Without any communication between them, Lu Moqing laid there quietly, watching Qiao Xu with her eyes downcast as she worked diligently, feeling utterly content.
His eyes unintentionally filled with a smile. Even though no words were spoken, the sense of satisfaction that nobody could fill made Lu Moqing truly feel a deep physical and mental pleasure.
Due to the gastric bleeding, Lu Moqing was still a bit weak. He had been awakened earlier by Su Rou's disgusting behavior. When he threw Su Rou away, the intravenous needle on the back of his hand had been forcibly pulled out as well.
He hadn't finished taking the medicine, and as he stared at Qiao Xu, he unknowingly fell asleep.
After Qiao Xu dealt with some company emails, she looked up and saw that Lu Moqing had fallen asleep.
This was the first time she had seen Lu Moqing in such a vulnerable state, and she couldn't quite describe how she felt.