He actually wasn't in that much pain.
It wasn't like the initial agony, where day and night felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.
What replaced it was a numb sensation.
Occasionally, it stung like a needle prick.
Other times, he just felt numb.
It was just that the recurring feeling was somewhat tormenting.
These days, he had turned off his phone.
He was cut off from all external information.
Having managed the company for so many years, he had never been as lax as he was now.
He seemed to have devoted most of his life's energy to the company, to that ever-expanding business empire.
Yet, from some point on, Gu Qichen suddenly felt that everything in life seemed to become meaningless.
For the first time, he wanted to hide away, to not see anyone, not to talk, to want nothing.
Peace Hall was like an otherworldly paradise.
The people here were very simple.
In front was the large pharmacy, but the backyard was another world altogether.
