Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 140

Xiao Fubao didn't get angry or disappointed because of his words, but smiled as if he was relieved: "It's just that Brother Little Sheep is fine!"

Lu Zhaoxi got up and nodded briefly with Sang Wanzhou.

He likes Xiao Fubao very much, so naturally he won't get into trouble with Sang Wanzhou.

Although they belong to the same company and have great competition, he prefers fair competition and the feeling of defeating opponents with his own strength.

Sang Wanzhou didn't put on airs either, and nodded in response to him.

Lu Zhaoxi got up to make room for Xiao Fubao, went to the side of the cart to get a bowl, cut up the apples in his hand and put them on the bedside table.

"I've cut the apples for you. If you want to eat, take them yourself. I'll get you the medicine."

"Good~"

After finishing speaking, Lu Zhaoxi and Sang Wanzhou walked out of the ward together.

As soon as I looked up, I bumped into the cameraman who came over with a fruit basket.

Lu Zhaoxi's expression was slightly unfriendly.

Sang Wanzhou put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked lazy, as if he didn't want to adjust the relationship between the two at all.

The cameraman stopped in front of them.

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly opened his mouth: "I'll come and see him."

Although Lu Zhaoxi knew in his heart that this matter had nothing to do with him.

But as long as he thinks that Lu Zhiyang almost died under his care, he will inevitably feel some resentment towards him.

But after all, we will meet again in the future, and the relationship should not be too rigid.

Lu Zhaoxi stared at him coldly for a moment, then turned sideways and said, "Go in to Ward 305."

The photographer brother was stunned for a moment, then nodded after regaining consciousness: "Thank you."

Watching his back as he went in.

Sang Wanzhou on the side frowned, "Oh, I thought you wouldn't let him in."

Lu Zhaoxi glanced at him coldly: "You think I'm you? I know this matter has nothing to do with him, and it's not his fault, but my own brother almost died, so I can't blame him?"

Sang Wanzhou spread his hands, shrugged and said nothing.

In the ward, the two cubs greeted the big brother photographer when they saw him coming.

"Uncle, you are here!"

Seeing the innocent smiles of the two cubs, the photographer felt his heart was being warmed bit by bit.

There seemed to be a kind of magical power on them, emitting dazzling light like two little suns, piercing through the mist bit by bit, warming him in the dark.

"Hmm. How is the little sheep?" The photographer asked as he put the fruit basket on the bedside.

Lu Zhiyang snorted and raised his head proudly: "My health is good! I can live to be 100 years old!"

After hearing his words, little Fubao also blinked her big innocent eyes, and said the same innocent and lovely words: "Then Fubao will live to be 100 years old!"

The cameraman couldn't help but chuckle amused by the two cubs.

He clenched his right hand in front of his mouth, his slender Danfeng eyes were bent into crescents, and the smile on his eyebrows made him look a little gentler.

He likes the feeling of being with these two cubs just now.

"Do you want some fruit? Uncle will cut it for you."

"Fu Bao wants to eat this yellow peach!"

"I want to eat grapes!"

The two cubs quickly reported the fruit they wanted to eat.

"it is good."

The photographer brother smiled, and carried the fruit they just mentioned into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, he could still clearly hear the chirping voices of the two cubs outside the door, and a faint smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It's okay this time.

very nice.

(End of this chapter)