Ling Chuxia watched as Shi Che's face suddenly changed, and a sense of foreboding surged inside her. She couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" After a thought, her eyes widened slightly. "Is it Madam…?"
The sound of Ling Chuxia's voice snapped Shi Che back to reality. His dark eyes grew intense as he nodded and said with an unusually heavy voice, "Yes, Mom fainted all of a sudden, and she's in a critical condition now…"
"Then… then, Che, we, we should hurry to the hospital!" Ling Chuxia's face also turned pale with fright.
Her body had not yet fully recovered, and now, as her complexion turned pale, her entire figure seemed even more fragile, her slight frame swaying as if it would collapse with the slightest breeze.
Shi Che steadied himself, his black eyes concealing the panic, leaving only his usual deep solemnity. He looked at Ling Chuxia and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to go."
