Tsk, His Body Is Quite Good

Dao Xi asked, "So does Mr. Shao need anything else?"

Shao Jingmo said, "Get out."

"Okay." Dao Xi knew his limits and didn't ask any more questions. When he left, he didn't forget to call the attendant out with him. The attendant asked if he still wanted to call the emergency number. Dao Xi shook his head. "Not for a while."

After the two of them left, the guest room instantly fell silent.

Qiao Qiao carefully observed Shao Jingmo's condition. His face was even paler than when she first came in. She didn't know what was wrong with him. She wanted to show some concern, but she felt that she was being nosy.

What if she looked at it from another angle? She did not treat him as her husband or Little Uncle. It was fine to treat him as an ordinary elder and show concern.

Qiao Qiao quickly convinced herself. She stammered, "Are you… feeling unwell?"