Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Chapter 8 The Sick Rice of the Messenger of the Underworld 1

"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."

She originally wanted to expose him, but after all, it would be difficult for her to pretend not to see such an obvious mistake, right?

She's not Yousu, so she can act that well.

And it's actually quite strange to pretend not to know even though you already know.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him suddenly coughed violently, clutching his chest, and his face instantly turned pale, but he still held on to the book in his hand tightly and did not let go.

Yan He stood there at a loss, and suddenly panicked.

He wanted to reach out and then took it back.

What if I scare him again?

"Cough cough...cough cough cough..."

In fact, he looked so fragile when he coughed that he seemed to be over soon.

Finally, she reached out and patted his back gently, trying to calm him down: "How are you?"

[Hua Ling, inform the doctor. ]

[Oh, okay, okay. ]

Bianhua was obviously frightened by this scene, and hurriedly came out of the space and rushed out of the door.

[......]

Yan He had no choice but to finally use his magical power to ring the call bell next to the hospital bed.

At this time, Shen's mother and aunt in the kitchen also heard the sound and ran out in a hurry.

"Why are you coughing so hard all of a sudden?"

"I'm going to call the doctor now."

As long as people are anxious, their minds will really go blank. Auntie also chose to go out and call the doctor by herself, but she responded faster than Bianhua.

When I went out, I caught a nurse and asked her to come in first and take a look.

Then I ran to the office to call someone.

But the doctor had already been called out by the nurse who heard the bell, followed by the silly Higana.

Mother Shen has experience here. She immediately took out aspirin from the drawer and gave it to Shen Yi, observing his condition: "My son, the doctor will be here soon. You put down the book first."

Yan He knelt down and lowered his eyes, trying to open his hand. Fortunately, Shen Yi was still obedient and allowed her to manipulate him.

Make a fist with your palm facing up and raise your wrist slightly.

Press down vertically with your thumb on the Neiguan acupoint, raised your head and looked at him: "How are you? Do you feel it?"

By the time the doctor came, Shen Yi's condition had improved a lot.

The symptoms gradually subsided.

"Mrs. Shen, don't worry, Master Shen. Fortunately, you took care of it in time. There is nothing serious for the time being."

Shen Yi fainted when Yan He asked.

The man who had finally looked healthier in the past two days was lying back on the hospital bed again, his face frighteningly ugly.

The needle that had just been pulled out during the night was inserted again.

In the ward, there were more than a dozen doctor and nurse trainees in white coats standing in front of the bed, checking and taking notes.

Yan He stood in the corner, but he didn't feel the excitement at all.

The two hands hanging by her sides had only now begun to tremble slightly. In those few minutes, she really felt for a moment that Shen Yi would not be able to survive it.

[Shenjun, I'm sorry, I'm really stupid. ]

The flower on the other side lay on her shoulder and began to shed tears, feeling useless.

The master gave her a chance to take shape.

Let it follow Shenjun and help her take care of her, but it can't even do this little thing well.

Normally Yan He might have ridiculed or comforted her, but she hadn't calmed down yet.

Silently, he held it in his arms and patted its little head.

No words were spoken.

Bianhua was pressed against her chest, and she could feel the emotional fluctuations inside even more. She spoke cautiously: "Isn't the Lord Shen angry with the master?" ]

Obviously there was no so-called attitude before this.

With that look, it really thought it would be difficult for the divine king and his master to reconcile.

But why are there sad emotions?

Yan He looked at the man surrounded by a group of people for a long time before answering its doubts: "I'm angry, but I didn't want him to suffer so much." ]

Why did Yousu swallow her artifact, and why he had to let her follow him to the small world.

She could actually guess some reasons.

But she was angry because she never thought about letting him die, nor did she want him to feel so uncomfortable.

He lowered his head somewhat disappointedly.

He walked away holding Xiaotuanzi, who still didn't quite understand.

No one noticed a figure appearing in this ward, and naturally no one noticed her leaving.

The man's fingers hanging helplessly by his side moved slightly.

No one found out either.

Shen Yi suddenly had a seizure and fainted. This was no small matter.

When I was a child, both Shen's father and Shen Zhe rushed over from the company.

"how's it going?"

Mother Shen sat beside the hospital bed, her eyes red from crying. She started to shed tears again when she saw the two of them: "The doctor said there is nothing wrong for the time being."

Father Shen held her shoulders and whispered comfort: "Don't worry, it will be fine."

Even though I say this, everyone knows it.

It’s hard for Shen Yi to get better.

Shen Zhe stood opposite and tucked him in, looking a little uncomfortable.

After she calmed down, Shen's mother suddenly thought of something: "When we first had the attack, none of us rang the bell. Who rang the bell?"

She and her aunt are in the kitchen.

Shen Yi was doing it on the sofa again.

The more I thought about it, the weirder it became, but I really couldn't figure it out. In the end, it could only be attributed to the call bell happening to malfunction.

The two father and son thought that they were too nervous and had an illusion.

"Mom, let the driver take you and my dad back first. I'll just watch from here."

Shen's mother still wanted to refuse, but Shen's father persuaded her to leave: "You are too nervous. Go back and rest. Come back tomorrow and let Xiaozhe take care of you here first."

"Ok."

Shen Yi woke up at night. The ward was brightly lit. He looked around and saw Shen Zhe sitting next to him doing business.

There is no strength in the body.

He withdrew his gaze and stared blankly at the white roof.

Then as if he thought of something, he raised his left hand and looked at his wrist. He waited until his hand was sore before putting it back on his stomach.

Shen Zhe heard the movement and stood up from the sofa: "How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Shen Yi shook his head: "Where's mom?"

"Mom and dad went back together."

"Are you scared by me?"

"Don't worry, Mom is fine."

Shen Zhe suddenly felt a little lucky. When he proposed to go home, Shen Yi insisted on staying in the hospital this time.

Otherwise, if something happens to Shen Yi, he will never forgive himself in his life.

"Sleep a little longer?"

"Ah."

In the small garden downstairs of the inpatient department, the cold beauty was sitting in the pavilion, lost in thought, and there was an aura of depression surrounding her.

Everything around her was incompatible with her.

But if someone could see it, they wouldn't be able to look away.

[Shenjun, don’t be sad, the master is not scared by you, he just happens to be ill. ]

[I know. ]

[Hua Ling, let’s go see him. ]

[good. ]

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