383 Came To See Me

Mo Cheng woke to a young lady's worried voice. He kept his eyes shut despite having regained consciousness; he could feel the back of his head resting on something soft and warm.

Was his head resting on her lap, maybe?

As he considered his current circumstances, he wondered if this lady had taken care of him while his consciousness drifted away again.

"Is there anything that can be done to treat his condition?" the young lady asked. 

Mo Cheng thought her voice sounded very familiar, now he could hear her more clearly.

"If only I knew what his particular ailment was," his younger brother, Mo Jing, sighed as he answered. "It would be much easier to find a way to treat him if I did. Alas, I am as clueless as you are."

The way they were discussing him made it sound like he was going to die at any given moment, and if he were being honest with himself, then perhaps he was… Mo Cheng was not sure how long he had left to live his life anymore.