Feeling the warmth coming from under my hand, although it was scalding hot, I couldn't stop shivering.
So, he was conscious from the beginning, coldly observing everything that everyone did, and when the doctor pinched me, he didn't stand up.
When Master Zhao stepped on my ankle, he didn't come out either. He heard all the commotion but remained indifferent until he received the news from Lin Hao.
If Lin Hao hadn't sent the message so quickly, I might've lost my life, and he would've still pretended to be in a coma lying there.
"Mr. Cheng, you really are a shrewd businessman," I blurted out unexpectedly, noticing the confusion in his eyes. I immediately averted my gaze, "I'm hungry, going downstairs to eat."
I lifted the covers and barely touched the floor with my feet when suddenly I felt light. His long arm scooped me up, holding me close, "Your leg is injured, I'll carry you down."
