After closing the door and looking at herself in the mirror in front of the sink, Luo Xiaoqian's palms were already covered in cold sweat.
Without any further hesitation, she quickly washed her face, used concealer and foundation to carefully treat the hickeys on her neck that might be exposed, and then went to the changing room to find a tightly wrapped set.
He put on some solid clothes, checked in the mirror to make sure there were no flaws, and then walked downstairs.
In the restaurant, Locke was already sitting on a chair waiting for her. When Luo Xiaoqian walked in, the maid just brought over the breakfast prepared by Leng Zimo for her.
Looking at the breakfast on the plate, Luo Xiaoqian felt a little unappetite for the first time.
Of course it wasn't about breakfast, it was just that she was a little worried about this trip to Rome.
Before, this was what she expected.
But now, this suddenly became a headache for her.
"What's wrong?" Locke looked at her waning expression, "Breakfast doesn't suit your appetite?"
"Ah, no..." Luo Xiaoqian raised her face, "I... feel a little uncomfortable..."
She tried hard to find an excuse to give up the trip.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Locke stood up worriedly, walked up to her, stretched out his palm to touch her forehead, "What's wrong with you..."
Luo Xiaoqian let go of his palm and raised her hand to rub her temples, "I have a little... headache..."
"Have a headache?" Locke frowned and looked at her "painful" look, and his heart was filled with concern, "Call the doctor!"
Hearing his voice outside, Leng Zimo in the kitchen also felt worried. He immediately took out the soup and put it on the table. He looked at Luo Xiaoqian carefully.
The doctor hurried in, and the maid came in too.
Arriving in front of Luo Xiaoqian, the doctor briefly asked Luo Xiaoqian some information, and then performed some preliminary examinations on her, but found nothing unusual.
"Ma'am, do you have any other discomforts?"
"Nothing else, I just have a headache." She glanced at Leng Zimo who was standing aside, and then stood up from the chair, "It's nothing, I... just lie down and get some sleep."
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"How about that?"
Locke raised his hand to hold her arm and looked sideways at the doctor aside.
Luo Xiaoqian was pretending to be ill, so the doctor naturally couldn't see any clues. Seeing Locke looking over inquiringly, he frowned slightly and shook his head gently, "The headache can be big or small. To be on the safe side, madam, it's better to go to the hospital in the city.
Check it out?"
Go to the hospital?
Luo Xiaoqian immediately waved her hand, "No, no, I just have a headache. It's okay..."
Locke had already ordered, "Prepare the plane, contact the doctors at XX Hospital, and we will fly there immediately."
"Locke, it's really unnecessary." Luo Xiaoqian was filled with helplessness. She originally wanted to escape from the so-called world of two people with him, but now she had to go to the hospital. But she had no choice but to start the play and could only follow the script.
Next show.
Locke hugged her comfortingly and patted her shoulder, "Let's go check it out. I don't want anything to happen to your body."
With her head pressed on his shoulders, Luo Xiaoqian raised her eyes and could just see Leng Zimo standing behind Locke.
At this moment, Leng Zimo's eyebrows were also frowning.
During the time he was hypnotized by Dr. Yin, he also had headaches, and later he was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Leng Zimo was also very taboo about headaches. Now that Luo Xiaoqian said she had a headache, he would be more worried than Locke.
, it was just that it was difficult to reveal his identity, but those facial features had already betrayed his heart.
