After Sun Qiulan left, only Old Master Chi and Chi Jiao were left in the room.
Because of the medicine he had just consumed, Old Master Chi was sleeping soundly and did not hear any movements around him.
Chi Jiao pulled a chair over and sat by the bed. Then, she lifted a corner of the blanket and took out Old Master Chi's hand.
Immediately after, she placed her fingers on his pulse.
Her fair face was filled with seriousness.
After Chi Jiao took Old Master Chi's pulse seriously, she retrieved his medical records from the bedside table's drawer to have a look.
The room was very quiet.
Warm light shone on the young lady in a milky-white sweater, casting a glow on her.
Crack!
The sound of the door lock being twisted was heard. Immediately after, Chi Yan walked into the room.
