Dear Mr. Lu

Chapter 39

Lu Chong's fingers on his knees twitched, rubbing unconsciously.

Before he could figure out the reason for this discomfort, Dr. Wang pulled out his hand.

"The bone is not injured. The preliminary judgement is that it is a injury. It is best to have an MRI. If it is serious, the surgery is needed as soon as possible."

Lu Chong's gaze was still on Luo Wencheng's shoulder. Watching him fix his collar with one hand, Lu Chong was a bit slow to react after hearing these words. Then his face darkened slightly: "Surgery is needed?"

"If the tendon tear is serious, surgery is necessary. His shoulder is swollen now, and the soreness and restricted arm movement are obvious. It is estimated that the situation is not very optimistic."

"Lao Ding, prepare the car." Lu Chong said immediately.

Uncle Ding, who was watching, quickly went to make arrangements. Luo Wencheng was pulled up by Lu Chong, and the cat on his lap was also taken away.

"Sir?" Luo Wencheng didn't dare to speak and followed until he noticed that Lu Chong had also gotten into the car; then he said hurriedly, "I'll just go by myself."

It was too much to ask Lu Chong to accompany him.

But when Lu Chong gave him a look, he didn't dare to say anything.

He could see that Lu Chong was angry, and not just a little.

This time they went not to the municipal hospital, but to a famous private hospital, went through the VIP channel and had an MRI as soon as they arrived. The result came out quickly; the whole tendon was torn.

The surgery was arranged quickly. Luo Wencheng was taken for a blood test, changed his clothes and was put on saline. It didn't take long for him to be pushed into the surgery room.

He was a little dazed and uneasy, as if he couldn't digest the rhythm, and subconsciously looked past the medical staff around him to find Lu Chong's figure.

Lu Chong felt his helpless puppy-like gaze. His heart softened as he walked over and touched his head: "Don't be afraid, it's just a small minimally invasive operation. The surgeon is a very experienced orthopaedic specialist, it'll be over soon."

Luo Wencheng was a little relieved but still took Lu Chong's hand and didn't want to let go.

Lu Chong chuckled a little. Now he knew how to be afraid, huh?

He let Luo Wencheng hold his hand, his attitude almost a bit doting.

Luo Wencheng felt his indulgence and worry, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable. He was lying to this man, had been lying to him, and even used this almost self-harming way to gain his sympathy and help.

This was the last time; he vowed that he would never use such extreme methods again.

Luo Wencheng was pushed into the surgery room and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost ten o'clock.

He had been worried that there might be someone around him at midnight, and now it looked like he was going to spend the night directly in the surgery room. He just hoped that he wouldn't scare these people when he had a seizure.

Outside, Lu Chong's face gradually darkened.

Liu Weizhi came over at some point and said to him, "We found out, it's Luo Wenhao."

This hour or two was enough for Liu Weizhi to find out what had happened, and it didn't even require him to use many tactics.

He first found the taxi that brought Luo Wencheng back through the surveillance in front of the villa, contacted the driver, found the place where Luo Wencheng got in, then retrieved the local surveillance and found the van, and then easily found out that the car belonged to Luo Wenhao.