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When Nangong Shaojue rushed to the hospital, it was already ten o'clock at night. Nangong Lin had just fallen asleep.

Inside the sickroom, a few bodyguards stood at the side, watching Nangong Shaojue as he walked in.

"Young Master!"

Nangong Shaojue ignored them for the time being, but strode to the bedside and sat down on the edge of the bed, watching as Nangong Lin slept peacefully