Immediately realizing something was wrong with Rong Rong's body, Rong Zheng said decisively: "I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, no! Mom, Mom, I'll blame myself."

Rong Rong's hand tightly grasped Rong Zheng's arm and whispered: "Brother, please."

Rong Zheng's chest rose and fell, but finally he calmly closed the door for Rong Rong.

Rong Rong breathed a huge sigh of relief.

With this release of force, the body had no support, and the whole person could hardly stand firm.

Rong Zheng helped him in time, picked him up and carried him to the bed.

Rong Rong put a hand on his abdomen, but a smile appeared on his lips, "Brother, you should go to the company this afternoon, right? You go and do your business, I don't care. Just lie down and you'll be fine."

Rong Zheng had a look of disapproval on his face, "If you don't go to the doctor when you're sick, how can you just lie down and be fine?"

Because he tried it.

In his previous life, he had stomach problems several times. He just lay in bed and got over it.

Of course, later he gained experience and realized that taking stomach medicine for stomach pain might not be completely effective, so he bought painkillers and kept them at home, and things got much better.

It’s just that if you take too much painkillers, they won’t have much effect afterwards.

"Brother, did you have stomach medicine in your hand when you entered the house just now?"

Rong Zheng: "..."

The eyes are sharp.

A large plate of charred sweet and sour pork ribs was almost eaten by Rong Rong.

Rong Zheng was worried and came to Rong Rong's room to check. Just in case, he also brought the stomach medicine and painkillers at home.

Fortunately, he paid attention and came here.

There is a warm kettle in Rongrong's room.

Rong Zheng poured a cup of hot water, put it on the coffee table, helped Rong Rong get up, poured stomach medicine and painkillers into his hands, fed Rong Rong to take it, and then helped him lie back on the bed.

"If you still haven't recovered after half an hour, I will take you to the hospital."

"Um."

He should agree first and then talk about it. If he insists not to go when the time comes, his brother will not be able to carry him out.

"Brother, don't you need to go to the company this afternoon?"

He had also taken the medicine now, and seeing that Rong Zheng had no intention of leaving at all, Rong Rong felt somewhat uncomfortable.

In his previous life, except when he was a child, the two brothers didn't spend much time alone like this.

"Rest today."

A trace of doubt flashed in Rong Rong's eyes.

Is today the weekend?

During the past few days in the hospital, Rong Rong was so busy sorting out the chaotic memories in his mind that he completely forgot to pay attention to the date.

Rong Rong reached for his phone, but before he could see the date on the screen clearly, Rong Zheng took the phone away, "Don't play with your phone when you are sick, and have a good rest."

"Rong Zheng! Can you stop being so condescending and self-righteous all the time?! It's not your turn to take care of my affairs! Give me back your phone!"

Rong Zheng remembered that they had had an unpleasant incident because he forcibly confiscated Rong Rong's cell phone.

His hand holding the phone froze, and he said a little stiffly: "We can play again when you feel better."

Rong Rong shook his head and said with a smile, with a flash of narrowness in his eyes, "I didn't want to play, I just wanted to check the date to know if someone was absent from work today."

Rong Zheng carefully observed the expression on Rong Rong's face and saw that his lips were still a little pale, but his smile didn't look fake. Only then did he confirm that his younger brother was not unhappy because he had confiscated his cell phone just now.

Rong Zheng said quietly: "I'm not absent from work. I'm the boss, I can take a break whenever I want."

This sounds quite domineering...

Rong Rong blinked, "If I remember correctly, dad is the boss, right? I seem to be just working for dad?"

It is true that Rong Zheng had founded his own company before, but because Rong Weishan was in poor health the year before last and had been hospitalized for surgery, and his health was not as good as before, Rong Zheng had to take over the responsibility from Rong Weishan.

It is true that Rong Zheng has full authority over Rongshi Group, but the legal representative is still Rong Weishan.

In essence, Rong Zheng is indeed working for his old father Rong Weishan.

Rong Zheng: "..."

Rong Zheng was confused, "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore?"

Rongrong smiled, "It hurts."

If there is no pain or dizziness, it is just a trivial matter.

Rong Zheng noticed that Rong Rong kept his hand on his stomach when he spoke, but Rong Rong's relaxed tone made it easy for people to ignore that he was enduring unbearable pain at this moment.

Rong Zheng pursed his lips slightly.

When did my little brother become so tolerant of pain?

After all, what happened to the little brother that he and his parents didn't know about?

Or did he and his parents neglect his little brother too much before? Did they know too little about his little brother?

I don't know if it was the stomach medicine that worked, the painkillers that worked, or maybe it was just because I was discharged from the hospital today, I was a little tired, and Rong Rong's eyelids were a little heavy.

"Brother, I'm a little sleepy."

"Go to sleep when you're tired."

"and you……"

Rong Rong thought he had reminded her tactfully enough. He was about to go to bed. Wouldn't it be better for his brother to go out?

"I'll sit in your room for a while and make sure you don't feel uncomfortable before going out."
Chapter completed!