She raised her eyes and looked at him again: "What's going on? Why does my stomach hurt so suddenly?"
It was like rolling around in purgatory.
She is not stupid, she already vaguely felt that something was wrong.[
Even if you eat badly, your stomach won't hurt so much.
And it's not stomach pain, but lower abdominal pain...
Mo Qingcheng's face was hidden in the backlight, and his expression could not be seen, but his voice sounded very calm: "It may be that the residual poison in your body has exploded, but fortunately you are fine..."
He stood up and poured her a glass of hot water: "Here, you will feel better after drinking this glass of water."
Ye Xuanji was a little thirsty, so she drank the water without any politeness.
Just as she was about to say something else, he put his finger on her lips: "Okay, Xuanji, you're too tired, why don't you take a rest early?"
He put down the water glass, got on the bed, and lay down next to her.
Holding her in his arms: "Okay, go to sleep. I'll stay with you."
Ye Xuanji was really tired after struggling for such a long time, so she fell asleep again in a daze.
Mo Qingcheng held her in his arms and stared blankly at her sleeping face.
The emotions in his eyes changed violently, like pain, uneasiness, and confusion...
What to do? What should he do?
He has used all the methods that should be used.
But - but that thing still took root in her stomach...
Was he destined to lose her?
No! He can't lose her!
Never lose her!
There must be a way, there must be another way...
…………… The husband is as fierce as a tiger: the sinister prince and the tomb-robber concubine……………………………………[
Ye Xuanji raised it for another two days and then regained its previous vitality.
That stomachache was like a nightmare. The nightmare disappeared when she woke up and never came to visit her again.
Mo Qingcheng returned to his busy life, but this time he seemed to have traveled far away. He told Ye Xuanji to wait for him at the house and he would come back in three days.
Ye Xuanji also knew that he used to travel far away often, and he only returned home every day after marrying her.
Now that he was busy, she naturally didn't want to stop him, but she always felt a little uncomfortable.
He had just become seriously ill, and he didn't even stay with her for a few more days...
He shook his head again, secretly laughing at himself for being so worried.
I have always been a loner, when did I become so clingy?
He didn't know how many big things he had to be busy with, but he was just thinking about all sorts of things here...
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Okay, that’s it. Can everyone guess what Mo Qingcheng is doing?