A bad omen

"Young Master Xi is suffering from fatigue and stress but he will be fine with enough rest. I advise that he should refrain himself from overworking and avoid stress." A middle-aged man doctor said, darting his eyes from Paul to Zoey who were standing in front of him.

Paul heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing what the doctor said. "Are you sure? He wasn't poisoned or anything?" Yet, on the other hand, Zoey was still worried and queried almost immediately.

"Fortunately, it's not." Despite the odd question, the doctor remained calm and shook his head lightly. 

"Gosh…" Upon hearing the reassurance from the doctor, Zoey finally heaved a sigh of relief before turning her head towards the bed. Her eyes softened, flickering with worry as she bit her bottom lip.