After the physical assessment was completed, Ye Jinyu organized a group of top experts to discuss the medical plan.
The discussion lasted for three days. Although the leading experts who participated in the consultation were all from the fields of biochemistry and medicine, their respective sub-fields of research were ultimately different.
Naturally, opinions differ on specific treatment plans, leading to ongoing disagreements and debates.
To ensure the accuracy and feasibility of the plan, Ye Jinyu and Lin Qingyi conducted in-depth discussions and verifications on almost every suggestion.
This involved some extremely detailed matters, requiring Xiao Wujie to conduct a more thorough examination on the spot, which was both mentally and physically exhausting.
Before they could even finalize a medical plan, they managed to knock Xiao Wujie out of bed.
During the session, he suddenly fell ill and became delirious from the pain. Chu Liyue quickly carried him out of the conference room.
The consequences of his condition worsening to a late stage immediately became apparent, and the effects of the special medicine refined by Lin Qingyi began to weaken.
In the past, as long as I took the medicine when I had an attack, it could immediately reduce the pain and relieve the suffering.
After taking the medication this time, the pain in his body did not subside immediately; it continued to intensify, wave after wave, constantly eroding his sanity.
In his hazy state of consciousness and unbearable pain, he bit his lip so hard that it bled profusely.
Chu Liyue forcefully pinched his chin, forcing his thin lips to open halfway, so that he wouldn't bite his lips until they were bloody.
Lin Qingyi left the scene immediately and gave him acupuncture to relieve his pain.
He was completely exhausted, like a small animal whipped and bruised, curled up in Chu Liyue's arms, trembling, unable to even lift his eyes.
Seeing that he was exhausted from the pain and extremely dependent on her, refusing to let go even for a moment, Chu Liyue really had no heart to participate in the consultation anymore, so she carried him back to the room where she was resting.
Gently place him on the bed and take off his coat and shoes.
Having just escaped Chu Liyue's embrace, he still retained some consciousness and shifted his body restlessly, his fingers weakly reaching for Chu Liyue's skirt.
A hoarse, weary voice whispered brokenly, "Sister, don't go..."
Chu Liyue quickly pulled the blanket over him, then suddenly leaned down and pressed her red lips against his pale, bloodless lips, gently kissing him.
Her slender hands slipped under the covers, gently stroking his trembling body, and she soothed him softly with heartache.
"Sweetie, don't be afraid, I'm here."
Because of the intense struggle in pain, he was covered in sweat. At this moment, he looked as if he had been pulled out of the water, with sticky sweat covering his exposed cheeks and neck.
The stray hairs on her forehead were also wet, sticking to her temples in strands.
Chu Liyue took a tissue from the bedside table, lifted a corner of the blanket, and wanted to wipe the sweat off his face and body.
Xiao Wujie was still in pain and his consciousness was blurred. He could feel Chu Liyue's presence, sometimes near and sometimes far.
His face was filled with pain, and his hands reached out restlessly to grab Chu Liyue's slender hand.
Her body trembled slightly, and she unconsciously wanted to snuggle into her arms, as if Chu Liyue's embrace was the best pain reliever.
"Sister, it hurts, I want a hug."
The last syllable was thick, and the trembling, broken voice brought a pang of sorrow to the heart.
Chu Liyue felt a pang of tenderness in her heart. She lifted her skirt, scooped him up, and pulled him into her arms.
"Hug me, big sister is holding you, don't be afraid, sweetie."
She held him in one arm, while her slender fingers held a tissue, gently wiping away the sweat from his body.
After wiping the sweat off his body, Chu Liyue took off her suit jacket, lay down gracefully on her side, pulled the blanket over herself, and lay down with him in the blanket.
Her arms cradled his head, her warm palms gently caressing his chest, her delicate lips lightly touching his earlobe, her voice low and soothing:
"Sweetie, go to sleep for a while, I'll stay with you."
Exhausted and worn out from the torment, Xiao Wujie instantly snuggled into her arms, burying his face in her chest where her buttons were undone and her neckline was low, his face filled with dependence and peace of mind.
Under Chu Liyue's extremely gentle coaxing, she gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Holding him close, Chu Liyue gazed quietly at his sleeping face, her fingers gently tracing his perfect features, her eyes heavy with emotion.
Xiao Wujie slept very soundly. Seeing that he was completely unconscious, Chu Liyue quietly went out and instructed Lu Zhufeng and Ai Ruoman to guard the door before leaving for the conference room.
The authoritative experts' physical assessment of Xiao Wujie's condition clearly indicated that his health could no longer be delayed.
If she doesn't take some effective measures soon, she can't imagine how Xiao Wujie will survive the coming winter.
As darkness fell, Ai Ruoman ran over to tell her that Xiao Wujie had woken up and was looking for her.
She went to get some light liquid food, which took a little longer. When she pushed the door open with the tray, she saw Xiao Wujie about to pull out the IV drip and get out of bed.
"do what?"
The moment her cold, authoritative voice rang out, Xiao Wujie trembled involuntarily, stopped what he was doing, looked up at her, his eyes misty.
It was as if Chu Liyue had completely taken him in and felt sorry for him, unable to do anything about him. His face showed no fear, and he spoke in a hoarse and weak voice, full of dependence and longing.
"Sister, I feel sad because I can't see you."
Setting down her plate, Chu Liyue quickly grabbed his hand to check the IV drip. When she looked up, her eyes were covered with icy coldness.
But whenever she met his unreserved, trembling gaze, full of affection, the scolding that was on the tip of her tongue just wouldn't come out.
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