Thinking about how awful he was in his past and present lives, I wiped away my tears, put down my water glass, threw away the cotton ball, and decided I didn't want to care about him anymore.
Just as I was about to get up, Fu Yanshen wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me down onto his chest.
"Fu Yanshen, don't move! You'll make the needle bounce!"
"Sheng Qiaoqiao..." he called out to me in a hoarse voice, "You... don't go."
I froze, thinking I had misheard.
Fu Yanshen actually told me not to leave?
He's delirious from the fever and talking nonsense.
However, at this critical juncture, I can't leave even if I want to; I'm afraid they'll definitely send someone to keep an eye on me.
Fu Yanshen fell ill, and he was the one who had the biggest headache.
After the IV drip was finished, his fever subsided, but it returned that night, and he also seemed to be having nightmares.
"Mother……"
On the large bed, the man shook his head from side to side, his brows furrowed tightly, his expression pained, and he muttered something under his breath.
This was the first time I had ever seen him so vulnerable; he was even calling out for his mother.
I shook him, trying to help him struggle out of the terrible nightmare.
After a long while, he opened his eyes, his gaze empty as he stared at the ceiling, his chest still heaving violently.
The dream I just had seems to have been quite terrifying.
"Fu Yanshen, you just had a nightmare." I stroked his cheek and patted it gently.
His gaze gradually focused, as if he had seen me.
The man's face darkened, his dangerous black eyes fixed on me. He pulled me forcefully onto his chest, and before I could struggle, he suddenly rolled over and pinned me down.
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