"Julian, Young Master Julian..." That aged and slightly anxious cry broke the surrounding silence without warning, like a sharp sword piercing through layers of mist. It made Fangsheng, who had been immersed in a dream, start as if electrocuted, instantly sitting bolt upright on the bed.
With some effort, he forced open his slightly sore eyes, and his vision gradually cleared. The first thing that came into view was Armand’s worried face, his brow furrowed and his gaze full of concern.
Seeing Fangsheng wake up, instead of relaxing, Armand’s tense expression grew even more grave and worried. He stared intently at Fangsheng, asking urgently, full of anxiety: "Young Master Julian, how is your physical condition? Do you feel any discomfort?"
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