Jun Xi Qing heard Feng Sinan’s roar from outside. The other two maids trembled in fear and quickly ran in. She immediately followed him in.
After entering the room, Jun Xi Qing looked up at the bed and saw Lu Yeming.
Although she had seen Lu Yeming twice on the bus and just downstairs, she had never looked him in the eye.
It had been more than half a year, and this was the first time she had seen him.
Lu yeming lay on the bed. His handsome face was still very good-looking, but he had lost a lot of weight.
His face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood on it. It was as if his life force had been exhausted by his illness. His body was no longer tall, handsome, tall, and handsome. He was already severely dispirited.
In the past, his indifferent and shimmering posture had always nurtured endless strength. He was a natural-born emperor.
Now, he was just a sickly man who relied on western medicine to maintain his vitality. He did not see the Sun all day long.
