A tremendous clap of thunder exploded in the night sky—
A brief scream emanated from upstairs.
Mo Shiche abruptly opened his eyes and almost instantly sat up, still in a drunken state, yet he quickly made his way upstairs.
He hugged her tightly; his bleary eyes half-closed, yet instinctively he bent down to kiss her even closer, "Stop crying, it's just thunder, nothing to be scared of, I'm here with you..." The living room fell silent once more.
Mo Shiche stood still, staring absently at the empty doorway, until the hesitant voice of He Ya sounded from behind him, "President Mo... we should go to the hospital now. Young Master Mu and Doctor Mike have already arrived."
Mo Shiche seemed still lost in a moment when he was talking face-to-face with Luo Qiangwei, taking a while before snapping back to reality. His eyes dropped, his throat moving awkwardly as he swallowed, replying in a very low voice, "Mhm."
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