Chapter 583 Seems so pale and feeble

He staggered back and saw that Mo Nanjue was already sitting on the edge of the bed. He touched Tong Ran's cheek with one hand and held her hand with the other. When the man lowered his head, his expression was unprecedented.

The tenderness, "Tongran?"

Tong Ran seemed to be able to hear the sound. Her eyelids rolled up and her pale pink lips moved but did not open.

Upon seeing this, Mo Nanjue picked up the cotton swab on the table, dipped it in some salt water, and wiped it on her lips. His movements were skillful and gentle. It was obviously not the first time he had done this.

Luo Tingsong stood nearby and was almost dumbfounded. This... this is Mon Nanjue, the president of Dijue?!

How could he be so gentle to a woman?!

Still doing what these caregivers were supposed to do... He almost suspected that his eyesight was dim, and that woman was actually his niece!

Luo Tingsong held his forehead, unable to realize what he saw.

Is it his illusion...?

Is this a good thing or...a bad thing?

After Mo Nanjue threw away the cotton swab, he took the towel handed over by the nurse and wiped her face. The woman still had her eyes closed, as if she had just been disturbed from her sweet dream. She frowned for the second time, and then her head shook.

He crooked and fell into a deep sleep again.

"Tong Ran!"

The light in Mo Nanjue's eyes dimmed instantly. He squinted his eyes and looked dangerously at the woman on the hospital bed, "Tong Ran! Do you dare to say a word?! If you let me sleep with you again, I will

Throw you directly from the seventeenth floor!"

"..."

No one answered him.

Mo Nanjue clenched his fists. His threats, his roars, and his irritability seemed so pale and feeble because she couldn't hear them at the moment.

No one knew how panicked he was when he saw her like this.

Every time in the past, whenever she disobeyed him, he would yell at her, scold her, or even directly carry her...

But now, she was sleeping deeply, unable to hear his voice or see his movements, so everything he said had no effect...

He can no longer threaten her.

Looking back, Mo Nanjue really felt how valuable the Tong Ran was who he had been able to quarrel with before. When he tied her with a silver chain, she could still potted plants downstairs towards him...

But now, even if he tied her up, she wouldn't move a finger.

She's taking revenge on him, right?!

She was taking revenge on him for imprisoning her before, and she was taking revenge on him for threatening her before!

damn it!

This stupid woman!

Mo Nanjue put down Tong Ran's hand. He wanted to slap her cheek hard, pinch her, and use all methods to wake her up, but he couldn't do it.

In the past, when he wanted to wake up alone, he still had to wait so hard?!

Claustrophobia?!

Thinking of this word, Mo Nanjue's peach blossom eyes narrowed even more. He turned his head and glared at Luo Tingsong, "What happened to her when she was a child?!"

Luo Tingsong was staring blankly at Mo Nanjue's movements, and was startled when he heard this, "When you were a child?"

"Claustrophobia," Mo Nanjue didn't believe that he didn't know. It was definitely not Tong Ran's first attack. "Where did her disease come from?"

"Claustrophobia..." A trace of consternation flashed across Luo Tingsong's face, and he shook his head, "I'm not very clear about this, I remember Xiaoran doesn't have it..."

"Tell me!" The man's eyes turned cold, and he stood up. The expression on his handsome face was completely opposite to the gentle look on his face just now when he was sitting on the edge of the bed. "I don't believe you don't know. Is it possible that the illness she has had since she was a child can still be recovered?"

Could it be from your mother’s womb?!”
Chapter completed!