When Henry Gu came out of the bathroom, Blake Lu was busy in the kitchen, pouring out porridge and side dishes.
"I'll do it myself." Henry Gu quickly stepped forward to take the bowl, "Thank you, Mr. Lu."
"Do we need to go to the hospital again?" Blake Lu made way.
"The fever has gone down." Henry Gu spoke with a thick nasal tone, "It's just that I have some difficulty breathing."
Blake Lu pulled out a dining chair himself.
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