Pain at minus 7 degrees Celsius

When Cheng Yue felt that he was going to be unable to hold on, he suddenly felt someone supporting him from the side, as if grabbing a life-saving straw. With a gleam of clarity, he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Hao's dark eyes were full of undisguised worry, and he was at a loss for a while.

With Xiao Hao's support, Cheng Yuewen stood up slowly.

"Please help me back to the office."

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Hao tried his best to let Cheng Yue lean on him, almost half-embracing Cheng Yue into the office and into the rest room inside, and then carefully helped him lie down, but was signaled by Cheng Yue's eyes to help him. Putting a pillow behind him, let him half lie on the bed.

Looking carefully at Cheng Yue, whose eyes were slightly closed, Xiao Hao just helped him take off the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Hiding the look of pain.For some reason, Xiao Hao's heart was twisted into a tangled ball, feeling sour and aching.

"Do you need to take medicine? What kind of medicine?"

"Help me get my phone."

"What else do you have to do? Can't you stop for a while?"

Cheng Yue secretly closed his eyes to relieve the bouts of dizziness in front of him, but the excruciating drowsiness gradually intensified, and he knew in his heart that the symptoms of hypoglycemia had worsened.

These days, because Xiao Pei and Yuan Duoduo have been admitted to the hospital one after another, they are too busy to take care of their picky stomach. Occasionally, they will vomit within half an hour after eating something. Qiao Jiawen went for him, so he could only support himself, and now I am afraid that it is the end of his strength.

Cheng Yue's pale face and a pair of blurred peach blossom eyes were full of ridicule, alienation, and helplessness.

"Young Master Xiao is overflowing with sympathy? Don't worry about it."

"Cheng Yue, if it weren't for your face, which is uglier than a ghost, I would..."

"Just what? Give me a punch?"

Cheng Yue half-lyed on the bed and stared at Xiao Hao. Although he was smiling, he was a little weak, obviously lacking energy.

Xiao Hao's heart was tangled again, but he no longer wanted to argue with him.

"It's better for you to take a break, lest I have not succeeded in making a whistleblower, and you will reveal the truth yourself first."

Cheng Yue glanced lazily at Xiao Hao.

"I just called the pharmacy and sent me two sticks of glucose."

Xiao Hao was so angry that he was going crazy when he was mocked by Cheng Yue, but because he looked at his thin cheeks, his pale and bloodless face and the color of his lips, Xiao Hao suppressed the unhappiness of being wiped out in his heart .

"Xiao Pei has just woken up and needs your care. You have come to my side to thank you."

"Success, I'm really full."

The eldest young master of the Xiao family, who has always had the wind and the rain, was ignored and ridiculed by the same person within a day, which hurt his self-esteem.

Annoyed, he scratched the bird's nest head, stood up irritably, glanced at Cheng Yue who was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and finally pulled the thin blanket folded beside him to cover Cheng Yue, and tucked him up again. Only then did the corner go out.

When I went out, I saw Qiao Jiawen walking over with a tray.

Qiao Jiawen has been with Cheng Yue since he graduated from graduate school, so he naturally knows these typical troubled friends around him.

Xiao Pei's intermittent hospitalization these days not only consumed his own energy, but also consumed a lot of Cheng Yue's physical strength.He was one of the few people in the whole hospital who knew that Cheng Yue had a serious stomach problem. When he was picking up the medicine at the pharmacy, he heard the dispensing nurse say that Cheng Yue wanted two glucose, so he knew that the man must have suffered from hypoglycemia again. He took it by himself and walked towards Cheng Yue's office.

But he didn't want to see Xiao Hao come out of Cheng Yue's office.

Just as he was thinking about whether to say hello to him, Xiao Hao started talking first, with traces of anxiety and worry evident in his expression.

"He's not feeling well, go in and have a look." Xiao Hao even opened the door for him, which made Qiao Jiawen a little flattered.She turned to look at Xiao Hao in a daze.

The frustration on that face covered the whole handsome and distinct face, Qiao Jiawen felt a little baffled but it was natural.It should be that his boss gave this man something to make him look constipated now?

Qiao Jiawen is almost certainly the masterpiece of the boss of his family. In the nearly six years he and Cheng Yue have been together, he has not even seen clearly what kind of person he is. However, people in this world will always feel that kind of slight alienation and shallow indifference.

But in the circle, the flirtatious and easy-going Young Master of the Xiao family will always look like a flirtatious flirt. He has never had the look of being so deflated and unable to vomit.

Because he was worried about Cheng Yue, Qiao Jiawen didn't waste much time, nodded at Xiao Hao, and hurriedly walked in.

Cheng Yue was half-lying on the side of the bed, dizzy, and frowning tightly together, trying to raise his hand to rub the center of his brows to relieve it, but found that he couldn't exert any strength, his stomach was struggling with pain all the time, and he put it on The hand on the upper abdomen pressed against the same cold and stiff place, not only did not relieve the pain, but it became more and more severe.

Qiao Jiawen entered the lounge and saw the pain on Cheng Yue's face, so he knew that he was in a lot of pain. He put the tray in his hand on the cabinet next to his bed, pushed him two glucose first, and then opened himself by the way. Give him the potion.

After a while, Cheng Yue fell into a drowsy sleep.

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