422 The Reason for His Illness

Dylan gently called out near his ear, "Boss?"

"Emily..." Vincent seemed not to hear Dylan, or maybe he was still in a dream.

Yet, even in his unconscious state, his voice was hoarse and grating, accompanied by painful rasping sounds. It was as if every word he uttered caused immense suffering. His vocal cords were still in a fragile state, and he had just been moved to a regular room.

Dylan glanced at Emily and, not giving her a chance to respond, decided to stabilize the situation first. "Miranda, the boss fell ill suddenly, and we have some international projects that need attention today. I need to head back to the office as soon as possible. Could you please stay with him for a while? I'll have Steven come over to help."

Emily remained silent.

She understood what Dylan was doing. He was talking in circles, but the goal was still the same—to get her to stay. As for Steven? He might show up at the hospital door, or even outside the room, but he certainly wouldn’t come inside.