"President Shu? President Shu? What do you think?"

"I don't agree! Not to mention that 'Starry Sky' is only a half-finished product, even if you want to complete all the subsequent processing, do you think it is possible to finish it in less than a month?"

"How is it impossible? As long as we..."

Seeing that they were about to start arguing again, Shu Boheng tiredly massaged his temples and lightly tapped the desk with his pen, signaling for them to be quiet.

Lvan's suggestion is not bad. Ella, inform everyone that starting from today, all staff members are required to stay overtime every night until I see the finished product." He paused, then continued, "And I will also accompany you all."

"Alright, General Shu."

Adjourned.

But General Shu... Manager Lin unwillingly wanted to say something else, but when he saw the indifferent expression on General Shu Bowen's face, he hesitated and eventually could only close his mouth in frustration. He resentfully stole a glance at the chairman, then stood up and followed everyone out of the meeting room.

When everyone had left, Shu Boheng remained seated without moving. Secretary Miss Ella looked at his pale face with concern, so she approached cautiously and inquired about it. However, Shu Boheng dismissed her with a cold face.

Ella had no choice but to reluctantly leave the conference room, constantly looking back three times. There was nothing she could do since Zhou Cheng was absent, and there was no one else in the entire group who could convince Shu Boheng.

Actually, Shu Boheng didn't want to leave. It's just that he really couldn't. Even though he had been suffering from stomachache since the beginning, he managed to endure the meeting for nearly two hours without collapsing. He already felt like a superman. Now that everyone had finally left, he could let himself curl up in the chair, clutching his stomach, and focus on dealing with this unbearable pain.

He now felt that he was so sore that he was almost numb. His vision was becoming blurry, and he didn't know if it was because sweat was trickling into his eyes or if he was on the verge of losing consciousness.

He couldn't help but feel some regret; it seemed that he had indeed been too stubborn. Was he really going to collapse embarrassingly in this conference room? No, he would not allow such a thing to happen. At this moment, he desperately wished that Zhou Cheng could be present, at least to take him away at this time.

However, if he hadn't been driven away back then, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been discharged from the hospital so smoothly either.

Shu Boheng was completely at a loss. He slumped back in his chair, half-opening his eyes as he stared blankly at the closed door. Just as he was about to surrender himself to sinking, there was a creak, and the door opened. Dazzling light rushed in one after another, vying to be the first.

"Boheng!!!"

The person who came was Zhuang Ling. He had been waiting in the office, left and right, for Shu Boheng to no avail. Several times, he had wanted to rush into the meeting room, but considering that he was currently in the "apologizing" stage, he gave up. However, just a moment ago, he saw the secretary Miss Ella whom he had just seen, and learned that the meeting had already ended, but why hasn't Shu Boheng returned yet?

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. He didn't care about anything else and headed straight to the meeting room. Little did he expect to open the door and see such a scene, shocking him so much that his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He quickly ran forward to help up Shu Boheng, only to feel a dampness and an unusually high temperature within arm's reach. He knew in his heart that this person was probably running another fever.

He anxiously caressed his face and said, "Bo Heng? Bo Heng? Are you alright? Wake up a bit!"

When Zhuang Ling's icy fingertips touched Shu Boheng's face, he immediately felt a lot more clear-headed. Keeping his calm, Shu Boheng gently pushed Zhuang Ling away and sat up, his body tensed. "I'm fine."

However, the pale lip color, along with the almost hushed tone of the response, made everything seem very unconvincing.

"...You're fine! Once again, you're fine! Besides these three words, what else can you say? But obviously, it's not the right time to argue with him. He could only support him again and patiently say, 'Alright, alright, alright. I'll take you back first before discussing anything.'"

However, Shu Boheng's temper flared up. He thought, weren't you wishing for my death before? Now, who are you putting up this show for?

So she pushed him away forcefully, and with her hand supporting the back of the chair, she struggled to stand up. However, she had overestimated herself. Before she could fully stand up, her body swayed and she fell heavily to the ground.