"On the seventh floor, the hospital arranged an ICU room for him, and I went up to check; there were four guards."

"Let's go take a look!"

Led by Sun Donghao, the two took the elevator straight up to the seventh floor of the hospital wing. Stepping into the corridor, they indeed saw two people guarding the door of the room at the very end, with two others chatting idly by the window not far away.

"He must be seriously injured, otherwise why put him in the ICU?" Sun Donghao remarked with schadenfreude.

"Not necessarily." Wang Zhuo guided him to a rest chair in the corridor, shook his head, and smiled, "The walls of the ICU are glass, so they can monitor him without worrying about him escaping. Besides, being on the seventh floor adds another layer of security."

"Could that kid jump off the building and commit suicide?" Sun Donghao maliciously speculated.

"Old Luo might," Wang Zhuo scoffed, "but he certainly won't. Never mind the situation is still unclear, even if his father were executed, he wouldn't kill himself; he hasn't enjoyed the good life enough yet."

Sun Donghao was suddenly struck by sorrow, saying pitifully, "I haven't enjoyed it enough either. Boss, you absolutely must not abandon me."

Wang Zhuo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, so he just patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Relax, your illness is on me. If it can't be cured, I have a way to arrange a blissful life for you."

"No, no, don't," Sun Donghao quickly said, "Just cure me, I can endure it for ten years, I don't want that blissful life you speak of, I just want to be a healthy person."

Wang Zhuo gave a dry laugh and nodded, thinking to himself, You think too little of me. If it takes ten years to conquer this problem, how can my X-ray vision make a living?

He pointed toward the direction of the ward and smiled, "Wait while I think... let's find a way for us to get in and see him."

Sun Donghao immediately nodded, his small eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses darting around, also contemplating a method.

While Sun Donghao's attention was diverted, Wang Zhuo's X-ray vision effortlessly pierced through the row of rooms down the corridor, peering into Luo Kelong's chamber.

Luo Kelong, admitted only yesterday morning, already looked utterly haggard now. On one hand, he was filled with trepidation and anxiety; on the other, he had to endure the dual agony of his injury to his lower Zhongtui and the wound on his foot. He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep—and having lost contact with the outside world, even the nurses coming in to change his dressing were under strict surveillance; not a scrap of paper could be brought in.

Just then, the pain in his Zhongtui started throbbing again. Although the doctor said the surgery was very successful, when the nurse changed the dressing that morning, Luo Kelong saw that the area was already swollen like a sausage. Furthermore, because the doctor who performed the surgery knew Xie Song, he had been requested by the four 'watchdogs' to be replaced by the hospital. The new doctor just glanced at the injury this morning and gave the nurse a flat instruction: "Normal dressing change"—then left expressionlessly.

Luo Kelong strongly suspected that this doctor had been sent by his enemies! His goal was to delay his treatment and turn him into an old bachelor!

Wang Zhuo used his X-ray vision to circle Luo Kelong’s body, barely suppressing a grin, examining his Xiaotui, which was wrapped up like a mummy.

Poor Young Master Luo, he had undergone a circumcision in middle school—that was his first experience with being "shaved." Yesterday was the second time he enjoyed this treatment, but because they were rushing for surgery, it wasn't shaved very cleanly; many areas still had stubble or overlooked patches.

Seeing the thing swollen like a sausage, Wang Zhuo’s body quivered slightly, feeling a mixture of amusement and exasperation. The origin of the burn wound was relatively easy to guess; perhaps the fellow had been near a thermos of boiling water when he heard the news of his parents being placed under investigation (Shuangguī), lost control, and knocked the water over, causing the burn. But the shallow yet significant gash in the middle of his Xiaotui was truly hard to fathom!

Wang Zhuo had seen severe injuries, but this was the first time he saw anyone as miserable as Luo Kelong: a medium-sized burn on his right foot, his left foot also slightly affected, and this kind of injury to his Zhongtui. Moreover, the recovery seemed poor. If the wound inflammation hadn't worsened, how could it swell up like this?

Curiously looking deeper with his X-ray vision, Wang Zhuo confirmed his suspicion: purulent fluid had accumulated inside. Clearly, the operating doctor, considering aesthetics to help Young Master Luo recover his original appearance better, had stitched the wound very finely. However, he hadn't followed up with necessary aftercare; at least an aspiration should have been done this morning.

Wasn't this medical malpractice?!

But despite the malpractice, Wang Zhuo was rather pleased to see this situation, though he felt some sympathy for other patients treated by that quack doctor; having encountered such a half-baked physician, they could only pray for themselves!

Before withdrawing his X-ray vision, Wang Zhuo noticed that Luo Kelong’s Xiaotui had accumulated a considerable amount of urine. He couldn't help but grin with malicious pleasure. Luo Kelong’s condition wasn't yet severe enough to require a catheter, so one could imagine how painful it would be when he tried to relieve himself using that "water pipe" swollen like a sausage.

Awesome, so awesome! Wang Zhuo felt as delighted as if he had just eaten a Ginseng Fruit. Seeing the formerly arrogant Young Master Luo looking so wretched was truly a pleasant event!

How pleasant? Well, slightly less pleasant than the first time he was intimate with Yang Ru, but not by much!

While smugly crossing his legs and shaking them, a nurse pushing a medical cart passed by, suddenly stopped, and the sound of the cart abruptly ceased.

Wang Zhuo instinctively looked up and his eyes lit up. This nurse was none other than Zhou Huaian’s old flame from back then, the tall beauty from the Nursing College, Xiao Xue!

Evidently, Xiao Xue also recognized Wang Zhuo, which caused her to halt. Seeing such an important figure as Wang Zhuo suddenly appear in her workplace, she was both surprised and delighted. However, being more composed, she didn't blurt out Wang Zhuo's name.

"You work here?" Wang Zhuo stood up and asked with a smile.

Xiao Xue nodded, "Yes. Why are you here? Visiting a patient?"

Glancing at her name tag, Wang Zhuo realized her name was Lu Xue. He said, "I'm here to see someone, I'll be leaving shortly."

"It's quite unexpected to run into a big shot like you," Xiao Xue smiled. "Which room is the patient in? It might just be the one I'm responsible for." Wang Zhuo genuinely didn't know how to answer this question. If he told her the patient was Luo Kelong, leading to Luo Kelong receiving ill treatment, wouldn't that be shooting himself in the foot?

An idea struck him. Wang Zhuo glanced at the items on the medical cart. Anyone familiar with the inpatient department knew that patient medications were prepared at the nursing station, then the room number, bed number, and patient's name were written on the bottle to prevent errors. Wang Zhuo, being a doctor in his internship period, certainly understood this.

With that glance, he gained an unexpected surprise: the only intravenous drip set on the cart happened to belong to Luo Kelong!

Wang Zhuo immediately grinned, "The patient you're responsible for is named Luo Kelong?"

"Yes. Is he your friend?" Lu Xue sounded slightly surprised.

"No, I have some friction with him," Wang Zhuo chuckled, then said, "I won't delay your work; you go ahead."

Lu Xue pondered for a moment, nodded in agreement, and pushed the cart quickly away.

"Leader, who is she? She’s quite pretty," Sun Donghao chuckled softly, "And tall, a veritable Amazonian."

"Zhou Huaian's ex-girlfriend," Wang Zhuo replied irritably. "If you're interested, ask Zhou Huaian for her phone number yourself."

While they were talking, Lu Xue had pushed the cart to the door of Luo Kelong’s room. The two guards inspected her carefully, even glancing over towards Wang Zhuo, with whom she had just conversed for a moment, before allowing her inside.

Hearing that this patient under supervision had a history with Wang Zhuo, Lu Xue began to scheme. She knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If she could make a good impression on Wang Zhuo, then her boyfriend’s job prospects would be secured!

For girls from the Nursing College, the most ideal prospect was marrying a doctor; as a fallback, marrying a lab technician or an anesthesiologist wouldn't be bad. Lu Xue and Zhou Huaian had only been together briefly. Although Zhou Huaian’s family owned a dental practice, making him definitely a desirable catch, Lu Xue’s family background wasn't lacking either. Thus, after they realized their personalities clashed, Lu Xue did not compromise her standards but amicably parted ways with Zhou Huaian.

Later, Lu Xue dated a few more times and finally connected with a graduate student majoring in pharmacy. However, while Lu Xue’s family could arrange a good job for her as an ICU nurse in a secondary-level hospital, they couldn't secure anything better for her boyfriend. Her graduate student was from a rural area in another province, and his family had no means to arrange employment for him, so he was currently working in a small clinic relying only on his medical license.

Working in the medical field, Lu Xue was acutely aware of how formidable Wang Zhuo was in this domain. She hadn't previously expected to gain any advantage from him, but now that the opportunity was presented, she couldn't help but be motivated. If she could handle this well enough for Wang Zhuo to owe her a favor, and then let her boyfriend leverage this opportunity to find a job at the Wangchao Group, then today would be a major success!

With these thoughts in mind, Lu Xue entered Luo Kelong’s room, unaware that the bespectacled man who accompanied Wang Zhuo was currently fantasizing about her, all while being vexed by his own unspeakable ailment.

"Hey, Rat-Puss, can't your mind think about anything else?" Wang Zhuo scolded Sun Donghao irritably. "So what if Sima Qian was castrated? He still managed to write the Records of the Grand Historian! Zheng He lost his manhood at ten, never tasting a woman in his life, yet later he was granted an imperial surname and titled the Earl of Loyalty and Filial Piety, known as the Imperial Uncle. But you? Look at the trouble you've caused, yet your mind is still stuck on that thing between your legs! Are you trying to become Zhou Huaian's Lianjin again?"

The term "Lianjin" (interlocking lapels) refers to the mutual address between two men who married sisters—"brothers are like limbs, wives are like clothes." Since the two men married sisters, they are called Lianjin. However, in common vulgar slang, Lianjin has another meaning: two men having had that kind of physical relationship with the same woman, humorously termed "wearing the same piece of clothing," hence also considered "Lianjin."