Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie’s Dearest Beloved Wife

Cha Qingluo endured the stomachache, his teeth bit his lips, and he didn't speak.

I don't know how long after that, Nan Jiateng came out.

Nan Jiateng came out of the bathroom, the first thing to see was Cha Qingluo.

When he saw Cha Qingluo curled up on the bed, his face changed.

Nan Jiateng hurried to the bed and asked, bowing his head, "Qingluo, what's wrong with you?"

At this look, he found that Cha Qingluo's body was shaking and cold sweat was coming from his forehead.

Nan Jiateng's eyes fell sharply, "Tilting, leaning..."

Nan Jiateng had never seen Cha Qingluo look like this, he looked at her like this, his heart lifted up.

Nan Jiateng couldn't do it anxiously, his voice was unstable, with a trembling sound.

Only Nan Jiateng knew the deepest in his heart, how much he cared about Cha Qingluo.

The tea pouring like this, really terrified Nan Jiateng.

Cha Qingluo has been suffering from pain, she did not dare to move, she was even more painful.

She didn't know how she endured the stomach pain for so long, the stomach still hurt.

Perhaps because of hearing Nan Jiateng's voice of concern, Cha Qingluo felt that she had found her support. She blinked, her eyes were a little sour, and she couldn't help crying.

Although Cha Qingluo didn't make herself cry, but at this moment, her eyes also burst into tears.

Looking at Cha Qingluo, Nan Jiateng's heart hurt.

Nan Jiateng didn't dare to move the tea to dilute, for fear that it would make her hurt more. "What's wrong? Is it because your stomach hurts when you cover your stomach?"

When Nan Jiateng spoke, he gently reached out to tea Qingluo to wipe off the sweat on the forehead, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Nan Jiateng's movements are very light and soft, as if he were treating a fragile doll, with pity.

Cha Qingluo nodded, "Stomach hurts."

She really hurts, she didn't have any energy at all, and at this time she didn't even have the strength to speak.

Nan Jiateng quickly called an ambulance and sent Cha Qingluo to the hospital for emergency treatment.

At first sight, the people in the hospital were the young ladies of the Nan family, so they did not dare to ignore them.

There is no need to line up and enter the emergency room. After the special inspection, he is hospitalized to hang the bottle.

Cha Qingluo was always dizzy, and her eyes turned black when she hurt.

But she could feel that her hands were always being held by a pair of warm hands, which was very warm, and seemed to be transferring power to her.

She knew it was Nan Jiateng's hand.

With him by his side, Cha Qingluo can feel much at ease.

Slowly, she felt her stomach didn't hurt, and then gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, when Cha Qingluo woke up, she saw Nan Jiateng by the bed.

Cha Qingluo blinked, still confused.

Nan Jiateng was relieved when she saw that she woke up, "Is the stomach still hurting?"

After hearing Nan Jiateng's voice, Cha Qingluo regained his mind, "No more pain, this is in the hospital? Have you been here?"

Nan Jiateng touched Cha Qingluo's hair, "How can I be relieved if you are not awake."

Nan Jiateng stayed by the bed for as long as Cha Qingluo slept.

At this time, Nan Jiateng looked slightly tired.

A look at Cha Qingluo reveals that Nan Jiateng has not slept all night.

Cha Qingluo blamed herself, "I'm sorry to worry you, but I don't know why my stomach hurts so much."

What Cha Qingluo thinks is that she must pay attention in the future, but it can't make her stomach hurt so much, it's really uncomfortable.

"Fool, I'm sorry, you just didn't pay attention, eat too much, hold on, acute gastroenteritis."

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