Yu Chen couldn't help but feel aggrieved on behalf of Yu Siqiao, and said, "Mr. Mo, Young Master Yu has been guarding Princess Mo the whole time and hasn't rested yet. Yesterday..."
"Sorry," Yu Siqiao interrupted Yu Chen, his throat tightening.
Grandpa Mo knew he had been too harsh and sighed lightly, "I'm sorry, Si Qiao. I've been too worried. You've had a hard time these past few days."
Yu Siqiao's Adam's apple tightened even more. He fell silent for a few seconds before speaking, "She will wake up soon. You should take care of your health first. Otherwise, when she wakes up, she will be heartbroken."
Grandpa Mo was moved to sorrow upon hearing this.
Just as Mo Shu was heartbroken for him, Mr. Mo's only granddaughter suddenly collapsed without warning, and no one could bear it.
Grandpa Mo sighed deeply again, "You've worked hard. Go on with your tasks."
Yu Siqiao nodded and quickly left.
