He took a nap and dreamt of Jiang Feng, his best friend.
Reminded of Jiang Feng's dreams, he realized that as a president now he had helped to fulfill them...
The next morning, Mo Sichen looked pale, yet still forced himself to attend a meeting.
Indeed, everyone needs faith!
It's never a physical illness that brings you down, but the inner demons.
Once he gathered his objectives, he could be the person he was before.
Si Yang was still worried about him, "Sir, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." he seemed calm, pressing down all the discomfort.
Xia Yunsheng had just woken up, she called Si Yang. Hearing that Mo Sichen had already gone to a meeting, she was elated, "Really? Is he alright now?"
"It seems he's much better."
"That's good."
"All thanks to Sheng!" Xia Yunsheng had been taking great care of Mo Sichen these days. It must be why he was improving.