"But I feel so bad..." Xu Zhiru's voice was weak, "Do I have some terminal illness?"
"No, don't overthink it." Fu Chen comforted him, "Didn't the doctor say that you're just under too much pressure and need to rest well."
"But I..." Xu Zhiru wanted to say something, but suddenly she started coughing violently, as if she was going to cough out her lungs.
"Zhiru, what's wrong with you?" Fu Chen was terrified. "Doctor! Call a doctor!"
The doctor came quickly and examined Xu Zhiru.
"Doctor, how is she?" Fu Chen asked anxiously.
"The patient's condition isn't good," the doctor said, frowning. "Her mood is very unstable. If this continues, it will be very detrimental to her condition."
"What should we do?" Fu Chen asked, "Is there any way to make her better?"
"The best way is to keep her away from stressors," the doctor said. "Let her rest well in a relaxing and pleasant environment."
"Stressor..." Fu Chen muttered to himself, his eyes suddenly becoming sinister. "I understand. Thank you, doctor."
"It's all because of that bitch Ning Nanxue!" Fu Chen gritted his teeth and said, "If it weren't for her, how could Zhiru become like this!"
"Ah Chen, don't be like this..." Xu Zhiru said weakly, "It has nothing to do with Miss Ning, it's my own fault..."
"No, it's her!" Fu Chen's voice was filled with hatred, "I will never let her go!"
"Ah Chen, promise me, don't be impulsive..." Xu Zhiru's voice became weaker and weaker, "I don't want to see you get hurt..."
"Okay, I promise you." Fu Chen held Xu Zhiru's hand tightly, "Don't worry, I will definitely protect you."
Xu Zhiru looked at Fu Chen, smiled, and slowly closed her eyes.
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