Zhou Mingchen's eyes revealed suspicion; he knew Xia Lu definitely had an issue, but he wasn't sure what exactly it was.
She had just gone out for so long and was evasive when asked, indicating she didn't want him to know what she was doing. But what could it be?
"What I'm saying is true," Xia Lu saw his reaction and knew he didn't believe her, and quickly explained, "You shouldn't worry about anything now, just rest well and focus on recovering."
It became even more suspicious. Zhou Mingchen seemed to have gleaned some clues, and perhaps what she did had something to do with him, possibly concerning his illness.
It was odd when he thought about it; although he often attended social events, eating wasn't the main focus—it's about networking and seeking cooperation. His appetite was naturally small, let alone overeating. How could someone like him, who was so careful in his eating habits, develop acute pancreatitis? Besides, he seldom drank alcohol except when necessary.
