Wen Ran suddenly lifted her lowered head.
Before her eyes, the man's refined features, with deep, dark eyes that were unlike his usual cold and indifferent demeanor, were hot and earnest. As she looked into his eyes, an inexplicable softness welled up in her heart.
"Mo Xiuchen has always despised women, so I'm not sure about the effects of the treatment. Perhaps, you could cure his ailment!" Gu Kai's conversation with her from that day suddenly sprung to mind. Her small face instantly flushed and her heartbeat hurriedly pounded.
"Wen Ran!"
The man's mesmerizing voice echoed in her ears. Though deep, it possessed an undeniable dominance, giving her no room to evade.
She blinked in daze, then spoke gently, "I still need to go to the hospital to talk to my brother."
"About what?"
Mo Xiuchen queried, his eyes intently fixed on hers.
