Chapter 30 My heart is about to explode
Pei Yuezhou's self-destructive drinking tonight had serious consequences. Even the family doctor showed an expression of confusion on his face: "You dare to do this when you are allergic to alcohol? Even if a young couple is arguing, they can't not take care of themselves."
Yu Zhi became nervous: "Is it serious?"
The family doctor couldn't help but sigh and explained to Yu Zhi, "He drank a lot of strong liquor, and his allergies are quite severe. I'm afraid he's bound to have a high fever tonight. I suggest that his wife stay with him."
Yu Zhi agreed without thinking.
Pei Yuezhou was half asleep and half awake, not knowing whether he heard what the doctor said. He opened his eyes hazily and subconsciously looked for Yu Zhi.
Only when we held hands did he fall asleep peacefully.
After the doctor gave Pei Yuezhou an IV drip, he asked the nurse to help Yu Zhi wipe Pei Yuezhou's body before they left the room.
Only Yu Zhi was left to apply medicine on him.
Pei Yuezhou seemed to be sleeping uneasy. He grabbed Yu Zhi's hand and called her name.
Yu Zhi didn't hear clearly what he was going to say, so she moved closer to his lips and heard him whisper: "I want them to die, all of them..."
The faint red at the corners of his eyes made him look particularly paranoid.
Yu Zhi reached out and pinched his face, feeling a bit speechless. "You, you're taking revenge on society? What kind of unhealthy thoughts are these?"
He probably felt the warmth from Yu Zhi's hand and couldn't help but rub it. She looked well-behaved and harmless, a far cry from the madman who wanted to destroy everyone just now.
Yu Zhi sighed softly and leaned closer to him in indulgence.
I have to say that the judgment made by professional doctors is accurate. In the second half of the night, Pei Yuezhou really developed a high fever. In addition, his body was red due to allergies, and he felt itchy and stuffy, which made him unable to help but scratch.
Yu Zhi quickly stopped him and asked the nurse to come in and help put a fever-reducing patch on him.
Pei Yuezhou was busy like this until dawn, and then he fell asleep.
When he woke up again, it was almost noon.
My throat was dry and it was difficult to even speak.
As soon as he propped himself up and sat up, Yu Zhi handed the cup of water to his mouth. Pei Yuezhou lowered his eyes and drank a few sips of water, and his throat felt better.
"What's wrong with me?" His head was aching slightly, and there was a medical Band-Aid on the back of his hand, which looked like the needle had just been removed and was bleeding.
"Do you have a headache and feel a little weak all over?"
Pei Yuezhou nodded.
"Hmph, a hangover plus moderate allergies, and you had a fever all night last night, you deserve to be miserable." Although Yu Zhi said this, she still stirred the millet porridge in the bowl, tested the temperature, and then raised the spoon.
Pei Yuezhou knew that he was in the wrong, so he drank the porridge obediently. The hair on his forehead was not combed back like usual, but just hung down in front of his forehead, making him look less distant and well-behaved.
After eating a bowl of porridge, Pei Yuezhou felt better. He struggled to get up and take a shower, but Yu Zhi stopped him.
She rested her arms on either side of his body and looked at him seriously: "You were drunk last night, and I didn't respond to some of your words. I want to ask, are you sober now?"
Pei Yuezhou couldn't help but stroke his cuffs with his fingertips and responded in a low voice: "Hmm."
"Okay. Ah Yue, I didn't drink with other men. Even if I did, it was only to discuss business. As for those eighteen male models you're so upset about, I have no interest in them. From the beginning to the end, my heart and eyes were filled with only you."
Yu Zhi's voice was not loud, but it was resounding, as if it hit Pei Yuezhou's heart hard, making his heart rate inexplicably disordered.
Pei Yuezhou unconsciously softened his breathing, his ears flushed, and he somehow avoided Yu Zhi's burning gaze, "Hmm..."
Seeing his expression, Yu Zhi thought he didn't believe her, so she held his face and gave him a heavy kiss between his eyebrows.
"So, take care of your body from now on. Since you keep saying you love me, then stay with me until we grow old together. Otherwise, I'll find a handsome guy right after you're buried."
The threats hidden in Yu Zhi's words seemed to be wrapped in marshmallows, without any damage value, but inexplicably made Pei Yuezhou hold on to the sheets under him.
Until Yu Zhi briefly left the room, Pei Yuezhou felt like he was hit by something and fell backwards on the bed. He pressed the back of his hands to his eyes, and a small, laughing sound escaped from his lips: "I'm really going crazy..."
His heartbeat seemed to be out of control, each beat was extremely clear, and he couldn't help but press on his heart.
Stop jumping, I can’t stand it anymore.
Perhaps Yu Zhi's verbal "threat" worked, Pei Yuezhou became exceptionally docile, and even his daily routine became regular and healthy.
Yu Zhi also confiscated all the iced American coffee he had stored in the refrigerator and asked someone to buy some more healthy and refreshing tea.
Pei Yuezhou, who was used to drinking coffee, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw the tea handed to him by his assistant.
The assistant immediately used the words Lin Zhi had taught him: "Sir, this is the wife's order."
When Pei Yuezhou heard this, he picked up the tea and drank it without even frowning.
Upon seeing this, the assistant couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, their boss is indeed a henpecked husband, and the gossip from the Chinese branch is indeed reliable.
**
At that time, Witte Street became even more chaotic amidst a hail of bullets. Under the cover of his subordinates, Song Nuan dragged his injured body and hid behind a half-collapsed wall.
She spat out the blood in her mouth, tore off her clothes neatly, and wrapped the wound on her waist and abdomen.
[Host, we can't escape. Song Chuhe has made this place a cage. I suggest you exchange your points for an item—a way to escape.]
Song Nuan suppressed the sweet taste in her throat and said, "I want to exchange for props."
[Okay, I'll buy it right away.]
Suddenly, footsteps approached, not far from Song Nuan. She could even hear the other person's impatient voice commanding: "She must be nearby. A woman who is injured can't hide for long. Search her thoroughly!"
"yes."
The footsteps suddenly became chaotic, and some of them were approaching her.
[Cooling down here, 3, 2...]
The two strong men were about to cross the low wall, but at the critical moment, the man who was leaning against the wall just now disappeared in an instant, leaving only a pool of blood.
When they noticed the scene, their expressions changed and they immediately called people over.
Song Nuan, who was teleported away, was now completely exhausted. She didn't even have the energy to look at her surroundings and fainted.
Under her influence, the system was also forced to shut down.
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