In the VIP ward of Mu's hospital.

Ryan was lying in bed in his hospital uniform, staring at the ceiling with dark blue eyes, pale.

"Mr. Ryan? You just washed your stomach. You can only eat liquid food these days. You must pay attention to your diet.”

The nurse hooked up another IV transfusion into his arm and told him.

"And where is your friend?"

"She..."

Ryan was speechless.

He got angry when he thought of Rococo.

He was a president. He was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage because of food poisoning.

That's all. He's been awake for an hour, and there's no sign of Rococo.

If he...