"It's hard to say. I just took blood and need to do a few more tests." The doctor was very calm. "The family can continue to take good care of the patient. Nothing serious will happen."

Not long after, the doctor left with his assistant and nurse.

Qiao Muyuan was eating the breakfast Sister Cui had left for her, feeling anxious. Why hadn't he woke up yet?

Lewis came here in the morning. He was surprised when he saw Qiao Muyuan. Why is this little girl here? When did she come?

But Lewis didn't ask any more questions. He was very anxious when he saw that the president hadn't woken up yet. There were many things in the group that couldn't be delayed for a moment, and they were all waiting for the president's decision.

Lewis didn't stay long and left after about twenty minutes.

"Sister Cui, do you know about Tong Qian? Has she come to see him?" The little girl hesitated.

Sister Cui is someone who has been here before. She understands and says truthfully: "Mr. Ji has no contact with her. We will never let her know about Mr. Ji's affairs. This is also Mr. Ji's order."

"Is that so?" She clearly heard Tong Qian's voice that day in Bincheng.

Ji Changmu didn't explain it to her either.

Sister Cui didn't say much. She knew in her heart what Qiao Muyuan was thinking. Of course, it was the things that every young girl in love would think about.

Qiao Muyuan is only twenty years old. Maybe this is her first time in love?

It's just that it's really unfair to fall in love with their Mr. Ji. Mr. Ji is too busy.

Qiao Muyuan packed her suitcase after breakfast: "Sister Cui, I have to go back first and I'll be back soon. If anything happens, just call me."

"Okay, do you want to eat taro rock sugar milk balls today?"

"I won't eat today. When brother Ji wakes up, I want him to eat with me."

Sister Cui smiled.

It's good to be young.

The snow in New York has stopped, and everything is white. The soft golden sunlight shines on the white snow, reflecting dazzling light.

After Qiao Muyuan returned to his home, Tao Wenxing had already received a call from the capital, saying that the eldest lady was back.

Qiao Muyuan had already made up a complete lie. Her friend was critically ill and she went directly to the hospital before she could come back yesterday. Now she has time to go home.

The people in the capital didn't ask much, and neither did Tao Wenxing.

The little girl entered her room and felt a sense of peace that she had not seen for a long time.

But An Ning was not at ease. She put down her luggage and immediately returned to the hospital. Even Sister Cui lamented how quickly she came back.

Qiao Muyuan walked to the inner room alone to accompany Ji Changmu. She leaned on his neck, wrapped her little hands around his neck, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Ji..."

Thousands of words were spoken, but only one whisper remained.

His body smelled faintly of medicine and oud, and there were a lot of green stubble on his chin, which made Qiao Muyuan itch.

She hugged him and didn't want to let go.

But Ji Changmu didn't wake up, and his high fever didn't go away.

Two days passed in a row.

Qiao Muyuan sat listlessly in front of the window and looked at the tall buildings outside.

The early morning wind blew through the glass curtain wall of the office building, and white doves of peace flew over the church in the distance. There was a constant flow of traffic and a huge crowd of people.

The doctor was making rounds, Sister Cui was cleaning the room, and Qiao Muyuan took out the drawing board to draw a design draft.

As she was drawing, the pen in her hand lost control and began to scribble. She drew a manor with roses, fences, vineyards, and cheerful border shepherds... Ji Changmu took her to the manor.
Chapter completed!