"Don't..."
Qiao Mo felt a wave of suffocation and suddenly woke up from her dream.
Sitting on the soft big bed, Qiao Mo broke into a cold sweat, her small face covered with fine beads of sweat, as if she could still feel the chill of the deep sea.
Looking at the time, it was already eleven in the morning. Qiao Mo sighed in relief, realizing she had slept for so long in a daze.
She changed her clothes and went downstairs, went out to eat something.
But as soon as she returned, she saw that almost everyone was in the first-floor hall, waiting for her return as if it were a tribunal.
Old Mrs. Qiao and her group had been waiting for five days, and finally, they couldn't bear it any longer.
She initially thought that pressured by Qiao Xuan's illness, Qiao Mo would eventually agree to meet with Chairman Xia. After all, she was just a little girl who had yet to graduate from her master's program, where would she find such a large amount of money for the surgery?
