"Why should I be happy that you're in the hospital?"
"Will you feel sorry for me?"
"You...you should just shut up."
What kind of time is this to say such things?
They soon arrived at the operating room. Yu Chiyan was taken inside for examination, while Su Yaoyao waited anxiously outside.
About half an hour later, the doctor came out.
"Excuse me, who is the patient's family member?"
Su Yaoyao immediately went to greet him; "I! I am the patient's wife. Doctor, how is my husband?"
The doctor in the white coat pushed up his glasses and then spoke with a serious expression.
"Your husband's stomach problem is very serious. As his wife, how could you feed him such spicy and stimulating food? It will only worsen his stomach condition. Fortunately, you brought him here early, and we have already given him an IV drip and prescribed medicine. He should feel better after taking the medicine."
Upon hearing this, Su Yaoyao immediately asked worriedly, "Doctor, is my husband alright now?"
The doctor nodded; "This stomach problem is a very troublesome thing. It can only be managed by resting and recuperating. You can't keep ruining your health like this, understand?"
Su Yaoyao was incredibly obedient and immediately nodded; "Okay, okay, I understand, doctor."
"Um."
After the doctors left, Su Yaoyao went to the ward where Yu Chiyan was.
Perhaps because of the IV drip, the man became sleepy very quickly and was already asleep in bed.
Su Yaoyao sat on the edge of the man's bed, tracing his cool and handsome face with her gaze.
His lips, his nose, and his eyes—almost every part of him was perfect.
However, the man's furrowed brows showed that he was not feeling well.
A hint of heartache and guilt flashed in Su Yaoyao's eyes.
What an idiot! He's willing to risk his own health just to get her to vent her anger.
Thinking this, Su Yaoyao couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the man's brow.
The icy temperature caused the man's tightly furrowed brows to loosen slightly.
Yu Chiyan suddenly reached out and grasped Su Yaoyao's hand.
"Yu Chiyan, what are you doing? Watch out for the needle in your hand!"
The man still had an IV drip in the back of his hand. Su Yaoyao was startled by his actions and couldn't help but call out, but Yu Chiyan did not wake up.
Su Yaoyao tried to pull her hand away, but as soon as she moved, Yu Chiyan immediately tightened his grip, preventing her from taking her hand from his.
"Yao... Yao Yao, don't move..."
Fearing that Yu Chiyan might touch the needle in his hand, Su Yaoyao indeed dared not move around anymore.
"Okay, okay, I won't move. Just hold it lightly, or my hand will hurt."
Upon hearing this, Yu Chiyan indeed loosened his grip considerably.
Su Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief, but she still didn't dare to move around recklessly.
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