She was infuriated. A man in this situation needed a woman’s care the most—this was her golden opportunity.

"Why the rush? He’s unconscious and your presence there is pointless. He doesn’t even notice you."

These words deeply hurt Bai Sijia. She bit her lip: "Last time you promised to help me expose the fraudulent FSD company papers. When will that be?"

She couldn’t wait any longer. She didn’t want to give Ye Lu another chance to get close to Jun Huang.

"Why rush? Strategic patience is most effective when applied wisely. I will make the arrangements."

Bai Sijia hurriedly dashed to the hospital.

Only Third Young Master Jun laid quietly in the hospital room. After a night of emergency care, everyone was exhausted and only a nurse remained watching over him.

"You may leave. I am his fiancee," Bai Sijia waved and asked the nurse to leave.

She sat by the bedside, thinking about how Ye Lu always sat there, accompanyiing him day and night, and felt anger flaring up within her.

"Even if you don’t love me, the only woman who can marry you is me," she said, holding his hand unwillingly.

She would never let him go to Ye Lu. If she could not have his heart, she would have to possess him physically.

After about an hour, Third Young Master Jun finally woke up from the prolonged coma. He opened his eyes to see the blurry silhouette of a woman with long hair.

His heart fluttered. Was it her?

"King, are you awake?" Bai Sijia’s delighted voice rang in his ears.

His heart immediately sank. As his eyes cleared, he saw the figure in front of him was truly Bai Sijia.

Feeling his hand being held, vague feelings from his period of unconsciousness emerged. It seemed as though someone had been holding his hand tightly throughout his coma.

He heard nothing, but he could feel the strength of the grip on his hand, as if it was encouraging him to keep fighting.

"Was it you who kept holding my hand?" He asked.

Bai Sijia’s heart sank. She immediately realized that many things must have happened between Ye Lu and him during her absence.

"Yes, who else could it be? King, who else could love you so deeply and sacrifice so much for you apart from me?"

Third Young Master Jun remained silent for a long time, then let out a self-deprecating laugh. He was right. How could she have been by his side all this time, encouraging him? She wished nothing more than for him to die quickly!

Feiyu came in and seeing him awake, immediately called Dr. Slonan and Yan Su for a check-up.

After conducting a simples examination, Dr. Slonan said,

"There are some things I would like to discuss privately with Mr. Jun Huang."

Feiyu and the others looked surprised and confused. Third Young Master Jun frowned and motioned for them to leave.

The two of them spoke privately in the hospital room. After about half an hour, Dr.Slonan left.

Third Young Master Jun sat quietly on the bed, with a silent expression on his face.

Feiyu walked in, completely confused, "Third Young Master, what did he say?"

"Nothing much, just some discussion about the illness." Third Young Master Jun soon frowned again, "How long have I been sick?"

"All in all, almost a week."

"A week?" Third Young Master Jun’s face slightly changed color, and he knew it was bad news. He lowered his gaze, "Report me all the company’s affairs immediately."

Feiyu bit his lips, "I’m sorry, Third Young Master, I haven’t been to the company."

"Feiyu, you have utterly disappointed me. When I’m absent, you should be in charge of everything, so our plan doesn’t get disrupted."

"But Third Young Master, you were so ill...."

"Stop mentioning my illness. Even if I die, you can’t lose focus and abandon your post. You are too emotionally driven," Third Young Master Jun’s voice was stern to the extreme.