Winter nights are very quiet, and the dim street lights cast a hazy halo in the night.
Through the dim light of the night light outside, you can see Lin Jiayu in the bedroom, frowning and shrinking his body.
After a while, she got up from the bed, held her chest and went to the bathroom.
She was so uncomfortable that she started retching while hugging the toilet. She vomited out all the dishes she had eaten before going to bed.
Normally you will feel better after vomiting it out, but it is not the case. My abdomen seems to be throbbing and painful, but I don't know if it is a stomachache or a stomachache.
I just feel uncomfortable and can't straighten my waist while standing.
She moved slowly while holding on to the wall, then returned to the bed and lay down. She originally thought that her body would feel less uncomfortable if she lay down, but no matter how she lay down, there was no relief, and the pain in her abdomen became more and more painful.
Lin Jiayu held his stomach and couldn't bear it any longer. He shouted softly: "Lu Xuechen..."
Her helpless voice was too small and weak.
Lu Xuechen, who was sleeping in another room, couldn't possibly hear it.
Lin Jiayu stretched out his hand to reach for the mobile phone placed on the bedside, and then dialed Lu Xuechen's number.
The phone rang for a long time before waking up the sleeping man.
Being woken up in the middle of the night, Lu Xuechen touched his mobile phone and answered the call with his eyes closed. His voice was heavy with the sound of getting out of bed, and his attitude was extremely bad: "Hello."
"Lu Xuechen..."
Lin Jiayu weakly called his name.
Through the microphone, Lu Xuechen heard her breathing heavily, with uncontrollable pain.
The sleepy man immediately opened his eyes and sat up from the bed with an extremely clear mind. He quickly got out of bed and pushed open Lin Jiayu's door as quickly as possible.
The light at the door of the room turned on. Lin Jiayu was sweating profusely and his face was as pale as snow, huddled under the quilt.
Lu Xuechen was startled, squatted beside the bed and asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Are you feeling sick in your stomach?"
"It's uncomfortable, child..." She was worried that something would happen to her child.
"I'll take you to the hospital right away."
Lu Xuechen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately picked up Lin Jiayu and drove to the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, Lin Jiayu's hair was already wet on her painful forehead. Seeing her like this, Lu Xuechen was so frightened that his hands were shaking. He hugged her all the way and shouted: "Doctor, doctor."
Under the dim lights of the hospital, her voluptuous and beautiful face seemed to be stained with a layer of frost. Her usual joking and evil demeanor were completely missing. Her eyes were as cold as ice, and her expression was somewhat suppressed and frightened.
The doctor in the emergency room came out quickly and asked Lu Xuechen to put Lin Jiayu on the gurney. While quickly pushing the bed into the emergency room, he asked Lu Xuechen about Lin Jiayu's condition.
After pushing the person to the emergency room and asking about the situation, the nurse blocked Lu Xuechen out.
The door to the emergency room closed in front of him, and Lu Xuechen subconsciously raised it to push it open.
His face was full of worry and anxiety.
He closed his eyes, took a long breath, and clenched his palms.
Only then did he realize that his palms and back were all wet.
The hospital was empty and scary in the middle of the night. Lu Xuechen was walking up and down the aisles, unable to calm down.
He was panicked, scared, uneasy, worried, nervous... All kinds of emotions were suppressed, and his whole body became a tight string.
Can't relax even a minute.
Time flies by like a year. Ten minutes have passed, and it feels like ten years of suffering! !
(End of chapter)