Placed next to the sofa where Shi Shu was sitting.
And then, spoke up
"Rember to take your dicine."
Hearing this, Shi Shu froze.
Suddenly, he turned his head.
The next second, he locked eyes with Su Yan.
The bag placed on the sofa contained fever-reducing dicine bought from a pharmacy.
Shi Shu’s eyes brightened for a mont.
But soon, Su Yan’s voice rang out again
"I’m leaving now."
Shi Shu paused.
The brightness in his eyes quickly faded away.
His complexion was tinged with an abnormal flush.
His thin lips colored red as well.
He said nothing.
Just kept looking at Su Yan.
Probably, Shi Shu’s gaze was too focused.
So that whenever eyes t his, they would inevitably look away first.
Su Yan averted her gaze again.
Her hand hidden in her sleeve clenched tightly.
Once more she repeated
"I’m leaving."
She emphasized again
"Rember to take the dicine."
Just as she finished speaking, Shi Shu threw the dicine away.
His tone carrying irritation
"I won’t take it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Shu started coughing violently.
One wave followed another.
His facial flush intensified further.
Su Yan walked over to support him.
Just as she reached him, he pulled her close, pinning her onto the sofa.
So people, their change of face is faster than flipping a book.
A mont ago, he had angrily thrown Su Yan’s dicine away.
The next mont, he held onto Su Yan, unwilling to let go.
Continuously crying out in pain.
Shi Shu’s eyelashes quivering
"Little Guai, I feel awful."
He pointed to his chest.
"It hurts here."
His tone particularly aggrieved, full of resentnt.
Su Yan recalled his expression of disappointnt when she left earlier, all because of her words.
He used the sa expression to tell her he felt terrible.
At that mont, she unexpectedly felt stifled herself.
She thought she was sick too.
So after she left the hotel, she went to the nearest pharmacy.
Originally wanting to see if she was also having a fever or cold.
To her surprise, after checking for a long ti, there was nothing wrong.
Since she was fine, why did she feel a bit uncomfortable when thinking of his disappointed and hurt expression?
Su Yan couldn’t figure it out.
Shi Shu held her tightly.
She gathered her emotions, spoke up
"Take the dicine, and it won’t hurt."
Saying this, seeing Shi Shu clinging to her and refusing to take dicine.
She raised her hand.
Embraced Shi Shu’s waist.
With one hand, she lifted Shi Shu up.
Walked towards the bed, picking up the dicine that had been thrown.
Then, placed him on the bed.
Perhaps having a strong sweetheart has this advantage.
If disobedient, not taking dicine, imdiately carried to bed.
She intended to pour him a glass of water, only to discover the floor scattered with glass shards.
Every glass cup within sight had been shattered clean.
The coffee table in the living room had a concave section from being smashed.
She looked at Shi Shu.
Shi Shu’s eyelashes quivering, complexion flushed.
A sickly, weak appearance, leaning on Su Yan.
As if all the glass shards in the room had nothing to do with him.
Su Yan furrowed her brows slightly.
Lifting Shi Shu’s right hand.
Hmm, the swelling that had just subsided successfully bunched up again.
No idea how much force he used.
His wrist swollen worse than before.
Bright red, resembling a birthday peach.
Shi Shu now had lost his earlier toughness and anger.
His voice softened significantly
Yet his words were shaless
"You don’t care about ."
He appeared very distressed.
Anyone unaware might think it was Su Yan’s doing that caused his current state.
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