In the hospital room, the man lay quietly on the bed in his patient's uniform.
Without his usual indifference and arrogance, he now appeared as weak as a child.
Xue Murong looked at Shen Muchen, who stood at the head of the bed, "When will he wake up?"
She stepped forward, her delicate fingers gently touching his cold, hard brow, seemingly reminiscing about something.
Stabbed twice and suffering from excessive blood loss, if it weren't for Lu Feng's timely arrival, he wouldn't have had a chance at life.
Just thinking about the incident made Xue Murong's body tremble uncontrollably.
"It's uncertain, maybe tomorrow, maybe a few more days," Shen Muchen replied, frowning as he looked at the pale-faced Yu Lingqian lying on the bed.
What sins had the Boss committed to end up here again within just a few days?
And each time, the situation seemed more serious than the last.
If the Yu Family found out, that little rabbit might not be able to save her own life...