"Mr. Gu is too polite. There was an urgent matter in Beicheng, and I had to rush back. I didn't make it to the hospital to see you. It seems you were quite seriously injured?" Leng Youchen leaned leisurely on the sofa, responding with ease.
Gu Chengjue beckoned a waiter and asked Leng Youchen, "What would Third Young Master Leng like to drink?"
"Black coffee."
"A black coffee and a mocha, thank you!" Gu Chengjue said, waiting for the waiter to leave before continuing, "The plane was delayed that day. I was in a rush to get to the banquet and ran a red light. I was quite seriously injured and ended up lying in the hospital for two months."
"Urgent matters can wait. Fortunately, your life was not endangered, which is a misfortune turned into a great fortune."
"Third Young Master puts it well. After having skirted around Ghost Gate Pass, I've come to understand that in life, nothing is more significant than death," Gu Chengjue remarked with emotion.