"Shi Yan."
Song Yuchen looked at her back as she turned away resolutely, and his heart felt like it was being pricked by countless cotton needles.
She hated herself so much.
He stood there, watching her figure getting farther and farther away.
Shi Yan is so tired.
Her vision grew dizzy, and her steps became increasingly unsteady, until suddenly her vision went black and she lost consciousness.
thump.
"Shi Yan!"
Song Yuchen rushed over and carried Shi Yan back to the car. Her little face was as white as paper.
Song Yuchen's eyes were completely panicked, "Shi Yan."
Shi Yan didn't eat much, and she had an allergic reaction yesterday, so the family doctor came to give her an IV and reminded her to eat a light diet.
Song Yuchen frowned as he looked at the weak Shi Yan lying on the bed.
"When will she wake up?"
"Wait for the IV drip. She needs more attention. And Mr. Song..."
The doctor hesitated, "Don't let her touch alcohol anymore."
"Um."
When the doctor goes out, he closes the door considerately.
Song Yuchen stood in front of the bed with her head down for a long time, the light in the room shining on her pale hands.
Shi Yan is too thin.
Her wrist was so thin that it seemed like it would break at the slightest touch.
Song Yuchen stood here and looked at her.
He bent down and tentatively touched her skin, which was soft and warm.
"Shi Yan."
Song Yuchen squatted in front of her, staring at her face with tears in his eyes.
He didn't want to see her like this, he just wanted her to be happy.
Wen Fang called and Song Yuchen said Shi Yan had a cold.
"Is it serious?"
Wen Fang wished she could fly over immediately.
"It's okay, Mom. I'll take good care of her."
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