Chapter 23: Chapter 23 - 23 23 Mo Chen Psychologically Treats Coma

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Mo Chen Psychologically Treats Coma Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Mo Chen Psychologically Treats Coma The next day, early morning.

Qiao Ruoxin lazily got out of bed, freshened up, and went to make breakfast.

It was only when she got downstairs that she noticed everything was back to normal; all the furniture had been replaced.

After making breakfast, she went upstairs to knock on the master bedroom door, only to find it empty.

“Damn man! Leaves without saying a word! Made me cook two breakfasts for nothing!”

She grumbled softly to herself as she went down to the dining room to eat breakfast alone.

Suddenly, her phone rang.

Qiao Ruoxin answered the phone with a carefree attitude, “Hello? Who is this?”

“Miss Qiao, could you please come to the estate? Master Mo, during his psychological therapy session…”

The fork in her hand dropped onto the plate, making a jarring sound.

“What happened to him?”

“Master Mo has fallen into a coma, he’s running a fever and vomiting incessantly.”

“I’ll be right there!”

After hanging up, Qiao Ruoxin turned and ran upstairs to change clothes and prepare to leave.

So he was undergoing psychological therapy?

…

An hour later.

Qiao Ruoxin drove into the Mo Family’s estate, the gates slowly opening.

Mo Chen’s bodyguard, Xiaowu, was waiting for her anxiously.

After she got out of the car, she headed straight for the villa.

Xiaowu followed close behind, “Madam would have Master Mo return from time to time for psychological therapy, but this time, for some reason, Master Mo seemed to have an intense reaction.”

“Take me to see him first.”

Xiaowu led her to the door of Mo Chen’s bedroom.

Outside stood an elegant and noblewoman with the butler and a middle-aged man who appeared to be a psychologist.

The woman was Mo Chen’s mother, Li Xueli.

The moment Madam Mo looked up, a hint of surprise flashed across her face: “Qiao Ruoxin?”

“Madam Mo, I’ll go check on him first.”

Qiao Ruoxin entered the bedroom directly and closed the door behind her.

Madam Mo’s gaze turned sharp as she looked at Xiaowu, “The person you said you were going to find is Qiao Ruoxin?”

Xiaowu lowered his head in silence.

“Don’t you know how she caused Mo Chen to end up like this two years ago?”

Just mentioning two years ago made Madam Mo seethe with anger.

Her son was so outstanding, so handsome, and he suddenly became like this.

All thanks to Qiao Ruoxin!

…

Inside the bedroom.

Qiao Ruoxin approached the bed and saw the man with pale face, now running a fever, seemingly trapped in a dream from which he couldn’t wake.

“Mo Chen! Wake up! Stop sleeping, come on, wake up!”

In the dream, Mo Chen saw scene after scene of men and women entwined, nauseating him to the point of suffocation.

Suddenly, Qiao Ruoxin’s voice broke into his world.

He followed the sound in search of an exit, eager to leave this nauseating and suffocating nightmare.

The next second—

Mo Chen abruptly opened his dark eyes, his handsome face tense, his expression grim.

The woman, carrying a faint scent, threw herself into his arms, bending down to hug him.

He lowered his gaze to the small face in his arms, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.

For him, Qiao Ruoxin was like a tranquilizer.

“Brother Mo Chen, it’s okay now. If you don’t like the psychologist, we won’t see them anymore, okay?”

Her eyes held a complex look.

She had to figure out why Mo Chen’s psychological issues were so severe.

After a long while.

The bedroom door opened, and Qiao Ruoxin walked out, “He’s awake.”

Hearing this news, Madam Mo’s tense nerves relaxed slightly.

Qiao Ruoxin looked at the middle-aged man beside her, “If I’m not mistaken, you are Brother Mo Chen’s psychologist, right? Can we talk?”

The man looked towards Madam Mo, who gave a nod of consent.