Chatper 348 (1/2)

"What’s wrong with you?"

Su Ziyue stepped forward, stretched out and held Qin Muchen's arm, and looked at him worriedly.

Qin Muchen supported the sink with one hand, took a cup with the other hand to rinse his mouth, and then said slowly, "It's okay."

His breathing was a little heavy, as if he was trying to suppress something.

"You come here first." Su Ziyue pulled him to sit on the bed.

Qin Muchen followed behind her and was dragged away by her, his footsteps seemed a little vain.

He sat down by the bed, Su Ziyue squatted in front of him, frowned slightly, looked up at him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just a little old problem, go on to sleep." Qin Muchen reached out to touch her face, and was about to pull her up.

Su Ziyue remained motionless, her eyes fell on his sweat-covered forehead, her face darkened, and her tone was a little harsh: "Qin Muchen, a three-year-old child knows what's uncomfortable and needs to tell the adults, you are not as good as you are now." A three-year-old."

Qin Muchen was amused by Su Ziyue's stern face, and stretched out his hand to pinch her face, his voice was a little weak: "Well... I have a stomach problem..."

As soon as the voice fell, he shook his whole body and fell backwards.

...

in the hospital.

Su Ziyue looked worriedly at Qin Muchen who was lying on the hospital bed, then turned to Nan Chuan and said, "Go back and rest, Qin Muchen will definitely not be able to deal with official business for a while, the affairs of Yuhuang Palace and the company must It's up to you, I'll just watch him here."

Nan Chuan also thought of a place with Su Ziyue, turned around and left without staying any longer.

The hospital at midnight was very quiet, and there were still footsteps of nurses walking up and down the corridor.

Su Ziyue watched Nan Chuan leave, glanced outside, closed the door, poured a glass of water, and returned to the bed.

With a pale face, Qin Muchen lay lifeless on the bed, still receiving fluids.

Knowing Qin Muchen for so long, she didn't even know about his stomach problem.

It was only then that she realized that she didn't care enough about Qin Muchen. During this period of time, she ignored Qin Muchen because she was helping the Su family, and she didn't even know that his stomach disease had recurred.

Su Ziyue blamed herself, felt distressed, and a little angry.

If you are dissatisfied, just say it. As for tossing yourself into acute stomach bleeding to remind her?

"Bastard!" Su Ziyue scolded him in a low voice, reaching out to pinch his face, but she was not willing to use force.

She guarded Qin Muchen and finished the infusion. It was almost dawn, and she couldn't hold on anymore, so she fell asleep on the side of the hospital bed.

When Qin Mushen woke up, he felt that the quilt on one side was pressed by something heavy and could not be lifted at all.

Turning his head and seeing Su Ziyue falling asleep beside the bed, he realized that he was in the hospital.

Into the hospital?

He sat up slowly, leaned against the head of the bed, and frowned slightly, completely unaware that his stomach could no longer bear the torment.

Su Ziyue had slept very lightly because she was thinking of Qin Muchen, and she had already woken up slowly at this time.

"Are you awake?" In Su Ziyue's voice just waking up, there was a softness that was not usually there.

She rubbed her eyes, then got up and stood up, only then was she fully awake.

"How do you feel? Does it still hurt?" She took out her mobile phone to check the time, and found that it was already seven o'clock, and said, "I'm going to call the doctor now."

Su Ziyue said so much on her own, and then looked at Qin Muchen, only to realize that he was looking at her without blinking.

Su Ziyue cast a questioning look: "What?"

Qin Muchen's expression became rare tender: "I'm fine..."

fine.