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When she opened her eyes and saw a handkerchief in her mouth, she casually pulled it out and found it was still wet.
She then touched the corner of her mouth with her hand.
It was wet.
Darn, she had actually drooled.
Mai Xiaomai looked anxiously at Qiao Chutian.
His face was turned towards her, his eyes closed, and his handsome brows were slightly furrowed, giving him a pained expression.
Her heart ached.
She reached out to touch his cheek, but found it burning hot.
Anxiously, she touched his forehead, which was also scalding.
Shocked, she quickly got up and pressed the emergency call button beside the bed.
A nurse came in, checked the situation, and anxiously called for the attending doctor.
"Husband, husband..."
Mai Xiaomai pushed Qiao Chutian's shoulders, trying to wake him and ask about his condition.
But she found him in a state of coma.
She hurriedly massaged his acupoints as an emergency measure.