On the other side.
Gong Beiyao finally woke up after being in a coma for several hours.
Seeing him open his eyes, the butler immediately beamed with joy, "Young Master, you've finally woken up? How do you feel? Does your stomach still hurt? Please, eat something first."
Gong Beiyao's memory lingered on the scene of Ten Miles of Red Makeup, where Sheng Qianxia declared war on him and walked away without glancing back with Zheng Huainan.
His face was grim.
His heart felt as if it were being sliced by knives.
Excruciating pain.
Seeing his expression, the butler quickly said, "Young Master? What's wrong? Why does your face look so terrible? I'll go call the doctor immediately!"
"Has anyone come to see me?" Gong Beiyao furrowed his brows and asked.
"Yes!" the butler replied, "Master Beitang checked on your condition immediately. He said you must eat your meals on time. I've already had someone prepare a meal, you must eat something no matter what..."
