Chapter 893: Annoying

If he arranges his sister's future affairs before he dies, he can face death calmly...

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The next morning, housekeeper Ning prepared a hearty breakfast, but his eyes kept glancing at the bedroom upstairs.

Ning Quruo should have woken up at this time on weekdays.

Because of his heart, Ning Quruo's sleep has never been very good.

It is already very good to have four or five hours of deep sleep a night. After this operation, Ning Quruo's sleep is even worse.

Unable to get effective information, he is also in a bad mood during the day and is always drowsy.

This state of wanting to sleep but not being able to sleep well is extremely torturous.

Housekeeper Ning is a little worried.

Could it be that something is really wrong? Is he in a coma?

He frowned, went upstairs secretly, and stood at the door of the bedroom to listen to the movement inside the door.

There was no sound.

Housekeeper Ning's heart suddenly lifted up, and he knocked on the door hesitantly.

No sound.

He knocked a few more times.

Just when he turned pale and was about to open the door and rush in, a irritable voice suddenly sounded in the room, "Who is it?"

Housekeeper Ning was stunned.

The bedroom door opened, Ning Quruo looked at housekeeper Ning with sleepy eyes and a look of collapse, "What happened?"

Housekeeper Ning opened his mouth, "No, nothing..."

"Nothing? Why are you arguing with me if nothing is wrong?"

Everyone in the family knew that he had a bad sleep, and being interrupted after finally falling asleep would affect his health even more.

Housekeeper Ning blinked his eyes, a little confused, "It's already nine o'clock."

Ning Quruo was stunned, "What time?"

How did he remember that it was already ten o'clock when he went to bed?

Housekeeper Ning walked to the window and pulled open the blackout curtains.

"Nine o'clock, I'm late for class."

"Shua——"

The dazzling sunlight shone on Ning Quruo's face from outside.

His face, which was always pale to the point of bluish, inexplicably had a few blushes, his skin was so beautiful that it glowed, and his slightly purple lips now revealed their original color, as beautiful as rose petals, and when they were lightly pressed together, they had a seductive color.

Ning Quruo looked like a teenager without any disease.

Ning Quruo squinted uncomfortably, but his expression was a little blank.

He slept for eleven hours in a row?

And it wasn't the kind of drowsy semi-comatose state, nor was it lying half asleep and half awake.

But he really slept for eleven hours? !

After waking up from this sleep, he felt much more relaxed.

Butler Ning also regretted a little. If he had known that the young master slept so well, he shouldn't have come in to disturb the young master.

But sleeping for eleven hours was enough, and sleeping more was not so good.

"Breakfast is ready, young master, are you going downstairs to eat?"

Ning Quruo subconsciously wanted to say that he didn't want to eat, but his stomach growled, "Gurgle--"

He actually felt very hungry... He wanted to eat...

He had been tortured by illness for most of his life, so he didn't want to eat under normal circumstances.

The two looked at each other, and Butler Ning was so happy that he almost flew up, "Then let's go down quickly?"

He said, and walked downstairs quickly.

Ning Quruo followed Butler Ning downstairs with a confused look on his face.

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The restaurant downstairs was already filled with the sweet smell of food, and the breakfast on the table was rich and complete.

Ning Quruo usually didn't eat. When his physical condition was still good, he would eat two chopsticks and stop.