"The man accelerated his pace!
The lazy smile on his face completely vanished. When he was about to reach the room in the inner house, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip down from it: "What on earth has happened?"
"We don't know, Miss Chen Xing seems to be sick. We have already called Doctor Tian to come, he's in the middle of diagnosing her." The servant was genuinely fearful.
Gu Shaocheng pushed past the obstructing servant, quickly making his way into the bedroom.
His first sight was of Chen Xing on the bed. She was curled up under the covers, like a small injured animal.
Gu Shaocheng's heart softened for a moment, before clenching tightly.
Without wasting any time for extra words, he quickly moved to the side of the bed, slightly leaning over to look at her ashen face, "Why is your face so pale?"