Lorian tasted a tinge of blood in his mouth. Then, a mouthful of blood splattered against the transparent glass.

Kris entered just in time to witness this. Her face turned pale with shock as she rushed over.

"What's wrong, Mr. Lorian?"

Lorian clutched his abdomen as sweat covered his forehead. He waved gently.

"I'm fine."

Kris had been with him for many years. She had witnessed Lorian working himself to the brink, and couldn't help but feel distressed.

Her voice choked with emotion when she spoke. "You're not fine. Dr. Yanni already said you can't keep pushing yourself like this!

"If you keep going at this rate, you're going to..."

Kris didn't finish her sentence, but Lorian understood.

No matter how hard he worked, he had still lost Holly. Indeed, why was he doing this to himself?

Both of them headed downstairs and got into the car. Kris instructed the driver to go to Knight Hospital.

Lorian clutched his abdomen in the back seat. His face was pale. The car swayed gently