119 Digging the Corners of Lao Tzu's Walls to the Point of View

"En." Lu Man nodded.

"How is her recovery?" Wu Lize asked, and entered the elevator with Lu Mann.

"I've almost recovered. The doctor said that if all goes well, I can be discharged from the hospital this weekend." Mentioning this, Lu Man felt a lot relieved.

The important thing is that Xia Qingwei's health has recovered. Although he can't be like a normal healthy person, he is much better than before.

This was better than anything else, and Lu Man felt relieved.

From now on, she just needs to concentrate on paying back the money owed to Han Zhuoli.

Knowing that he is not lacking, and not short of it, doesn't mean she can take it easy.

"I'll take you to the hospital and see my aunt." Wu Lize said.

"It's too troublesome, and it shouldn't be on the way." Lu Mann didn't want to get involved with Wu Lize in private.

The rumors in the department are not very good. On the other hand, it is because she still remembers what Auntie Chai said to Wu Lize.

She also didn't want to cause trouble and make Aunt Chai misunderstand something.

That being the case, it's better to separate yourself from Wu Lize in private.

The two got out of the elevator, but it was such a coincidence that they saw Han Zhuoli coming out of the elevator next to him.

As soon as Lu Man saw him, she remembered that he also said that he would take her to the hospital.

She didn't want to provoke either of them, but in comparison, Lu Man would rather go with Han Zhuoli, at least she wouldn't be misunderstood by Aunt Chai.

Coincidentally, Wu Lize said at this time: "It's nothing to worry about. Last time my mother was discharged from the hospital, you gave me a gift. I should return the gift. And I really want to visit my aunt. By the way, when the time of discharge is confirmed, You tell me, and I will pick you up."

Wu Li turned his back to Han Zhuoli, and did not see Han Zhuoli's face getting darker and darker.

Lu Mann was facing Han Zhuoli, almost enduring all the pressure.

Han Zhuoli looked at her now with condemnation in his eyes, as if she had done something wrong to him.

Obviously not, but under his gaze, Lu Man felt guilty for a while, and dared not look at him.

She was surprised, Han Zhuoli was obviously not hers, so why was she so guilty right now!

"How embarrassing." Lu Man laughed dryly.

Across Wu Lize, Han Zhuoli was sneering silently at her.

Lu Mann: "..."

What on earth does that man want!

"What's so embarrassing? If you're really embarrassed, take it as my thank you." Wu Lize said, suddenly feeling as if he wanted to be stared at from behind, which was very strange.

He shook off this feeling and continued: "Besides, my aunt has stayed in the hospital for so long, and there must be a lot of things left in the hospital. You are the only one who can't move it, so I just drove to help you."

"Hehe." Han Zhuoli sneered, digging the corners of Lao Tzu's walls to the point of his eyes.

He turned and left without saying a word.

But Lu Mann didn't feel relieved at all, instead his heart sank.

Then, Han Zhuoli stopped not far away and took out his phone.

Sure enough, the bell rang immediately on her side.

"Sorry, I'll answer the phone first." Lu Man smiled apologetically at Wu Lize.

Wu Lize nodded, expressing his understanding.

Lu Man secretly glanced at Han Zhuoli who was not far away, and quickly walked a little further away with the phone.

After looking around, he picked it up, lowered his voice and called, "Young Master Han."

This guilty conscience immediately made Han Zhuoli sneer.

"Didn't you agree that I'll take you to the hospital?" Han Zhuoli stared at Lu Man closely through layers of people with his burning eyes, "Are you agreeing to Wu Lize again?"