Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

The strong reaction made Zhuang Mingyue vomit out all the food she had eaten at night, and her lower abdomen became more painful. She clutched the sheets with her hands, and the needle on the back of her hand was bleeding. Wang Mei was so frightened that she quickly called the nurse. Seeing this, the nurse could only change her hand. Give Zhuang Mingyue an infusion.

Wang Mei asked worriedly: "Nurse, is this okay? Look at how much pain she has, is there any other way?"

The nurse adjusted the speed of the infusion and said helplessly: "Such a severe reaction during menstruation. We encounter several such things every day in the hospital. We have done everything we need to do. There is nothing we can do. We can only drink more brown sugar water." Or rub her belly, maybe it will alleviate the symptoms."

The nurse walked out, and Wang Mei said melancholy: "How about I go buy a pack of brown sugar?"

Zhuang Mingyue wanted to get some water, but Wang Mei quickly handed it to her. Zhuang Mingyue rinsed her mouth with water, then fell down on the bed weakly, breathless, "No, Aunt Wang, go and sleep next door for a while." Come on! It's almost dawn, you still have to be busy, don't be tired."

"Emma, ​​how can I sleep when you're like this? I'll rub it for you." Wang Mei put her hand into the quilt and rubbed it gently with her rough hand through her clothes. "This will help." Nothing better?"

Zhuang Mingyue closed her eyes and nodded: "It's better."

"Then go to sleep! It won't hurt when you wake up."

"Okay." She rubbed it to make it as comfortable as Wu's mother, and Zhuang Mingyue fell asleep quickly.

This time, it was five o'clock, it was almost dawn, and I looked at the sleeping person.

Wang Mei retracted her hand, moved her sore and numb hand, and stood up. But as soon as she stopped, the person on the bed frowned in pain. She couldn't stop for a moment. If this continued, she, a veteran, had to It cannot be broken.

This child is suffering to be in such pain...

At this moment, Wang Mei saw the person appearing at the door and simply saw a savior.

The man walked in with a thermos bucket in his hand. He didn't know what he had in it and placed it next to the bedside table.

"Master Zhan...why are you here?" Wang Mei looked at him with dripping eyes.

At first glance, this person is not a good person, and she can see through his moral character.

Zhan Yan's sharp eyes fell on the extremely unsteady sleeping figure on the bed, "What did the doctor say?"

Wang Mei walked over and said softly: "Oh, don't mention it. The eldest lady suffered too! She passed out from the pain. The painkillers didn't work, so she took a few more. The medicine had side effects. But there's nothing I can do! I just rubbed her and she finally fell asleep."

The man's eyes became increasingly gloomy, and he looked up at the nutrient solution hanging on the shelf, as well as three bottles. It would take at least an hour or two to complete the infusion.

"You go back and rest first, I'll watch."

Wang Mei was so happy that she almost slapped her thigh, "Okay, Master Zhan, you have to watch, this bottle is almost finished..."

Zhan Yan: "Yeah."

Wang Mei was in a hurry to go out, and she didn't forget to take a look before leaving. There was something wrong with the way this man looked at Mingyue!

Zhuang Mingyue slept in a daze until midnight, always half asleep, with throbbing pain from time to time, but the pain in the back disappeared. She seemed to be lying on a huge soft cotton, her whole body was warm, and she slept very peacefully.

Until I heard the ringtone of my cell phone ringing.

It rang for two seconds and was cut off.

Zhuang Mingyue woke up a little and felt the rubbing in her lower abdomen. The original pain had disappeared. Smelling the smell of hospital disinfectant, she slowly opened her eyes and saw the person sitting next to her, looking into his eyes. At the light, Zhuang Mingyue's heart skipped a beat.

"Are you awake?" The man took his hand out of the quilt and moved his wrist. It was really pretentious. She would be extremely unsettled when she stopped. He rubbed her all night long.

Zhuang Mingyue held the bed with her hands, sat up quickly, and stepped back, "You...why are you here? Where is Aunt Wang?"

The rejection, resistance, and fear in her eyes were all seen by him.

"Mingyue, don't you want to see me?"

Zhuang Mingyue grabbed the quilt nervously, not looking at him, but said coldly: "You don't have to pretend, even if you don't come to the hospital, Zhuang Haisheng won't blame you if he knows, as long as there is Aunt Wang in the hospital."

But Zhan Yan didn't take her words to heart. He stood up and opened the thermos box he brought from home. "The brown sugar tea that Wu Ma made for you has eggs in it. It has just been heated."

"I don't want to drink, please go back!" The tone was cold.

Zhan Yan took care of himself and served Zhuang Mingyue a bowl. He took the spoon and put it to her mouth with a strong look that could not be refused.

'Snapped! '

"Bangdang~"

The bowl fell directly to the ground, rolled around a few times, and fell to the side.

Zhuang Mingyue looked at him funny and said mockingly, "There is no one else here, so you don't have to pretend in front of me."

Zhan Yan was surprisingly not angry, but took out a white silk handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the soup on his body, "Are you angry?"

I don’t know if it’s because of her period, but Zhuang Mingyue gets angry just looking at him now. She closes her eyes and suppresses the emotions in her heart, “Then what else do you want me to do? Torture me for one moment, right? I drugged you, and the person who wants my life still wants me to smile and call you brother like before?"

"Looking at you will only make me more disgusted and disgusting!"

Zhan Yan threw away the silk handkerchief in his hand and leaned down slightly. His sinister and cold eyes were parallel to hers, and he could only listen to the low-pitched words, like a devil whispering: "Now while I still have some respect for you, Be patient, it's best to keep your temper in check, whether you don't like it or hate it, just keep it under control."

He stretched out his hand and gently tucked the broken hair behind his ear, "Ming Yue has been here for so long, but why can't he still learn? Children who like to cry don't have sweets to eat. Be obedient, and maybe I can make it easier for you. Be more comfortable."

Zhuang Mingyue waved his hand away, her eyes broken with a sad beauty: "Then do I want to kowtow to you and thank you for your forgiveness?"

"I don't need... Zhan Yan. It was my fault for provoking you before. Now I beg you... stay away from me and don't do these things again."

When Zhan Yan saw the cold eyes full of disgust, he felt a pang of annoyance in his chest, "I'll give you a chance to take back your words."

Noticing the fleeting murderous intent on his face, Zhuang Mingyue pulled out the hanging needle in his hand, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The man frowned and grabbed her hand, "Where to go."

Zhuang Mingyue stood still, her closed eyes trembling: "I'm sorry..." her voice trembled slightly, "I take back what I just said..."

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't have told you this...I shouldn't have. It's my fault that you wasted your time to see me late at night."

"Are you satisfied now?"

Zhuang Mingyue shook off his hand, walked to the door, and stopped slowly.

"Zhan Yan, stop pretending. If you want to be a bad person, treat me more thoroughly. Don't treat me well while doing harm to me at the same time!"

"What do you do?"