Seeing his pained expression, Xu Rubao felt her heart break, and she was completely at a loss for what to do.
She was a medical student, and the most important thing for a medical student is to be calm and composed, but she found that she couldn't stay calm at all when facing him.
"Lu Jingheng, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Jingheng felt his consciousness fading away little by little. He tried his best to suppress the urge not to hurt her, but this only made him more miserable.
Xu Rubao watched him roll around on the ground, not knowing how to calm him down.
His forehead was covered in sweat; no, to be precise, it seemed as if his entire body was covered in sweat.
She had read many medical books and seen many case studies, but she had never heard of a case like his before.
Was he poisoned?
Xu Rubao recalled that she had taken his pulse before, and at that time she felt that his pulse was not right.
However, he refused to let her take his pulse again, saying that he was fine and that it was her lack of medical skills.
Looking back now, I think my judgment at the time was probably right; he just didn't want her to know.
Xu Rubao took his hand; his pulse was even more erratic, and she couldn't get a good reading from his movements.
However, she was certain of one thing: his pulse was different from that of a normal person, and according to her deduction, he had been poisoned.
Xu Rubao ran into the bathroom, filled a basin with cold water, and tried to wipe his sweat and help him wake up.
He occasionally let out painful sounds, and his voice was completely different, like that of an elderly person.
She never expected that the person she met that day would be him.
Did he know that she almost went to Xu Ziqing for the corrective surgery because of this?
Thinking of this, Xu Rubao felt as if a knife was stuck in her heart.
She had just washed the towel and was about to wipe the back of his neck when suddenly, he grabbed her hand.
Before Xu Rubao could react, he was instantly pinned to the bed, and in no time, his clothes were ripped off.
Xu Rubao tried to resist, but he was no match for him.
The room was filled with enchanting beauty. After an unknown amount of time, Xu Rubao felt as if her entire body had been dismantled.
However, Lu Jingheng finally calmed down and lay down to sleep next to her.
Xu Rubao looked at the man beside her and her brows furrowed. He had been in so much pain before, and had even punched the bed.
He's quiet now, and the veins on his face have subsided.
She could still see the black patch on his head, which seemed to be smaller than before.
She reached out and touched his head. Was he in so much pain because of the black mass in his brain?
Can this dark spot be surgically removed?
Although Xu Rubao was also very tired, she couldn't close her eyes at all while looking at him.
She didn't know when his attack would occur again, or what kind of damage it would cause to his body.
Previously, there were rumors that he wouldn't live past thirty? Could it be true?
Thinking about this made Xu Rubao feel terrible, and she couldn't feel sleepy at all.
No, it must be fake. He's so bad, he's definitely not destined to be thirty.
She rolled over and saw that her clothes had been torn by him. She had no choice but to open her clothes and found that she only had men's clothes.
She had no choice but to take a shirt; he was tall, so she could wear it as a dress.
Xu Rubao took out another hot towel and wiped his body.
He sweated too much just now, he needs to wipe himself off and change into clean clothes, otherwise he might catch a cold.
In his case, Xu Rubao felt that even a minor cold should be taken seriously.
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