Cheng Yanzhi looked at her sleeping, his gaze slowly moved to the documents in front of her, some of which were related to heart disease... She was helping Mo Sichen find a suitable heart.
Cheng Yanzhi looked at this scene and couldn't help but laugh softly. She's really putting in effort for Mo Sichen!
He darkened his eyes, glanced at her, and draped a coat over her.
Even if she made him so angry he could spit blood, he was still afraid she'd catch a cold.
Cheng Yanzhi sat down beside her and opened her laptop...
Her laptop had a password, but it was his birthday, so he could easily unlock it.
Cheng Yanzhi watched for a while, noticing she talked most with a few doctors, particularly concerned about Mo Sichen's condition, always hoping to find some hope...
He closed the chat window, helped her handle some work tasks, and cleared some of the files on the desk...
Imitating her signature was the easiest thing for him; anything she could do, he could do for her.
