Seeing Asher Hawn like this, Nora Smith quickly supported him.

"Let me check." Nora Smith helped him to the sofa and sat down, with some concern in his tone.

Asher Hawn hooked his lips. "You care about me?"

Nora Smith ignored him, stretched out his right hand and gave Asher Hawn a pulse.

Asher Hawn's pulse is calm and there is nothing wrong with it.

Maybe he is pretending to be ill?

Nora Smith frowned slightly, looked down at Asher Hawn, and asked coldly, "What's wrong with you?"

"Here." Asher Hawn still pointed to his chest and made a painful appearance.

Nora Smith stood up, took out his mobile phone,...