The president handed the folder to Qiao Nian and said, "Doctor Qiao, this contains my Madam's medical records."
"Okay," Qiao Nian replied. She opened the folder and was about to read it when there was a knock on the door.
Right on the heels of that, a servant's voice came from outside. "Mr. President."
The president glanced at the door and couldn't help but grip Shen Mei's hand tightly. He wanted to talk to Shen Mei for a while longer, but he was too busy. He said to the person outside, "I understand."
The President retracted his gaze that fell on Shen Mei's face. In the past, when Shen Mei was awake, he rarely had time to accompany her. He looked at Shen Mei, his eyes filled with guilt. "I'll go get busy first. I'll visit you later."
Shen Mei smiled and nodded. "Okay!"
Shen Mei was mentally young, but she knew everything.
