Just as expected, when Jiang Baizhou visited Lu Xize in the hospital, he was staying in a single suite. Jiang Baizhou felt deeply embarrassed by this wasteful use of resources, but he didn't point it out. After all, they had matters to discuss later, and he had to leave some room for negotiation.
When Lu Xize saw him walk in carrying two big bags of takeout, he suddenly felt a sense of pressure. Maybe it was the long-term trauma from being taken advantage of by him. He felt that Jiang Baizhou's sudden concern surely had an ulterior motive.
If it were a normal day, even if he called and begged him to visit, Jiang Baizhou would still have hesitated. But this time he came on his own, definitely up to no good.
Looking at the bandage wrapped around Lu Xize's head, Jiang Baizhou uncharacteristically laughed without hiding his emotions, placing the bags on the table and raising his eyebrows, "Hmm, your look is quite unique, suits your style."
