Carefully placing Qiao Xuan on the back seat, Sheng Liang let Qing Qing get in and said to her: "Let her lean on you and massage the acupuncture points on her knees. It should be able to relieve some of the pain."

Qing Qing agreed, although she did not know, how did Qiao Xuan suddenly become like this.

Sheng Liang quickly drove out, he did not dare to stop for even a second, even when there was a red light, he forced his way through.

Qiao Xuan was in so much pain that he almost lost consciousness. His entire body was covered in cold sweat, as if he was drowning.

They quickly arrived at the nearest hospital. Sheng Liang opened the car door and carried Qiao Xuan out, running all the way to the emergency room.

Hearing his description of the doctor, Qing Qing realized that Qiao Xuan's stomach was already in a bad state, and she had even eaten a cold prick, that's why she was like this.

"Alright, I understand the situation. You guys can leave first." The doctor told Sheng Liang to have the nurse prepare for first aid.

Sheng Liang and Qing Qing left the emergency room and stood outside the door. Qing Qing blamed himself: "If only I didn't buy the flower silver carp, if only I didn't prick them."

Sheng Liang knew that it wasn't her fault. She knew that he had a bad stomach and his body was cold, but she still ate it.

Because of him.

He had thought that saying those cold words to her would force her to back down, but it seemed to be in vain.

He should have long thought that Qiao Xuan was different from other girls. She had her own judgement, so she wouldn't suspect someone just because of what she saw and heard.

When he met her, he didn't even know if he should rejoice or worry.

Qiao Xuan was pushed out of the emergency room into the ward, but she was still unconscious.

For the entire afternoon, Qiao Xuan was unconscious, his face as pale as paper.

"Sir, you should go back. You still have to work tomorrow, I'll be here watching over Miss Qiao tonight." Qing Qing said softly to Sheng Liang when he saw that he was extremely tired.

Sheng Liang did not respond, nor did he move.

He looked at Qiao Xuan who was lying on the sickbed, and suddenly remembered the night when his drug addiction flared up, when they had kissed.

It wasn't the first time they had kissed, but it was the only time, and it made him want to go on.

He wasn't sure if he had treated her as Qi Luo at that time, he only knew that the feeling he had at that time wasn't bad.

In the end, Qing Qing had never opposed Sheng Liang and she went home alone.

When the fluid in the bag was finished, Qiao Xuan also opened her eyes. The incandescent light illuminated the entire sickroom with a deathly white light.

Sheng Liang reached out his hand, blocking the light. After letting Qiao Xuan adjust, he said lightly: "You can open your eyes now."

Qiao Xuan heard his voice and turned to look at him. "Why are you still here?"

"Don't you want me here?" Sheng Liang retorted. Seeing a blush flash across Qiao Xuan's pale face, he stood up and said, "If you don't want to see me, I'll let Qing Qing do it."

"Sheng Liang!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Qiao Xuan immediately pulled his sleeves, and carefully looked at him, "Don't go."

Sheng Liang had purposely said that on purpose. Seeing her expression, her heart was moved and she slowly sat back down, putting her hand under the blanket: "What do you think, is it better now?"

Although it was no longer painful, but after going through so much stomach washing, it still did not feel good. Qiao Xuan still nodded his head: "En."