Looking at the closed door, Gu Yixuan stood in place for a long ti, and finally sighed.
He had never seen Yan Yan look so despondent in his life...
Mr. Yan was always unfazed, with a lazy, mischievous curve on his lips, controlling everything with ease and humor.
Very few people could see through him, and no one had ever seen him like this.
Even when things were not going well for him in the Yan Family as a child, he only exuded a gloomy aura, never showing a hint of vulnerability.
But now...
Gu Yixuan shook his head and softly murmured, "I told him before not to bring that little cutie ho, but he just wouldn’t listen, and now look..."
He didn’t know if this change was for better or worse.
He was glad that Yan Yan had human warmth, emotions, and sothing he cared about, living more like a human.
But he also feared that if sothing happened to Yun Qiluo, Yan Yan would face unbearable pain.
.
Unexpectedly, before they could find a doctor, Yun Qiluo’s condition worsened.
Today, when she was feeling better, Song Shijia and Ji Ruofeng, along with Fan Xinglan, received the news and ca to visit her.
It was Yan Yan who, seeing she was too bored at ho, specifically invited them over.
Ji Ruofeng and the others didn’t know what was going on, they only thought it was a common cold or fever.
Yun Qiluo was even enjoying herself with them and at one point wanted to take them to see Big Flower and Erhua, but because it was snowing outside, Yan Yan absolutely wouldn’t let her go out.
Knowing she wouldn’t die, and making arrangents with Song Shijia and the group to take turns visiting when they had free ti, her complexion improved a lot.
Wang Ma was even hoping she would gradually recover, but who knew that just after they left, she collapsed again.
And after collapsing, she didn’t wake up for a full day and night, making Yan Yan’s expression extrely grim.
Even the few people who were supposed to co to the Yan Family to play with Yun Qiluo were turned away by him.
Among the small group, the oldest, Fu Lifei, sensed sothing and discreetly signaled to the others before heading back ho together.
No one asked about it, only Song Shijia looked vaguely worried.
She ssaged Yun Qiluo but didn’t get a reply.
At this mont in the Yan Family, in the bedroom, Yan Yan stood beside Yun Qiluo’s sickbed, his whole body shrouded in darkness and gloom.
For as long as Yun Qiluo had been unconscious, he had been by her side.
He went next door at one point, returning with the sll of smoke that neither the shower gel nor the perfu could cover up, clearly having smoked a lot.
It wasn’t until Gu Yixuan ca over with the report that he asked, "How is it?"
Gu Yixuan frowned, "So far, nothing seems wrong; we can only say there are changes in her body, with white blood cells increasing significantly overnight."
Afterwards, noticing Yan Yan’s distressed emotions, he quickly added, "Don’t worry, I’ll send this report to my teacher for a review."
Not daring to delay, he hurriedly ran out to make a call.
Yan Yan sat at the bedside, staring deeply at the comatose Yun Qiluo, his slender hand slowly clenching into a fist.
His stunningly beautiful face was covered in shadows.
After a long while, he finally suppressed the violence in his heart, reaching out to gently touch her head.
He said softly, "Little Gua, you’ll get better..."
Just as he finished speaking, his phone vibrated.
He frowned, took a look, and saw that it was a text from an unknown number.
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