The president stopped in his tracks and looked at Qiao Nian.
When Qiao Nian spoke just now, she looked serious. He could sense the importance and rigor Qiao Nian placed on the patient.
A trace of hesitation flashed in the president's eyes.
Not only was Madam unwilling to let others see her in a sorry state when her illness acted up, but he was also unwilling to let others see her when her illness acted up, much less let the people in An City see her face.
But now, Dr. Ollie could no longer stabilize Madam's condition. Qiao Nian's medical skills seemed to be even better than Dr. Ollie's.
Qiao Nian was Madam's hope for recovery, but this hope was like a beautiful rose with thorns.
The president's brow furrowed. He couldn't let this opportunity pass. He hoped she would recover.
His gaze fell on Qiao Nian's face. With a firm expression, he said, "I'll discuss it with her after she wakes up."
