"Qingqing, you're finally awake! That's wonderful!" Seeing her eyelids flutter a few times, Gu Mu, who was guarding the bedside, jumped up excitedly.

She called him in the middle of the night without saying a word, which scared him so much that he stumbled from his room to hers without even putting on his shoes. When he couldn't open the door, he ran back to his room to find the spare key to her room before he was able to open it.

At this moment, because he made too much noise, he woke up Qiao Ziyang and Lu Qi and the others who lived nearby.

Without thinking twice, he rushed into her room and saw her lying on the bed with her face flushed red, like a hot iron in a furnace full of charcoal. It was clearly not a normal blush.

It seems like she has a high fever.

He touched her forehead, guessing it was true. He quickly picked her up and rushed out of the room.

When Gu Mu met Qiao Ziyang at the door, he asked him to drive the car. He was sweating and his voice was trembling with anxiety.

Qiao Ziyang was frightened. Seeing Gu Mu's anxious and scared appearance, he thought Gu Qingqing was about to die.

He only snapped out of his daze after Gu Mu yelled at him, and ran out to get his car. He got Gu Qingqing to the hospital safely, where the doctor examined her, prescribed medication, and gave her several bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine.

However, her condition was not good. She had a high fever of 41 degrees Celsius, which kept coming back after it subsided. After several emergency treatments by the doctor, the high fever finally subsided two days later and did not recur.

She remained unconscious.

It lasted for three days and three nights.

For those three days, he stayed by her side without leaving for a moment, taking meticulous care of her.

She felt guilty every minute of every day, feeling that he hadn't taken good care of her.

He was willing to donate tens of millions of dollars to help her get such a serious illness, as long as she can wake up and be safe and sound.

He cared more about her health than a huge sum of tens of millions in cash.

Fortunately, she did wake up.

Gu Mu's voice called Gu Jin and Fu Jue over.

"Qingqing—" The group of people who were standing by the window rushed to the bedside, calling her name, making a lot of noise.

Gu Qingqing frowned, closed her eyes, and then closed them again.

She was too tired, her body was too weak, and she didn't know how many days she had slept.

Recognizing their voices put her at ease.

"Second brother, eldest brother, third brother, Master Fu..." He actually came too?

When Gu Qingqing opened her eyes and saw the four of them, she was both happy and surprised.

Did she sleep for several days?

Otherwise, how could Fu Jue fly to the capital of China in such a short time?

Even at the fastest, it will still take ten hours or so.

"Qingqing, are you feeling better? Is anything bothering you?" Fu Jue squeezed in, only to be glared at by Gu En standing to the side.

If it weren't for her presence, Gu En would probably have given Fu Jue a good scolding.

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Mr. Fu." After nearly three months apart, Gu Qingqing felt a little unfamiliar with him. Although they would contact each other every day or two via mobile phone and laptop, and often have video calls, she could not avoid the feeling of estrangement that arose from not seeing each other for a long time.

Fu Jue sensed her embarrassment and nervousness, so he gently stroked her head and gave her a tender smile.

"Are you hungry? I've prepared some millet porridge." He missed her terribly, having not seen her for so long.

"Okay, I'm starving." With his comforting words, Gu Qingqing slowly regained her former familiarity and warmth.

"Qingqing, your second brother has prepared mint porridge, which is your favorite." Gu Mu stood up and hurriedly went to the table next to him to bring over a thermos.

By the time Fu Jue brought over the millet porridge he had prepared, he was already a step too late. Looking at the thermos in Gu Mu's hand, he looked down at the thermos in his own arms and tightened his grip.

Does she like mint porridge?

He didn't know that all they had prepared was millet porridge, which is good for the stomach.

Will she be unhappy?

Gu Qingqing was helped to sit up by Gu Jin, who placed two soft pillows behind her to make her more comfortable.

Gu En also went to get the food she had prepared.

Three days ago, after learning from Gu Mu that she was sick, he immediately asked his coach for a few days off and drove to the film studio under immense pressure.

He was terrified on the way there, especially since her high fever didn't improve after he arrived. It kept fluctuating, with her feeling hot and cold, and it took her two whole days to fully recover.

"Qingqing, come and eat, don't starve. You've been sleeping for three days and only had an IV drip." Gu Mu filled a small bowl halfway with steaming hot food, blowing on it to cool it down before feeding it to her.

"I've slept for three days?" Gu Qingqing was shocked. She had thought she had only slept for one day, since she had a very short dream.

A nightmare.

In her dream, she shuttled back and forth between the real world and the world she transmigrated into. Her soul was being pulled in different directions. As soon as she entered the world she transmigrated into, her soul was quickly pulled back to the real world. Eventually, her soul split in two, causing the spacetime of the two worlds to become distorted, and people and things to change madly.

She was so frightened that she woke up from her nightmare.

She didn't understand why she was having such a nightmare; perhaps she had been thinking too much those past few days, and what she thought about during the day manifested in her dreams at night.

Perhaps that nightmare was a warning?

After taking a bite of the mint porridge, Gu Qingqing felt a cool and refreshing sensation in her mouth and stomach, instantly winning her heart and making her stop thinking about the nightmare.

Suddenly she caught a glimpse of Fu Jue standing to one side, but because he was looking down, she couldn't see his expression.

"Mr. Fu, I'd like to eat some millet porridge. Could you please serve me a bowl?" She knew he must have been too embarrassed to come over earlier, all because Gu Mu had said something inappropriate.

She likes to eat mint porridge, but millet porridge is also delicious.

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