Liu Zheng's gaze was tranquil as he asked Gu Xiaowu, "Is Gu Xixi's illness real?"
"The medical report from the hospital indeed wasn't falsified," Gu Xiaowu said, having investigated very thoroughly, "It should be real."
Liu Zheng leaned back, facing indeed an unsolvable dilemma—a woman who had been owed so much for so many years, overflowing with love and kindness. If she was about to pass away, and her dying wishes couldn't be fulfilled, letting her die with her eyes open, that would indeed be egregious.
Moreover, the amnesiac Mu Liang trusted only Gu Xixi.
"Qiao Xia!" Mu Liang suddenly slammed the quilt onto the table, his eyes showing a hint of red as if blood was seething, yet his face was deathly pale, creating an endearing contrast.
"I want to find Qiao Xia!!!"
