good idea to always be lying down."
Lu Sheng hesitated for a moment, a hint of barely perceptible joy flashing in his eyes, before replying, "Okay...okay."
As Shen Li helped him upstairs, she felt something was off—Lu Sheng's gaze towards her this time seemed strangely distant, yet he clearly remembered everything, unlike someone who had amnesia.
Once inside the room, Lu Sheng slowly took off his outer clothes, leaving only a shirt underneath.
"Take off the other one too, I'll help you apply the medicine." Shen Li said naturally, reaching out to help him.
"Okay." Lu Sheng's voice was slightly hoarse as he slowly took off his shirt, revealing the wounds on his upper body—his left shoulder and back were wrapped in gauze, and although they had scabbed over, they were still shocking to see.