446 The Mafia King consoles Lihua

Lihua was sweating and shaking. Her breaths were ragged, and she found it hard to calm down.

"Lihua?" Wei said in a soft and gentle voice so as to not panic her further. His hand warmly caressed her head.

A few minutes before, Wei heard some soft noises from Lihua's room. Alert, he immediately got up and rushed towards her room. But she didn't open the door even after repeatedly knocking on it. He stepped inside himself and paled, seeing Lihua shivering in her sleep.

"Lihua!"

He gently shook her, but he could only hear her mumbling.

"...No…cannot die…"

"Where are you…taking me?"

"Who are you...Want to...go back to Wei…"

Wei had no clue what she was talking about. He thought she was sick, but she didn't have a fever.

"Lihua? Lihua? Please wake up," he anxiously urged her. He was stunned even more to see her crying in her sleep.

Wei patted her head. "Lihua?"

He poured her some water. "Here. Drink some water first."