Li Qiyu's limbs were numb and icy cold, Bo Yeyuan clearly cared a lot about her illness but never brought it up proactively.
When she scheduled a doctor's appointment, he hurried there before her, afraid she'd find out, waiting in another room of the inspection area. He feared she would be unhappy knowing he "cared," which would only reveal how desperately he did.
Indeed, Li Qiyu was suffering, but what was even more painful was—
Did Bo Yeyuan's kindness to her also come with ulterior motives?
"Young Master, given Miss Li's progression of illness, if you treat her well, she could recover within two months," said the doctor.
Bo Yeyuan's handsome face broke into a smile as he grabbed the doctor's shoulder, "Are you speaking the truth?"
"Barring any accidents—" the doctor began.
"I warn you, I will accept no accidents! I want you to cure her within ten days; I've had enough of these delays!" Bo Yeyuan demanded.
