"Well, I often work overtime, sometimes all night." Zhuang Licheng replied lightly, his eyes straight ahead.

He drove the car to a villa nearest to the east of the city at the fastest speed.

I thought the stomach pain would pass soon, but I didn't expect that when he and Lin Jiyue got off the car, the pain continued to increase.

A thin layer of cold sweat appeared on Zhuang Licheng's forehead. He covered his stomach with his hands, handed the key to Lin Jiyue, and signaled her to open the door.

Lin Jiyue was looking at the villa that covered a very large area and was more than ten times larger than her family. It was not until Zhuang Licheng handed her the key that he came to his senses and hurried over to support him.

The villa is decorated in a luxurious way, and it is so magnificent. After turning on the lights, it is so brightly lit.

But it is obviously not his home. After opening the door, there is no popularity. It is obvious that it has not been lived in a long time.

As soon as Zhuang Licheng entered the living room, he fell on the leather sofa, took out his cell phone with difficulty, endured the pain and called the private doctor.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Jiyue looked at him anxiously: "Does it hurt?"

Zhuang Licheng no longer had the strength to speak, so he gave her a blank look and then closed his eyes.

Lin Jiyue realized that she asked her questions a little redundantly, but she was not only worried or anxious, but she could not help him. If she could replace him, instead of watching him hurt like this, she was willing to share his pain.

"Do you often hurt like this?" She stroked his stomach and gently rubbed him.

I don’t know if it was because of her gentle and concerned words or because she rubbed them just right, Zhuang Licheng felt a warm current injected into his heart.

He raised his eyes, looked at her deeply, then spread his arms and pulled Lin Jiyue in front of him, without giving her any chance to resist, and hugged her firmly.

My head was buried in her soft chest, breathing in the fragrance of her body, as if the pain had immediately weakened a little.

"you……"

Lin Jiyue's face suddenly turned red, and she looked at Zhuang Licheng who suddenly hugged her at a loss. The two of them were really ambiguous at this time, but she was not pushing him away, and it seemed that she couldn't help but push him away.

Lin Jiyue raised her hand into the air and put it down again. He seemed to be in pain, so she just let him hug her like this and indulge herself once.

Lin Jiyue hated her soft-heartedness and repetition. Why did she always feel cruel when facing Zhuang Licheng?

She should have pushed him away. She was his brother's girlfriend. It was really inappropriate for them to hug each other like this.

But now, she let him hold her and buried her head in her chest, but she couldn't help but push him away.

When the private doctor arrived, the two of them maintained this hugging position.

If Lin Jiyue hadn't explained with a blushing face, the private doctor would have almost thought she was a woman outside Zhuang Licheng.

Lin Jiyue explained Zhuang Licheng's situation to the doctor.

The doctor immediately examined him, prescribed medicine, and gave him another injection.

During this period, Lin Jiyue was always by her side, silently accompanying him.

After everything was over, Zhuang Licheng turned his head and saw her, a weak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to her.

Out of an instinct, Lin Jiyue didn't think much about it, and naturally held his hand, feeling him trembling constantly, and her heart trembled.

Zhuang Licheng said in a hoarse voice: "Stay...down...to accompany me..."
Chapter completed!