I had been enduring the pain all along, even when I was sarcastically taunting her, I was forcing myself to sound icy and harsh. However, as she truly decided to leave, it felt as if something was being ripped away from my life.
The pain was indescribable. The heartache was a hundred times worse than the stomachache...
"How could it hurt so much?"
Wen Nuan looked at the sweat constantly forming on his forehead and finally panicked, approaching him with a heart full of concern. She helped him up and placed a comfortable cushion behind him to ease his discomfort. Then, she fetched a towel to wipe away his sweat, murmuring worriedly, "Eat properly. I'll call Uncle Wang and have him come over to take a look."
Saying this, she picked up the phone on the bedside and prepared to dial.
"No need, it's an old problem, medication will suffice!"
Leng Yan's large hand covered her small one, stopping her from dialing. Wen Nuan's heart skipped a beat.
