Although Lu Yunzhou didn't think he had any psychological issues, such problems often develop insidiously, and he might not even be aware of them himself.
If getting out more could lift his spirits, it was indeed a good suggestion.
Staying in the sanatorium all the time, he sometimes felt stifled himself.
But his family members all had their own lives; it was impossible for someone to be with him 24/7.
"I'm just offering a suggestion. Whether you go or not is up to you. You can refuse if you don't want to."
With that, Yun Zijin picked up a silver needle and inserted it swiftly, instantly breaking Lu Yunzhou's train of thought.
As pain shot through his leg, veins bulged on Lu Yunzhou's forehead. However, having experienced this kind of agony several times now, he had better control over his expression than before.
Lu Yunque wandered around the sanatorium, carefully calculating the time, planning to return to Lu Yunzhou's room at just the right moment.
