บท 697: The Man Lowered His Head to Kiss Her Fingers, His Hoarse Voice Low And Gentle

Mo Jingshen immediately threw the cell phone aside and held Ji Nuan's hand firmly. Then he felt the faint movement of her fingers in his palm.

He hadn't hung up and Atuta's adoptive father's voice rang. "Mr. Control, we can negotiate. Please…"

Mo Jingshen hung up and looked at the woman in bed with her eyes still closed, calling her gently, "Nuan Nuan."

Ji Nuan's finger twitched in his palm again. Although her movement was very faint, she was a thousand times better than she had been the other day when she seemed completely unconscious.

Mo Jingshen immediately sent for Dr. Wendell.