He staggered backwards and saw that Mo Nanjue was already sitting on the edge of the bed. He stroked Tong Ran's cheek with one hand and held her hand with one hand. When the man lowered his head, his expression was actually gentle like he had never seen before. "Tong Ran?"

Tong Ran seemed to be able to hear the sound. Her eyelids rolled down, and her light pink lips moved, but they did not open.

Seeing this, Mo Nanjue picked up the cotton swab on the table and dipped it in some salt water, wiped it on her lips, and made it skillful and gentle. It was obviously not the first time he did this.

Luo Tingsong stood beside him and looked almost stunned. This... is this the Emperor's President Mo Nanjue?!

How could he be so gentle to a woman?!

He also did what the nurse should do... He almost suspected that he was dizzy and that woman was actually his niece!

Luo Tingsong held his forehead and couldn't react at once 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 closed her eyes, as if she had just been disturbed by the dream. She frowned for the second time, then tilted her head and fell asleep again.

"Tong Ran!"

The light ignited in Mo Nanjue's eyes suddenly dimmed. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman on the hospital bed dangerously, "Tong Ran! Do you dare to say something?! If you sleep with me again, I will throw you directly from the seventeenth floor!"

“…”

No one answered him.

Mo Nanjue clenched his fists, his threat, his roar, and his irritability, because she couldn't hear it at this time, so she seemed so pale and powerless.

No one knew how nervous he was when he saw her look.

Every time in the past, as long as she disobeyed, he could yell at her, scold her, and even carry her up directly...

But now, she was asleep deeply, unable to hear his voice or see his movements, so everything he said had lost its effect...

He could no longer threaten her.

Looking back, Mo Nanjue really felt how valuable the Tong Ran who was able to quarrel with him in the past was. When he tied her with a silver chain, she could still pot upstairs towards him...

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

She is taking revenge on him, right?!

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

Damn it!

This stupid woman!

Mo Nanjue put down Tong Ran's hand. He wanted to pat her cheek vigorously. He wanted to pinch her. He wanted to use all methods to wake her up, but he couldn't do that.

If it were the case before, if he wanted to wake up alone, he would have to wait so hard?!

Clausphobia?!

Thinking of this word, Mo Nanjue's pair of peach blossom eyes became more and more powerful. He turned his head and stared at Luo Tingsong, "What did she say when she was a child?"

Luo Tingsong was staring at Mo Nanjue's actions in a daze when he heard this, "When I was a child?"

"Claustrophobia," Mo Nanjue didn't believe he wouldn't know. Tong Ran must have been the first time he had an attack. "What did her disease come from?"

"Claustrophobia..." A trace of surprise flashed across Luo Tingsong's face. He shook his head, "I don't know this very well. I remember Xiao Ran didn't..."
Chapter completed!