The more Chen Rou interacted with Nie Zhao, the more unfathomable she found him.
It had already been two days since he had dealt with Liang Lisheng and had Mei Lu locked up. As a patient who could not yet stomach much food, he had subsisted entirely on sips of ginseng soup brewed at home, spending the rest of the time drifting in and out of a heavy, drug-induced sleep.
Because he had refused to wake up, the doctors had grown increasingly anxious, fearing some adverse change in his head injury. They had even discussed bringing in medical equipment first thing tomorrow morning to run a detailed scan and check whether his condition had deteriorated.
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