"Mo Shang, can I see Kaka, please?!"
Helian Yueyin's voice was as fragile as a wisp of smoke, barely discernible unless listened to attentively.
But Mo Shang heard every single word she said, loud and clear.
His cold, deep eyes locked onto her. Without saying a word, his tall figure stood blocking the doorway, not moving an inch.
Helian Yueyin's lips quivered, her eyelids lowered, her fingers twisted together as she murmured helplessly and longingly, "Mo Shang, I want to see Ka... Ka..."
Struggling to utter the last word, she became light-headed and collapsed thunderously.
"Yinyin—"
A voice rang out in panic, trembling through the villa.
"Sir, what's wrong?!" The wet nurse, holding Kaka, hurriedly popped her head out of a room on the second floor to inquire.
"Call the doctor immediately!!"
Mo Shang picked up the soaking wet and feverish Helian Yueyin and carried her upstairs with long strides.
Soon, the doctor arrived.
