I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

"What's wrong with Yueyue?" Shi Qingfeng asked Sheng Xichen cautiously with heavy words.

"I don't know, when I woke up, she kept lying like this, not getting up or talking.

No matter what I tell her, she doesn't want to pay attention to me. "

Sheng Xichen shook his head and reached out to help Shi Xiyue, who was lying down, up from the bed.

"Check her quickly. Is she sick? Her forehead feels hot when I touch it. Does she have a fever?"

Shi Qingfeng sat beside the bed, holding Shi Xiyue's hand and feeling her pulse. Then he reached out and stroked her forehead.

He took a deep, uncomfortable breath, and then let it out shallowly.

"She has a fever, I'm going to prepare some fever-reducing medicine for her..."

Shi Qingfeng didn't say much.

Shi Xiyue's situation was not caused by physical illness, but by depression and excessive sadness in her heart.

Because of the pain, I don't want to look at it head on, and I just want to suppress things deep in my heart that I don't want to accept.

Sheng Xichen blamed himself thousands of times in his heart, but he still didn't feel any comfort.

He regretted again and again why he didn't jump into the oil pan.

If he jumped in, maybe... maybe Nu Xi would really fulfill his promise. He would let Guo Guo go and let Yueyue take her away.

It's because he's greedy for life and afraid of death, it's because he's cowardly. I'm so arrogant, I always feel like everything is going to turn around. As long as he kicked over the oil pan, the oil pan would not be under Guo Guo.

Even if Nuji lowers Guoguo from above, Guoguo will not fall directly into the oil pan.

But he ignored it, such a full pot of boiling oil and water, even if he kicked it over, the oil and water would splash everywhere. And the oil and water cannot get cold immediately.

He killed his own daughter, causing Guo Guo to die so miserably.

Shi Qingfeng brought antipyretic medicine and a glass of warm water. He signaled Sheng Xichen to feed the medicine to Shi Xiyue and take it.

"Yueyue, take the medicine."

He put the pill into Shi Xiyue's mouth, then put the water glass to her lips and carefully fed her some water.

Water stains ran out from the corners of her mouth.

In order for Shi Xiyue to take it, he had to tilt her body halfway up and continue to feed her water.

"Cough cough..."

The water spread into her throat, choking her and making her cough.

She lay on the bedside, spitting out the water and pills in her mouth on the ground.

"Yueyue...how can you do this without taking medicine? Don't do this...talk to me, what do you want?" Sheng Jichen hugged Shi Xiyue's body and cried hysterically like a child. .

Shi Qingfeng stood aside not knowing what to do.

He couldn't help it anymore, turned around and walked out of Sheng Xichen's bedroom, leaned against the wall in the corridor, raised his hand and slapped his face painfully.

"Blame me, blame me, it's my fault... Everything happened because of me..."

Shi Qingfeng's eyes were red and he slapped his face hard.

Not a day had passed since he had sobered up that his heart had been freed. He will never be able to escape in this life, and will always live in self-blame and pain.

If he hadn't been stupidly deceived by Lin Boyuan, his parents would not have died, and his second brother would not have died. He would not cause Yueyue to be separated from her sister's child.

Now even though Lin Boyuan is dead, he still can't forgive himself.

At the corner of the corridor, Zhang Yihan has not yet gone to the house next door. She clearly heard the sound of slaps echoing in the corridor. She stood there, watching Shi Qingfeng's painful self-reproach from a distance.

She didn't dare to get close to him, and no matter how much she wanted to comfort him, she didn't dare to go over and say a word.

Because she knew that Shi Qingfeng looked like a gentle, elegant, sunny and calm person on the surface. But he has a strong heart and is determined to carry everything on his own, and is unwilling to speak out directly.

If she went to comfort him at this time, it would only trample his self-esteem to the ground.

Only by letting him get out of that incident will he slowly feel relieved.

Shi Qingfeng couldn't get over the painful self-blame for a long time. He raised his hands, dug his fingers into his hair, and grabbed it fiercely. The fist hit his head again and again.

The long and thin body slid feebly along the wall. Squatting at the door, he put his fist in his mouth and gritted his teeth, worried that his crying would be heard in the room.

Zhang Yihan was so distressed that her face burst into tears. Her heart ached as if her heart beat half a beat slower.

After a long time, Shi Qingfeng adjusted his mentality, got up and went to the pharmacy next door, took a fever-reducing patch, and returned to Sheng Xichen's room again.

"If Yueyue can't swallow the medicine, just put this on her."

Shi Qingfeng handed the fever-reducing patch to Sheng Xinchen. Sheng Xinchen was so sad that he could not move at all.

He took a deep breath, opened the packaging on the fever-reducing patch, and saw that Shi Xiyue's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He used his sleeve to gently wipe it off for her, and then put the fever-reducing patch on her forehead.

"Where is she?" The little woman who had been reluctant to speak for a long time finally spoke.

Sheng Xianchen gently let go of the hand holding her body and looked directly at her face.

"Where is Guoguo?"

The little woman's voice sounded hoarse and dry. It was as if her voice was broken, and it was nothing like the sweet and melodious voice it once was.

Sheng Xianchen wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, choked the saliva in his throat, and looked a little dazed.

He didn't know where Guo Guo was. He was so heartbroken that he never dared to ask. He was even more afraid that something would happen to Shi Xiyue, so he didn't leave her side after waking up.

"Guoguo...she is in the Buddhist hall in the backyard."

Shi Qingfeng opened his mouth to answer.

If Shi Xiyue is willing to ask about Guoguo's whereabouts, then let her know. She always had to face it personally and couldn't immerse herself in it forever.

"Buddha... Buddhist hall?" Shi Xiyue blinked twice, frowned, and asked in disbelief: "Why is she... she is in the Buddhist hall?"

The atmosphere in the bedroom seemed particularly depressing, as if all the oxygen had been drained out.

"Yueyue, my cousin knows... I know you are sad. But no matter how sad... you have to... accept it.

You also have Huan'er, Le'er, Duo'er, Xi'er, and Lin'er.

You still have Shi'er, and Shi'er is also your precious daughter. If they see you so sad, they will definitely feel distressed..."

Shi Qingfeng tried his best to persuade her and comfort her.

Shi Xiyue didn't wait for him to finish his words, and suddenly opened up the quilt on her body, and rushed out of the bedroom with her feet bare.

"Yueyue..." Sheng Xichen's reaction became slow because of his sadness.

He stretched out his hand to pull her back, but his hand was empty. The man threw himself forward and fell to the ground.