Chapter 1059
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But she knew that it was just an extravagant hope.
Mo Chen, on the other hand, stood outside the window with his back against the cold wall. Listening to her gentle and melodious singing, his heart throbbed in pain.
He used to think that he could grow old with her.
Suddenly, he had a headache.
The pain spread through his limbs, as if his body was about to split open. It was so painful that he almost lost his mind.
But he endured it and didn't make a sound throughout.
His forehead and body were covered with layers and layers of cold sweat in the winter night.
Weiwei cried at the end of the song.
Mochen fainted for the first time.
Mohan was watching from the balcony next door.
His expression changed when he saw his brother's body fall to the ground.
Weiwei heard it too. She looked out the window. "What's that sound?"
She got up and opened the window.
Mohan was outside the window.
He said apologetically, "Your Highness, I'm sorry to have disturbed you."
Weiwei was speechless.
She frowned.
Mohan didn't explain further and left quickly.
Weiwei stood in front of the window and was stunned for a long time. She had a strange feeling, as if there was a familiar smell in the air.
But she didn't know what was familiar.
Was it because she saw Mohan in the middle of the night when she was thinking of him?
She had to admit that Mohan's features were very similar to his. When she saw Mohan, she would always think of him.
Mohan contacted Doctor White.
Doctor White went over quickly and personally checked on Mochen.
He shook his head. "There's no other way. We can only wait for Mo Shao to wake up on his own."
Mohan looked at Doctor White. "Doctor White, don't say anything about the President."
Doctor White was speechless.
He seemed to be the President's man!
But this was a special situation. He nodded.
Out of curiosity, he drew a tube of blood for further research. He looked at Mohan. "Second Young Master, do you know the exact situation of Mo Shao's condition?"
Mohan shook his head. "I don't know. He never mentioned it to me."
Doctor White was speechless.
He didn't say anything and glanced at Mo Chen.
She was much thinner than before.
He did not leave. He sat on the side and observed.
After two whole hours, Mochen was covered in cold and hot sweat before he woke up.
Mochen's eyes flashed when he saw Doctor White. "She …"
Mohan looked at him and knew what he was worried about. He said calmly, "She doesn't know anything."
Mochen asked, "Where's Little Pomelo?"
Mohan said softly, "He didn't come over, he should be sleeping soundly."
Mo Chen heaved a sigh of relief. It made sense.
It was already past midnight. When she sang just now, her voice was very soft. It was not enough to wake up Little Pomelo. Obviously, she was worried about her.
However, he heard every single word clearly!
He remembered the night before he took action.
That was the last time they spoke!
He wanted to hear that song, and she sang it to him.
It was probably because her voice was really kissed by an angel. Everything she sang was so good that it could not be stopped.
Mohan looked at Doctor White. "Doctor White, can you check on him? How is he now?"
Doctor White examined him and looked at Xiang Mochen. "Is he unable to move his arm?"
Mochen did not make a sound.
He lay there without moving. It was not only because he could not move his arm, but also because he could not control his legs.
After half an hour, he regained control of his major organs.
He sat up.
Doctor White looked at Mochen and sighed.
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