Chapter 1315

Subsequently, Dior dropped every work she had to keep Harry company in the hospital. Although she was worried, staying so close to Harry was the happiest and most fulfilling time she had for a long time. A few days later, he was finally allowed to be discharged. Dior was about to help him do the procedure, but… When she returned, she instantly spotted the visible patch of bloodstain at a corner of his white shirt. “God!” Dior cried out. Harry’s face, though nearly colorless at that point, was still so gorgeous. His entire being, on the other hand, seemed stoic. “You alright?” Dior rushed over and pressed on the bell for the doctor. She then took out a ball of cotton to help him clear the stain, but he stopped her. “I’m fine!” He stood up coldly and walked past her. However, after a few steps, a loud ‘thunk’ was heard. Harry fell to the floor. “Harry!” Dior’s heart clenched and hastily ran to him. He had lost consciousness. Not knowing where her strength ca