He Chaoran grabbed her hand and pressed it tightly against his face, his voice trembling slightly: "Feifei, it's me, of course I'm real! Go, I'll take you to the hospital!"
It broke his heart to see her so weak. And what really made him even more distressed was that she was so ill, but she was unwilling to tell him on the phone, and would rather hold on alone... Even if he came to see her in such a busy way, she still didn't believe her. It's the real him.
What does this mean? It shows that his boyfriend is too irresponsible to make his girlfriend feel so insecure.
Thinking of this, his heart was filled with deep guilt: "Feifei, I'm sorry... I didn't come to take care of you in time."
While speaking, he picked her up in his arms and quickly walked out the door.
Lan Feifei tightly grasped the corner of his jacket, leaned her head against his arms, and took a deep breath of the reassuring breath from him.
Before she knew it, she fell asleep again, but this time she slept very soundly, even the corners of her pale mouth were raised.
He finally came and left everything to find her, when she needed him the most. In fact, he still loves her very much. As long as this is enough, she will not feel wronged no matter how big the grievance is.
When she woke up again, she was already lying on the hospital bed with a drip in her hand. The cool liquid flowed along the blood vessels all over her body, making her feel uncomfortable, and her delicate brows frowned unconsciously.
He Chaoran's voice echoed in her ears: "Feifei, are you awake? How are you? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
He looked very haggard, and the black coat on his body was also a little wrinkled, completely lacking the usual idol demeanor.
Lan Feifei looked at the blue stubble protruding from his chin, her nose was a little sour. He Chaoran must have rushed here temporarily... The daily training was hard enough, and he even stayed by her hospital bed all night.
"I'm fine." Lan Feifei lingered on his face for a long time, and whispered. As long as he's around, she'll be fine.
"Let's ask the nurse to come in and check again!"
She was in a coma for a whole day and night, which made him nervous.
He Chaoran was just about to get up when Lan Feifei grabbed his cuff: "No!"
"Okay, don't, don't." He Chaoran held her hand tightly back, his eyes fell on her pale little face, and there was a dull pain in his heart.
"He Chaoran, I don't want you to go." Maybe it was the illness that made people weak, but Lan Feifei finally spoke the most authentic voice in her heart.
"Okay, I'm not leaving." He Chaoran took a deep breath, his eyes were a little red. Now she looked like a pitiful little animal, waiting helplessly for his care and love.
"Do you want something to eat? I'll buy it for you. You've been hungry all day and night..."
"No, no, I don't eat anything, I just want you." Lan Feifei thought he was going to leave again, so she hugged his arm tightly.
He Chaoran touched her hair and smiled helplessly: "Can I call you for takeaway? I won't leave, I promise."
Only then did Lan Feifei let go of his hand slightly, and nodded slightly. But after a while, He Chaoran's cell phone rang. Judging by his expression, it should be someone from the brokerage company calling.
"Feifei, I'm going out to answer the phone, and I'll be back soon. You wait here for me obediently."