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"He's awake, he's really awake …" "CEO, Zhaowu really woke up …"

Tears welled up in the corner of Ding Mo's eyes as he spoke to Lu Yiyao in a hurry.

"That's great, Director Lu. We've succeeded …"

The doctor looked at Jiang Zhaowu, who had completely opened his eyes, and was so excited that tears began to well up in his eyes.

Lu Yiyao was still sitting on his chair as he slowly turned off the computer and closed it. Then, he placed his hands on the table in front of him and crossed his fingers, pressing them against his lower jaw.

"Zhaowu, you're really awake …"

Ding Mo was so excited that he spoke again.

"Where am I?"

Jiang Zhaowu, who woke up, looked at the scene in front of him and asked in confusion.

"You are currently in the Floating Cloud Pavilion …"

Ding Mo replied.

"Floating Cloud Pavilion?"

Jiang Zhaowu's eyes glazed over and his forehead started to ache. His mind was still a little muddled.

"Zhaowu, how are you feeling now?"

There were some things that he couldn't say in a short while.

What Ding Mo was most concerned about was Jiang Zhaowu's health.

"Assistant Ding, let Zhao Fifth Young Master rest first …"

The doctor interrupted them.

"Alright."

Ding Mo nodded and stepped aside.

The doctor went back to his desk and turned on the microphone.

"You can come in now."

Very quickly, two bodyguards dressed in black and carrying a moving bed walked in.

The doctor asked them to move Jiang Zhaowu to the action bed and then said to Lu Yiyao.

"Director Lu, we?"

"Let's go."

Lu Yiyao raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhaowu, who was already lying on the bed.

"Yiyao …"

Jiang Zhaowu also looked over at him.

"…"

Lu Yiyao didn't say anything, he just pursed his lips.

They left the cold room in batches.

Lu Yiyao and Ding Mo were the last to leave.

At the door, he looked back.

He really hoped that he would never set foot here again in this lifetime.

He really didn't want to experience this kind of suffering again.

"CEO, Eldest Young Master's phone call."

As soon as he got out of the elevator, he was prepared to take a short break to check on Jiang Zhaowu. Ding Mo handed him the phone.

"Eldest Young Master …"

Lu Yiyao took the phone and spoke to the person on the other end of the phone as he walked towards the lounge.

"Yiyao, thank you for your hard work."

Jun Linchuan's voice sounded very tired, and he felt like he hadn't slept for the entire night.

"Eldest Young Master, thank you."

Lu Yiyao lightly replied as he pursed his lips.

"Yiyao, this time, I really have to thank you …"

Jun Linchuan's deep and tired voice was filled with joy.

"Eldest Young Master, I owe this to Zhaowu …"

Lu Yiyao's pupils constricted and his tone turned heavy.

If it wasn't for him, Jun Linchuan would never know that Jiang Zhaowu was still alive. He didn't know that Jiang Zhaowu wouldn't come to the Dijing.

Perhaps, the current him was a happy chef.

The simple joy of living every day.

The fact that he came to the Dijing had become impossible.

He could no longer enjoy a simple and happy life. Furthermore, he would have to abandon the person he had always secretly fallen in love with.

Lu Yiyao didn't know how Jiang Zhaowu would feel facing all these changes.

"No, Yiyao." "In the end, I owe you …"

Jun Linchuan's voice became slightly hoarse.

"Eldest Young Master, is there anything else?"

Lu Yiyao really did not want to continue the topic of 'who owes who'. After seeing Jiang Zhaowu, he and the doctor had to go to the Maple Pavilion.

There was one more person there who needed them to 'wake'.

"Not yet."

Jun Linchuan paused for a moment and said with a bit of emotion.

"Have a good rest. We'll talk about it again tomorrow."

"Alright."

After Lu Yiyao said that, both of them hung up at the same time.

Twenty minutes later.

Lu Yiyao walked into Jiang Zhaowu's room.

He opened the door. A wave of warmth rushed out of the door.

This was really a double day of fire and ice. It was cool and refreshing in the ice room. But here it was as warm as early summer.

Ding Mo felt a bit hot.

Lu Yiyao, who was still wearing the same suit, walked in slowly.

Jiang Zhaowu's complexion had improved a lot, and a faint red color surfaced on his cheekbones.

"Yiyao …"

"Doctor, would you mind going out for a moment?"

Lu Yiyao glanced at him and then looked at Doctor Mo, who was recording the data on the apparatus.

"Sure."

Jiang Zhaowu's body had already calmed down, and the doctor's heart temporarily dropped.

The others all left, leaving only Jiang Zhaowu and Lu Yiyao in the room.

"Zhaowu, I'm sorry …"

Lu Yiyao sat down with his eyes slightly lowered and a grave expression on his face.

"Yiyao, you?"

Jiang Zhaowu's black pupils contracted as he said in disappointment.

"Zhaowu, do you regret it?"

"No regrets …"

Jiang Zhaowu's gaze was so clear that it didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

"But …"

"But what?"

Lu Yiyao saw a hint of disappointment flash across Ye Zichen's eyes and asked out of concern.

"Nothing?"

Jiang Zhaowu smiled at him, but his heart was in pain.

Lu Yiyao, on the other hand, was able to read what he wanted to express from the look of disappointment in his eyes.

He was reluctant to give up that feeling in his heart.

The heroine of that relationship.

It was Ding Pei.

"Zhaowu, take care."

Lu Yiyao's deep eyes revealed a hint of worry.

Jun Family were not ordinary people.

Even though he was Jun Linchuan's only son, there was no guarantee that no one would see him as a thorn in their side.

Furthermore, as the new master of the Floating Cloud Pavilion, it was impossible for him to face the future in two words.

"Yiyao, thank you."

Jiang Zhaowu saw him get up, so he pursed his lips and smiled.

Both of them knew that after parting today, their relationship would never return to the past.

Perhaps it would be a long time before they met again.

"Zhaowu, I'm going. "Goodbye."

Lu Yiyao looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Goodbye."

Jiang Zhaowu had a smile on his face the whole time.

The moment Lu Yiyao turned around and walked towards the door, tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes. He called out silently in his heart.

"Yiyao, we will always be brothers. "Forever!"

"..."

Six in the morning.

Lu Yiyao and Ding Mo walked out of the Maple Pavilion.

Jun Moshang didn't go out to see them off. Instead, he sent a special car to take them to the airport.

They were going to take the earliest flight back to Yunjing.

When they arrived at the airport's VIP lounge, the staff member told them a piece of bad news.

Yunjing had a typhoon going through today, and all flights had stopped.

Ding Mo was stunned when he heard the news.

He took out his cell phone and made a special check.

Only now did he realize that he had forgotten to pay attention to the news because of Jiang Zhaowu.

"CEO, why don't we go to the airport hotel to rest for a while and come over after the flight is over?"

Lu Yiyao hadn't slept for two days and Ding Mo was worried about him.

"…"0

Unexpectedly, Lu Yiyao had already leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

Seeing this, Ding Mo didn't dare to say anything and sat on the sofa beside him.

Seeing this, the staff member brought the blanket over.

Ding Mo covered Lu Yiyao and then leaned back against the sofa to rest.

Just as he was about to squint, his cell phone rang.

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