What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

In the past few weeks, Lu Jinan has been running back and forth between these two hospitals, each one more difficult to serve than the other.

"Why do you seem to have lost weight these days?"

Jiang Tingyang smacked the orange that Lu Jinan had peeled, and then Lu Jinan stuffed a whole orange into his mouth.

"Even eating oranges can't stop you from talking. I don't know which young master is yelling every day that he won't eat unless Lu Jinan comes."

"Do you think you are still a child?"

Jiang Tingyang had already developed a thick skin by being around him. He supported his chin with both hands, with a smile in his eyes.

"I didn't lie to you. I only wanted to eat more since you came."

He took another bite of the orange from Lu Jinan's hand, a sly smile between his eyebrows, "After all... beauty is a feast for the eyes~"

Lu Jinan's mouth twitched calmly, "You're neither too old nor too young, but what you say is either young or old."

This taste is even as earthy as his dad's.

"Ring ring ring..."

Lu Jinan picked up the phone and answered it.

"..."

"Okay, I'll go check it out later."

Lu Jinan held his chin, thinking that he really had two ancestors.

Jiang Tingyang pouted in dissatisfaction. "You've been as busy as the president these days, always calling me one after another. If I didn't know you were Lu Jinan, I would have thought you had a mistress outside."

"I'm not going to chat with you anymore. I need to go out for a while. It's sunny today. I'll ask Assistant Zhang to push you out to get some sun. It's good for your health."

"Okay, okay, by the way, the situation with the Qi family has almost become a foregone conclusion these days, and Qi Yu... the media reported him missing."

Although Jiang Tingyang knew that it was Qi Yu who caused the car accident, he still felt angry for Qi Yu after learning what the Qi family had done.

Although he was luckier than his other brothers and sisters and was chosen as a candidate for the Qi family, due to a genetic defect, he was locked up in a laboratory for research since childhood. His father only thought about the research results, and his mother had lost her mind because of his father's madness over the years.

Although he seems to be loved by many people, in fact, no one has ever truly loved him.

There are no real relatives or friends...Friends, he glanced at Lu Jinan.

He remembered that there was a period of time when they were very close, but they hadn't seen each other for so long... He didn't know what he thought.

Lu Jinan was silent for a while.

"You don't have to worry about this matter. Just take good care of your injuries. But if you meet Qi Yu one day, call me immediately and tell me. Don't get involved with him." He had already learned a lesson, and even if he really lost his memory, he didn't want to take the risk.

the other side……

Lu Jinan looked at the dangling IV drip, walked over, bent down slightly, picked up the drip from the ground and put it on the plate on the table.

Ever since Lu Jinan appeared, Qi Yu's gaze had never shifted. The man's face, tilted to the side, was as white as jade, his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow, and his whole body exuded a tranquility like ice and snow.

Qi Yu grabbed his sleeve and tugged gently, with some nervousness in his eyes.

"Are you... angry?"

I didn't know where to look, and I kept rubbing the clothes in my hands. Suddenly, I saw the roses in front of the window.

He let go of Lu Jinan's clothes, ran to the window with a staggering step, then stumbled back holding the small potted plant in both hands.

Mingming's narrow eyes also opened wide for him, "I'll give it to you. Don't be angry... Okay."

Looking at a rose suddenly inserted into a palm-sized potted plant, Lu Jinan felt it was indescribably funny.

He pulled the person to the bedside and made him sit properly. Seeing Qi Yu's eyes wide open, he pulled the flower out of the soil.

He tapped his head with the flower in a funny way and said, "Who taught you to stick flowers in the soil?"

Qi Yu tangle with his clothes, stammering, and while speaking he quietly raised his eyes to see the man's mood.

"A few days ago, the nurse took me to the rooftop. I saw a girl who was very happy to receive flowers. I want to give you flowers too."

"But... I bought it, and since you didn't come, the flowers... don't look good anymore."

Seeing the person in front of him listening patiently, Qi Yu also spoke slowly.

"The nurse said that if you grow it yourself... it will be more thoughtful..." Suddenly, her tone changed, and she lowered her head dejectedly, "But... I can't grow it. It won't grow..."

He played with the rose in his hand, his brows raised slightly, "So you took a flower and put it in."

Qi Yu raised his head slightly, and glanced at the flower in his hand for a few seconds, "You pulled it out..."

After Lu Jinan was stunned for a moment, a smile appeared on his face.

"Then...excuse me, can I help you put it back in?"

He turned around and said to the medical staff behind him with a smile, "Why didn't you tell him that flowers don't bloom in a day or two."

Everyone said that they had tried to persuade him, but what could they do if he just wouldn't listen?

Qi Yu looked at him with sparkling eyes, his hand grasping his sleeve, "You plucked out... my flowers, you have to... compensate me."

His eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled leisurely, "Didn't you say you would give it to me?"

Qi Yu nodded, "It's not... time yet. If you pull it out, it will be bad."

Lu Jinan chuckled softly, "Okay, I'll compensate you. I'll teach you how to plant another one, and it will definitely grow this time!"

Qi Yu nodded, then pulled his hand and said, "I want to bask in the sun."

“They all said, I can’t, sunbathe…why can’t I….”

Lu Jinan pressed down the curly hair on his head and touched it, "I'll ask them to bring your umbrella over some other day so we can get some sun."

“They don’t need umbrellas.”

Lu Jinan paused, "Your body...can't be exposed to too strong ultraviolet rays, otherwise...you will feel uncomfortable." He showed him how to breathe rapidly.

Qi Yu held his wrist tightly, his expression becoming nervous. "No, don't show it off. Let's...tell a story. I didn't finish the last story."

"What if you fall asleep again in the middle of the conversation?"

Qi Yu turned his head quickly this time and said, "No!" It's not night yet.

The boy was lying on the bed with an IV drip again, while another boy was sitting in front of the bed, holding a picture book and reading slowly.