Zhuang Yushu ignored his thoughtful muttering.
After counting the numbers in the bankbook, his mood had already calmed down.
Now, he could start dealing with the aftermath of the charity gala.
Seeing that he had gotten down to business, his agent did not disturb him.
But when he passed the door again, he could not suppress his curiosity.
In the end, he opened the door, wanting to find out where the sound had come from.
Then he saw two men in Cloud Summit security uniforms carrying a stretcher out of the guest room next door.
The person on the stretcher was wrapped from head to toe in a blanket.
The agent asked in surprise, "What happened?"
Xiao Wang, one of the guards, spoke calmly. "This guest fell while showering and injured his leg. We're taking him to the hospital."
"Oh." The agent nodded thoughtfully. If someone had fallen to the floor, the muffled thud he had heard earlier made perfect sense.
Having satisfied his curiosity, the agent closed the door and said lightly to Zhuang Yushu, who had looked up at him, "It's fine. Someone next door fell while showering."
He recalled the length of the stretcher. "It should have been an adult man, which was probably why the commotion was so loud."
Zhuang Yushu gave a casual response. "That was really careless."
*
A few days later, Zhuang Yushu desperately wanted to take those words back.
He stood with his back to Zhuang Yuefeng's hospital bed. In front of him, a woman complained incessantly, while an aged male voice sighed one after another like accompaniment.
Zhuang Yushu had a terrible headache. If he had known, he would not have listened to his mother and come visit the patient.
He interrupted the woman. "Auntie, there's nothing I can do about