"President Lu is usually busy with work and doesn't pay much attention to his health. Ever since his mother passed away, he has completely changed. He often spaces out alone, can't sleep or eat, and has to face the pressure from inside and outside the group. Even an iron body couldn't withstand this."
"Hasn't anyone tried to persuade him?" Zhang Lingying furrowed her brows, glancing at the assistant.
If the people around Lu Jing had spent the time they used to ask for her help to persuade Lu Jing, he probably wouldn't have ended up in the hospital.
The assistant hurriedly explained, "We did try, we really did! But President Lu simply wouldn't listen... It's not that he wouldn't listen; he just can't sleep, and as for food, I personally saw President Lu forcing himself to eat, but he would vomit whatever he ate. In the end, he could only have the doctor give him nutrition injections."
Zhang Lingying clenched her palm, "..."
