Chapter 143

The data that had been violently beating suddenly calmed down... Ning Zhao sprang to his feet. Logically speaking, people like him, who'd had psychological trauma, should've produced the most uncontrollable thing when they'd faced the deepest fear in their hearts. He'd even been prepared to awaken them in time every moment, but now... Ronald's face changed greatly and he blurted out, "Mr. Fisher, what happened? Young Master..." Ning Zhao frowned as he bent over to check on the person on the bed. His wrist suddenly tightened, and Ning Zhao instinctively lowered his head. He saw that Nathan's cold hand had wrapped around his wrist. The next second, he suddenly opened his cold eyes. "Bo-Yanhan?" Ning Zhao waved his hand in front of him. Nathan's mind was still filled with the face of Deborah that he had seen in his dream. How could this be? He was sure that it was impossible for him to see a green hotel with snow in winter, so he and Deborah could not meet in that hotel. But he saw Debora