Tong Mo thought that since the exam was already missed, she might as well go into the ward to see Uncle Duck.
Gently pushing the door open, Tong Mo saw the once haughty man now lying on the hospital bed with a pale face.
His brow was deeply furrowed, seemingly in great pain.
"Uncle, tell me, how did you end up in such a sorry state?" Tong Mo couldn't help sighing, shaking her head before lifting her hand to smooth out the furrow between his eyebrows.
The girl's fingertips were unbelievably soft, and Li Zijue seemed to feel something, his handsome face no longer twisted with pain as before.
"Young Master!" At this moment, a man dressed in a suit rushed in.
"You're... his driver?" Tong Mo narrowed her eyes, recognizing the man.
In fact, to be precise, this man was Li Zijue's driver.
"I am." Secretary Chen nodded, while speaking, he approached Li Zijue.
