Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mu Xiaoxiao threw herself into his arms, her head pressing against him, whimpering as she said repeatedly, âMy head hurts⦠It hurtsâ¦â
Yin Shaojie held her. When his large hand touched her face, his palm was covered in her cold sweat.
His hands became tense as he hugged her. He kissed her on her head and said, âItâs alright. Iâll send you to the hospital right away.â
She was clearly fine just a moment ago. How did it turn out like this so suddenly?
Yin Shaojie didnât have the time to think about it. After sitting her up straight, he started the car and drove to the hospital.
Fortunately, they werenât far from the hospital. But this journey, which usually took about a quick ten minutes of travel, felt like ages to him.
â¦
In the ward, Mu Xiaoxiao laid on the white hospital bed. Her usual pink lips were pale.
Yin Shaojie sat on the side of the bed, holding her little hand, watching her worriedly as though he were afraid that she wouldnât wake up again.
The doctors words still rang in his ears.
âThe situation doesnât look too good. The blood clot in the brain was initially dissipating. But now that she suddenly had a headache, there could be many complications. Presently, weâre not able to quickly examine it. It is hard to say whether it will have any effect on her condition. Perhaps, it mightâ¦â
âPerhaps, it might what?â At that moment, his heart tensed up and he couldnât breathe.
âPerhaps⦠she might lose her memory again. A second memory loss. The memory that she had after the first incident may be lost, so you should be prepared.â
Yin Shaojieâs eyes darkened as he stared fixedly at Mu Xiaoxiaoâs little face. She was sleeping so soundly.
However, would she still remember him when she woke up?
At that moment, he only felt suffocated and tired inside.
Why did it suddenly turn out this way?
Everything seemed fine today. Xiaoxiao didnât hit her head. There was no reason for this to happen.
Could it be the foul air in the bar that agitated her brain?
He wanted to beat something with his fist but he was afraid of disturbing Mu Xiaoxiao so he could only clench his fist, his nails digging into his palms.
Just then, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated.
He quickly picked up the phone. It was Song Shijun.
Yin Shaojie was in a very depressed mood. After answering the call, he told Song Shijun the location of the ward.
Shortly, Song Shijun pushed open the door to the ward with something in his hand. He saw Mu Xiaoxiao lying on the hospital bed.
âXiaoxiao. Sheâsâ¦â Song Shijunâs eyes were filled with worry as he asked, handing the laptop over to him.
Song Shijun had received a sudden call from him to bring his laptop from the Yin residence.
Yin Shaojie didnât want to leave Xiaoxiao for even a second, and the condominium where he lived required his fingerprint for entry. Since his laptop was very important, he couldnât let anyone take it, so he had no choice but to call Song Shijun for help.
Yin Shaojie took the laptop and put it aside. His tone was a little heavy as he said, âXiaoxiao isnât in good condition now. But donât tell Qiqing about this.â
âI got itâ¦â Song Shijun paused for a moment. He scratched his forehead, in a quandary as he said, âBut if Qiqing finds out that Iâm keeping things from her, sheâll kill me!â
He knew how worried Qiqing was about Xiaoxiaoâs condition. Now that something happened to Xiaoxiao, it was okay if he didnât know, but if he hid it from Qiqing knowingly, Qiqing would definitely be mad when she found out about it. And he would be the first to bear the brunt of her anger.