Quick Wear: Saving the Sickly and Paranoid Villain

Xu Meir was sleeping quietly in the room. In order to ensure that she slept well, Lu Qichen even gave her a sedative.

Lu Qichen sat in his room looking at the display screen, but he kept playing with the medicine bottle in his hand. This was the medicine he had spent a lot of time buying after he fell in love with Xu Meir. He didn't want to use it on her. It was all her fault that she insisted on leaving him.

He shook his head slightly, with a helpless and doting smile on his face. She was too naughty, and this was not good.

He opened the medicine, disinfected it twice with iodine, then tore open the package and took out the syringe...

[Sister Meier! Sister Meier, wake up! Something big has happened!]

736 was extremely anxious when he saw Xu Meir who had fainted. No matter how he called her, she did not wake up.

736 has no entity. It resides in Xu Meir's mind. Without the host's consent, it cannot even use points to purchase props. At this moment, it has no choice but to shout loudly.

The sound of footsteps approached slowly, and Lu Qichen came in with a syringe. He stood at the head of the bed, dipped a cotton swab in iodine and smeared it on the back of Xu Meir's hand, then he raised the needle...

【Sister Meier! 】736 screamed.

The syringe was quickly inserted, and Lu Qihang slowly pushed the liquid medicine in. After pushing it in, he pressed the sterile cotton swab on the needle hole, quickly pulled out the needle, and then cleaned up the garbage.

Xu Meir was still sleeping soundly, and the pain from the puncture and injection of the medicine did not wake her up.

The white curtains swayed in the wind, an unknown song was humming softly, and on the soft bed, a woman was as white as jade, with delicate features. She was sleeping peacefully, like a doll in a coma.

Beside the bed, the bright red roses were dotted with crystal dewdrops, looking full of life.

The door was pushed open, and a boy in a dark coat walked in. His eyes were as beautiful as obsidian, and he looked a little haggard. When he saw the sleeping woman, he showed an almost weird and gentle smile.

He walked straight towards the woman, sat on the chair beside the bed, held her white, soft hand, and kissed her fingertips.

The woman's delicate red lips opened slightly, she shook slightly, and opened her eyes. Her eyes were bright, dazzling and charming, and because she had just woken up, they were tinged with a bit of haziness.

She looked around with confusion in her eyes.

Feeling the slightly warm touch on her hand, she turned her head to the side. An extremely handsome boy was smiling at her gently and even leaned over to kiss the corner of her mouth.

Xu Meir's pupils shrank, and she wanted to pull back her hand while distancing herself from the boy.

At first she felt that the boy was only pulling her lightly, but after the action she found that the boy was holding her tightly. She looked at the boy in surprise and vigilance.

The boy was surprised by her reaction, and his eyes showed concern: "Mei'er, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Meir's bright eyes flashed with confusion: "Mei'er? Is that my name? I don't remember anything."

"What? How could this happen?" The boy frowned, feeling both pity and hatred. "It's all his fault. If it weren't for him, how could you be like this?"

"How do you feel now? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Does it hurt? Are you tired? Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

This series of questions made Xu Meir feel that he really cared about her. She asked tentatively: "I don't seem to remember anything now. Who am I? And who are you? What is our relationship?"

"Mei'er," he called her name softly, his eyes full of sadness, "Why don't you remember me?"

His tone was very gentle, but the sadness he conveyed was so strong that Xu Meir almost felt guilty instantly.

"I'm sorry." she said.

"No," he put his finger to her lips, a smile on his face again, "You never have to say sorry to me."

Xu Meir was a little dazed. The boy looked so handsome when he smiled that the whole room seemed to be dyed with bright colors.

He continued: "It doesn't matter if you forget. Let me tell you our story again."

"Your name is Xu Meir, and mine is Lu Qichen. We are a loving couple. We were supposed to get married next month. On my birthday, you went to buy a birthday cake alone to give me a surprise, but you were hit by a car that ran a red light."

At this point, his expression gradually became sad. "You fell into a coma on the spot, and it was not until today that you finally woke up."

"Mei'er, do you know how much I miss you these days?"

He stood up and approached her, then hugged her tightly, expressing his silent longing for her.

A strong sense of guilt surged up, but Xu Meir did not push him away. Instead, she reached out and hugged his waist.

His joy when he saw her wake up, and his sorrow after knowing that she had lost her memory, were so strong and direct that she could not ignore them at all. Moreover, every time he approached her, she would feel a great joy in her heart.

She thought that she liked him, and that she and he were a couple.