The car door opened, and a silver-haired man appeared, wearing a mask, with deep and dark eyes.

His sharp eyebrows slightly frowned, and he wore a shirt and trousers, giving him an air of extravagance.

"Mr. Wood, this is the best hospital in the area," Fiona said.

Shawn clenched a fist with one hand, put it on his lips, and coughed twice. "Uh… cough cough, let's go in."

"You take some medicine first and see if it improves. If not, we will leave tonight and return to Sea City to ask the family doctor to take a look at you."

Shawn coughed and felt tight in his chest.

He did not know if it was because the climate was not suited to him or if the air quality here was too bad.

Everything in the five-star hotel was up to his standard.

He did not sleep all night, and he was not used to it, so he sat in the living room of the suite with his computer on and worked all night.

Then, at dawn, he started coughing.

The hospital was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, people came