Mo Nanze swayed as he stood up, looking into Luo Xueshu's red, bloodshot eyes, gratitude shining through.
He spoke, his voice hoarse, "Xueshu, thank you for being so busy these days..."
"Call the caregiver to stay with me; I'm going to rest."
After speaking, he dragged his feet lethargically towards the caregiver's room.
Luo Xueshu, overwhelmed with emotion, wept and shouted at his retreating figure, "Go and rest! It doesn't matter how long you sleep! I will watch over it myself!"
Mo Nanze no longer had the extra strength to turn back and thank Luo Xueshu.
His body had reached its limit.
These past few days, he had released all his emotions.
Mo Nanze regained his rationality.
He knew all his efforts were in vain, he couldn't continue to waste away like this.
If...if Lu Yinfeng really never woke up, he would have to take good care of Little Dewdrop.
She was a child obtained in exchange for her life...