Fu Nancheng furrowed his brow slightly, not speaking.
"I've checked other injuries on his body, and there's nothing fatal. For now, I can't tell what caused his coma," Qin Zhaoran spoke softly.
Fu Nancheng was slightly shocked, not expecting even Qin Zhaoran couldn't see through it.
"However, I suspect that he ingested or was injected with something, which led to his coma. I've already sent someone to test it, and the results should be out in about an hour."
"Are you saying he was drugged?" Fu Nancheng narrowed his phoenix-like eyes slightly.
"Yes, that's more or less what I mean."
Fu Nancheng remained silent, pondering who would do such a thing and to what end.
...
At the moment, Qiao Mo was by the bedside, accompanying Qiao Dehou.
"Dad... Are you feeling tired, and that's why you want to sleep?" Qiao Mo spoke softly.
Qiao Dehou still had no reaction, continuously keeping his eyes closed, making him less endearing compared to when he was awake and smiling.
