Chapter 927 — Parting Instructions
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
"What? Boss, you're leaving? Why would you leave?" Lai Pangzi jumped up from the sofa. He had thought Wei Zhao had summoned him this time to discuss matters concerning the new product launch early next month—never had he imagined it would be to say goodbye.
"Mm. I was injured, and my martial arts are entirely gone. I have too many enemies here..." Wei Zhao gave Guan Xuewen, Lai Pangzi, and Kang Xiaofeng a rough account of his situation.
Guan Xin had just been brewing tea for them. She was carrying the tea tray in when she heard Wei Zhao say he was leaving. She froze, stopping short, and even the tray slid uncontrollably from her hands, crashing to the floor. The teacups shattered into pieces, spilling tea water everywhere.
"Ah... I'm sorry..." Only then did Guan Xin realize she had lost her composure. She hurriedly bent down to pick up the broken pieces, but in her heart there was a profound sense of loss. Wei Zhao was leaving? Why so soon?
Between the two of them... before it had even begun, was it already coming to an end?
For a moment, Guan Xin's mind went blank, her heart a tangle of confusion. A shard on the floor cut her hand—slim and fair as a lotus root—and blood immediately welled up. The pain brought her back to her senses.
"Xinxin, are you all right? How could you be so careless?" Seeing his granddaughter's hand bleeding, Guan Xuewen asked, alarmed.
"It's nothing—just a scratch. I accidentally touched the shards..." Guan Xin said, a little embarrassed.
Having dressed other people's wounds every day, Guan Xin was not squeamish about blood. Seeing herself bleed, she paid it no mind and simply intended to bandage it herself.
"Lai Pangzi, give her a bottle of the wound medicine. You brought quite a few samples today, didn't you?" Wei Zhao said to Lai Pangzi.
"Yes, Boss..." With the thought of Wei Zhao leaving weighing on his heart, Lai Pangzi's face twisted with immense sorrow. The more he brooded, the more grieved he became, until finally his tears could no longer be held back, and he actually burst into loud sobs.
"What? Lai Pangzi, you..." Wei Zhao was both amused and exasperated by his reaction. "Guan Xin cut her hand. What are you crying for?"
"I'm heartbroken! Boss, are you really leaving?" Wiping away his tears, Lai Pangzi went to fetch the wound medicine for Guan Xin. He still had to heed Wei Zhao's words—no matter how grieved he was, finding the medicine came first.
Lai Pangzi had thought Wei Zhao had summoned him this time to discuss the new product launch early next month, which was why he had specially brought along some samples of the wound medicine. At this moment, they came in handy after all.
"It's not like I'm never coming back. I'm only going into hiding—once my martial arts have recovered, I'll return!" Wei Zhao said. "This won't affect your pharmaceutical company."
"Boss! But I won't be able to see you anymore! My life is going to turn all dark and boring!" Handing the wound medicine to Guan Xin with a stricken heart, Lai Pangzi then waddled over to Wei Zhao in utter dejection, his big hips swaying: "I don't want you to leave! Boss, don't abandon me! Wah wah wah..."