While speaking, he took away the diagnosis results from Lin Chu's hand, and naturally held her hand, pulling her up to stand.
Lu Huai'an always had this calm demeanor, even in times of chaos, maintaining an almost unnerving calmness.
Like a pine tree standing in the depths of winter, its trunk covered in white frost, even its branches adorned with icicles.
Lin Chu quietly watched him, without much emotion on her face.
She spoke lightly, "You knew all along?"
Lu Huai'an held her hand with a gentle strength, yet it was an assertive gesture.
His sharply defined features were calm as ever, but his dark eyes were a little dimmer than usual, "I didn't know."
Lin Chu was just asking casually, without any intention of pursuing the matter further.
Whether his answer was true or false didn't really matter.
Dying from illness or jumping to death, the result is the same, but they are different concepts.
