Chapter 546, Master Li fainted (fifth watch)

Ye Jiuliang was startled, her expression blurred.

Shit.

Scared me to death.

Following the sound to the LCD screen on the wall, the background showed a meeting room, with Wei Dong and Wei Nan sitting at the forefront.

"Pfft."

A suppressed laugh came from beside her, earning Ye Jiuliang’s deadly glare.

Wei Bei pressed his lips together, holding back his laughter.

Finally, he politely added, "Madam, good afternoon."

Ye Jiuliang, "..."

What was wrong with his wiring?

Good afternoon my ass.

She glanced at the man sitting on the sofa, waved her hand, and said, "You all continue with the meeting, I’ll just sit over there, don’t mind me."

Saying so, she casually pulled a book from the shelf and walked towards the couch by the window.

As soon as she appeared, the man’s deep gaze followed her.

Seeing her nested in the couch reading, a doting smile traced his thin lips.

Was the little devil planning to study hard now?

The meeting continued, with Wei Bei and the others speaking most of the time while Li Mochan listened.

Not having read more than a few pages of the hefty book, Ye Jiuliang felt sleepy again, perhaps their meeting was too boring and had become her lullaby.

As sleepiness overtook her, Ye Jiuliang didn’t resist and fell asleep right away.

Even though he was in a meeting, Li Mochan’s gaze occasionally rested on her, and upon realizing she had fallen asleep, he couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle.

It seemed that studying hard was still not suited for his little devil.

Li Mochan raised his hand and gave a signal, and people like Wei Dong understood and quieted down.

Wei Bei reached out to turn off the computer, temporarily interrupting the meeting.

Picking up the documents, Wei Bei, with eagle eyes and taking the initiative, said, "Master, I’ll head back to the office first."

Li Mochan nodded, and Wei Bei was out of sight in a whiff of smoke.

"Ah——"

An almost inaudible sigh, full of doting intent.

Li Mochan stood up and walked lightly towards the window.

The warm sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a serene beauty on the girl’s delicate sleeping face.

The tall figure crouched beside the couch, and Li Mochan reached out to touch her smooth hair.

He murmured to himself, "Little devil, how can you sleep so much, huh?"

Watching her quietly for a while, Li Mochan stood up, reached for the blanket, and was just about to shake it open when a sudden wave of dizziness struck him.

It was so sudden, his steps faltered.

Li Mochan frowned, shook his head, trying to alleviate the dizziness.

But a sense of irresistible fatigue wrapped around him, and Li Mochan’s face immediately turned pale.

The blanket slipped from his hands, perfectly covering Ye Jiuliang’s feet.

She wasn’t deeply asleep, and the slight noise startled her awake.

Ye Jiuliang sat up groggily, not lifting her head as she habitually called out for Li Mochan, "Mohan."

Trying to suppress the discomfort, Li Mochan managed to respond with a stable "Hmm."

Knowing each other too well, Ye Jiuliang still sensed something was off; his voice sounded strained, as if holding back something.

Looking up, the man’s pale face struck her heart, and Ye Jiuliang instantly sobered up.

She sprang up from the soft collapse, reaching out to grab Li Mochan’s arm.

Her usually calm voice was now tinged with nervousness, "Mohan, what’s wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Overcome by weakness, a sudden headache turned Li Mochan’s eyes red. He slumped onto the soft collapse, opened his mouth, and a hoarse voice emerged from his throat as if it took all his strength to speak.

"Headache."

Hearing these words, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes darkened, and her heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand, a dull pain throbbing within.

She reached out for Li Mochan’s wrist, her expression unusually serious.

Only she knew she was already panicking.

Suddenly, the man’s cold hand grabbed hers in return.

Feeling her clammy palm, Li Mochan forced a smile, "Don’t worry, I..."

He couldn’t finish his sentence before his eyelids uncontrollably shut, and his grip on her hand gradually slipped away.

The next second, the man’s imposing figure collapsed uncontrollably onto her.

Ye Jiuliang froze, then immediately descended into near madness.

"Li Mochan, you’re not allowed to sleep—I forbid it."

Seeing Li Mochan collapse in front of her, Ye Jiuliang panicked, scared.

The person who feared nothing in the world, once they gave away their heart, was no longer invincible.

"Mohan, wake up, please wake up," Ye Jiuliang pleaded, patting his cheek and quivering as she spoke.

All she got in response was the man’s steady breathing.

People downstairs, having heard the commotion, rushed up, among them was Wei Bei, who had not yet left.

A crowd hurried to the study only to be dumbfounded by the scene before them, momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Seeing Li Mochan collapsed on Ye Jiuliang, Madam Jiang and the others had a bad feeling.

Forcing herself to calm down, Ye Jiuliang reached for Li Mochan’s pulse, which was not abnormal.

The more normal it was, the more terrified Ye Jiuliang became. She looked at Wei Bei with bloodshot eyes, "Wei Bei, prepare the car, bring it to the front."

Sensing something was seriously wrong, Wei Bei didn’t ask any further questions and hurried out to get the car ready.

Ye Jiuliang stood up; she didn’t even care to change her shoes, slipping on slippers instead, she reached to drape Li Mochan’s arm over her shoulder.

"Xiaojiu, let me help you." Jiang Hai assisted to support Li Mochan, with each person on one side, they helped him down the stairs.

Throughout the journey, the air was thick with a suffocating, oppressive dread.

"What’s wrong with cousin? Wasn’t he fine at lunch?" Jiang Yisheng, unable to walk fast due to a foot injury, asked.

Veya shook her head, concern etched in her brow, "Maybe it’s a sequelae of his amnesia." If that was the case, it was worrying.

Hearing this, Jiang Yisheng was shocked. If it were true, that would be terrible—could he forget them all over again when he wakes up?

All the way to the hospital, Wei Bei drove as fast as possible, running through countless red lights.

In the back seat, Ye Jiuliang held Li Mochan, gripping his hand, her face tense and as cold as frost.

Upon arriving at the hospital, the staff, already with a gurney at the entrance, were waiting outside.

The private hospital was not crowded, and given Li Mochan’s prestigious status, even the hospital director personally attended to them.

Taking the elevator up, Li Mochan was immediately taken for examination, with Ye Jiuliang accompanying him the entire way, conducting the inspection herself without relying on anyone else’s help.

The hospital director and the doctor following her were astounded; this young lady must be a doctor herself, and an extraordinary one at that.

Indeed, rumors couldn’t be trusted—who said the CEO’s wife of MK Group was just a trophy wife?

That was simply nonsense, baseless and unfounded.

Madam Jiang and her party quickly followed, learning from Wei Bei that Li Mochan was undergoing examination, their hearts nearly leapt to their throats.

"Ahan, you must be okay, you have to be safe and sound," Madam Jiang prayed with her hands pressed together.