"Ding!" The bell rang at twelve o'clock, and Ning Yimiao, who was already drowsy, was awakened and glanced sideways at Su Yu.

Su Yu bent over and buried his face in his lap.

At first, Ning Yimiao thought that Su Yu was just a little tired and rested on her stomach for a while, but soon she noticed Su Yu's abnormality.

"Xiaoyu, are you okay?" Ning Yimiao touched Su Yu's cold arm and said.

"It's fine, it's just a little stomachache." Su Yu endured the severe pain and said softly.

When he was a child, Su Yu was in the Su family, and he often starved, or ate some leftovers, and his stomach had already fallen into trouble.

In the past few months, Zhan Mochen has been adjusting Su Yu's body through dietary therapy, and he has improved a lot.

However, tonight, after sitting on this stone bench for nearly three hours with a cool breeze, my body was indeed a little unbearable.

"Let's not wait, let's go to the hospital now." Ning Yi stood up and said loudly.

Because of Su Yu's face, Ning Yimiao didn't say what she said about scolding Zhan Mochen in her heart.

Su Yu was very grateful for the company of these two people, if they left first, tonight, he would probably have to spend the night alone by the river.

The body is cold, and the heart is colder.

The stomach hurts, and the heart hurts even more.

"Okay, let's go back, don't go to the hospital, it's an old problem, it's been almost twenty years, I've been used to it for a long time, just press it." When she was in the Su family, Li Hong wished that she would die of illness as soon as possible, and she would not kindly take medicine for herself at all, every time she lay on the bed by herself and pressed it. I pressed too much, and I found some useful acupuncture points.

"How? It's not good for your health to resist like this. Mu Ziqi, who hadn't spoken, couldn't stand it anymore.

Su Yu's face was already white, and his lips were already chapped, which was obviously caused by rapid breathing.

How could it be that it was just like she said herself, it hurt a little.

Moreover, Mu Ziqi also understands Su Yu's temperament, she is so strong, if it weren't for the pain that she couldn't stand it, she would never show her vulnerable side in front of people.

Mu Ziqi also scolded Zhan Mochen in his heart, this time, that man was really excessive.

The last time we met, I swore that I would be good to Su Yu, and now I will leave my sick wife and disappear by myself.

As Su Yu's senior, this Liangzi has come to an end.

"I have medicine in my room, I don't need to go to the hospital, it's been so late today, and I have to attend the wedding tomorrow." When he went out this time, Su Yu did come over with stomach medicine, but it was not because of himself, but because of Zhan Mochen.

He was busy with work all year round and didn't eat on time, and Zhan Mochen's stomach had already fallen ill.

At Su Yu's insistence, the three of them drove back to the manor.

Along the way, no one spoke, and it was quiet inside the carriage.

Ning Yimiao was already nestled in her seat and fell asleep.

Su Yu kept looking out the window, Zhan Mochen, where have you been, I'm worried about you, do you know or not.

Mu Ziqi looked at Su Yu, and then at Ning Yimiao, thinking about something in his heart.

Su Yu always held on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that when she opened the door, she would be able to see the man's figure, but unfortunately, she was disappointed.

In the dark room, you can't feel the breath of other people.

Chang Xixi leaned on the hospital bed, chattering and reminiscing about the past time with Zhan Mochen.

If Zhan Mochen takes a closer look, he will find that this woman who is too excited and pretentious does not look sick at all.

However, Zhan Mochen's mind did not stop at Chang Xiqian's body at all, all he was thinking about was Su Yu now, even though he had asked Xia Lun to tell Su Yu about the situation on his side, but no matter what, he had missed the appointment, and he had made Su Yu wait for him for more than an hour in vain.

Chang Xixi could see it. Zhan Mochen has been distracted, but this has not dispelled her thoughts.

Since Zhan Mochen chose to stay tonight, it shows that he is not completely devoid of his own in his heart, he still cares about himself.

This means that it is only a matter of time before Zhan Mochen's heart is restored.

Su Yu, you are not as good as me, why should you fight with me.

This man, I'm going to decide.

Originally, Chang Xiqian's plan was that this night would go on like this, and it would be best to be able to consume Zhan Mochen in her bed.

It's a pity that it backfired, Chang Xixi pretended to be sick and pretended to be too much, so the liquid that the doctor prescribed for her was very effective.

Chang Xiqian persisted for three hours, but she couldn't hold it anymore, and fell asleep with her eyelids sinking.

Zhan Mochen looked at the slightly white sky outside the window, then looked at Chang Xiqian who was lying on the hospital bed, and strode out of the ward.

It's like saying goodbye to your old self.

When he returned to the manor, it was already nearly four o'clock, and Zhan Mochen was worried that going back to the room at this time would disturb Su Yu's rest, so he went directly to a hot spring, took a nap there for two hours, and then began to prepare for the wedding.

This night, Su Yu slept very badly, not only worried about Zhan Mochen, but also had a stomachache that never got better, and his cool body by the river was wrapped in the quilt for a long time, but it didn't warm up.

Therefore, it was not until the sky was bright that Su Yu barely slept for three hours.

Opening his eyes, Su Yu habitually touched the other side of the bed, it was cold and lifeless, it seemed that Zhan Mochen had not returned all night.

This is the first time after marriage, Su Yu stayed alone in the empty room, and his heart was shrouded in a huge sense of loss.