Looking into his dejected eyes, Lin Zhenzhen was just about to write something to comfort him.
Suddenly, I felt as if a sharp knife had been inserted into my abdomen, and the tearing pain came quickly and violently.
Her knees buckled, and she collapsed to the ground, a fine layer of sweat instantly forming on her forehead.
"Ling Zhen?" Yu Jiamu knelt down to support her. "What's wrong?"
Lin Zhenzhen closed her eyes, her brows furrowed.
She wanted to express her pain, but she didn't have the strength to pick up the pen that had fallen beside her.
After struggling for a long time, he could only shake his head gently.
Suddenly, she was lifted into the air and pulled into a hard, hot embrace.
All four of her senses, except for pain, were malfunctioning at this moment, and she could only rely on the most primal methods to find a sense of security.
Lin Zhenzhen tried to move her head closer to the source of warmth, and then gently rubbed against it twice.
Yu Jiamu felt her movement, his body stiffened, and then he tightened his grip, holding her even more firmly in his arms.
They had already reached the entrance of the residential area when they saw Yu Jiamu carrying someone rushing towards them. The security guard quickly ran out of the duty room to ask if they needed help.
Yu Jiamu did not answer. He took three steps at a time and kicked away the obstructing iron fence.
He quickly ran to the middle of the road and forced a passing car to stop.
The car owner rolled down the window and, after seeing Yu Jiamu's expression, swallowed the curses that were about to come out.
"Handsome, what's wrong?"
Yu Jiamu's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted urgently, "To the hospital, quick!"
...
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
The sound of an unknown electronic instrument running filled my ears, smooth, mechanical, and rhythmic.
Lin Zhenzhen twitched her nose and smelled the disinfectant in the air.
Being in the hospital made her feel a little better; at least if the pain flared up again, the doctor could prescribe a painkiller for her.
If all else fails, an anesthetic injection will also work.
Lin Zhenzhen's pain tolerance threshold was originally higher than that of ordinary people. She wouldn't even frown at minor injuries or pains.
But for a moment just now, she thought she was really going to die from the pain.
It was a devastating blow that struck deep into the soul, like someone had reached out and rummaged around in your abdomen.
She suddenly realized a possibility: [Did the original owner have a terminal illness that you forgot to tell me?]
The system jumped up from the ground: [Oh no! How could they make such a serious mistake?]
[Hehe, that Lingzhen from the last small world...]
The system quickly interrupted her dredging up old grievances: [This time it really isn't. The pain is because the system's self-protection mechanism has been triggered; it's a perk for your quick transmigration host level increase!]
Protect my safety?
Are you sure?
Lin Zhenzhen was taken aback, and then realized that she hadn't said those words; the voice came from outside the door.
She struggled to open her eyelids a crack and saw two blurry figures outside the door.
"The patient likely developed acute gastritis due to long-term unhealthy eating habits. We've done all the tests, but no other problems were found."
Seeing that he still looked somber, the doctor gently patted Yu Jiamu's shoulder: "If you're still worried, you can stay in the hospital for observation for two days."
"I understand, thank you, Dr. Zheng."
Yu Jiamu pushed open the door and saw the figure on the hospital bed.
Looking at her, the girl's face was so pale it almost blended into the sheets. She was like a fragile piece of paper, as if a gentle tug would tear her apart.
Yu Jiamu subconsciously softened his movements and moved a chair over to sit next to her.
As if sensing someone nearby, the girl's finger twitched slightly.
Yu Jiamu immediately placed his hand over hers and gently hooked her index finger.
"Ling Zhen?"
No response.
Lin Zhenzhen heard him sigh deeply.
He gently scratched her palm: "Don't eat such spicy food next time."
Lin Zhenzhen: ? ? ?
She struggled to open her eyes, deliberately displaying the bewilderment and dazedness of someone who had just woken up.
However, Yu Jiamu was so engrossed in playing with her nails that he completely missed her performance.
The original owner's nails were not pretty. Because she needed to touch the piano keys, her nails were trimmed very short, and she had a strange habit of biting her nails since she was a child.
Over time, the nail bed will become much lower than the nail plate, and the nail will be thick and short, having nothing to do with being beautiful.
But Yu Jiamu seemed very focused. When Lin Zhenzhen pulled her hand away, he finally looked up.
"You're awake. Are you feeling better now?" Yu Jiamu touched her forehead and forced a smile. "You really scared me to death just now."
"In such a critical moment of life and death, thankfully Brother Jiamu brought out the Life and Death Speed device. Aren't you touched?"
Lin Zhenzhen noticed the fatigue in his eyes and his feigned composure. She opened her mouth and mouthed the words "touched".
"Including this time, I've saved you three times now." Yu Jiamu suddenly leaned closer. "How about considering another way to repay me?"
Lin Zhenzhen tilted her head to look at him, her eyes filled with innocent naiveté.
Yu Jiamu stared at her pure, untainted eyes, and suddenly a smile crept across his face.
He pinched Lin Zhenzhen's slightly chubby cheek: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Just be a good girl."
When Yu Jiamu shows a genuine smile, his eyes curve into a beautiful arc.
With his upper and lower eyelashes intertwined closely, once his roguish air faded, he looked like a clean-cut, sunny campus heartthrob.
But the next second, Yu Jiamu narrowed his eyes slightly.
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