Cheng Lu quickly scanned the room where Lin Youyou was staying, which was empty and devoid of anything.
"I heard you're not feeling well, let me accompany you to the hospital to have a look."
But Lin Youyou shook her head, "No need, I'm fine."
To complete his mission, Cheng Lu then lied.
"Director Zhou heard you were sick and is very worried. He specially instructed me to rush over and take you to the hospital for treatment. Miss Lin, you've helped Director Zhou a lot this time, and he is very grateful to you."
"Really?"
A glimmer of light flashed in Lin Youyou's eyes but quickly extinguished.
"I really don't have a problem, it's nothing serious."
Cheng Lu looked at his watch; taking Lin Youyou to the hospital in the middle of the night was indeed inappropriate.
So, he came up with a brilliant idea on the spot.
"Fine, then you rest early. If you still feel unwell tomorrow, we'll go to the hospital."
He returned to his room and roughly reported the situation to Zhou Jin'an.