This woman was like a calamity in his life, arousing a covetous desire in his heart. Every time he thought of her, it was a form of torture.
Yet, he was none other than Mr. President, high and mighty, who could not allow anyone to see his disgrace, including Cheng Qingyan, who has always believed that he was in good health.
When Xia Yunsheng heard what the doctor said, she couldn't help but take a second glance at Mo Sichen and noticed that in the morning light, he looked particularly haggard with scarcely any color on his lips.
She glanced at him and was startled.
She clearly remembered...
That wasn't how he looked when she was at the Presidential Palace.
Xia Yunsheng was about to leave when she heard Mo Sichen call her name, "Sheng."
She walked in and looked at him, "What is it?"
Upon looking at him up close, she felt inexplicably sad.
"Are you awake?" He gazed at her, eyes full of concern.
Ironically, he needed care himself, yet he was concerned about her.
