Oops! The sickly Mr. Gu fainted again

Chapter 191: Mr. Gu subconsciously called Yaoyao in confusion

"We...have...broken up..."

When he said this, he clearly felt his heart pierce a little. It was like being stabbed by a sharp and thin needle in the chest, so clear and familiar.

The pain spreads and collapses in immersion.

And his eyes seemed to be extinguished, with an empty look, as if something was cracking.

Silently.

Ye Xingyao stood there in a daze, the dull pain in her chest had made her unable to speak.

But the tears that kept falling were a little noisy in this quiet atmosphere.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know then..."

"Let's not break up, okay? I take back what I said. I love you. I love you, Gu Yuchen..."

"Please don't leave me..."

Gu Yuchen did not respond, but he felt the stabbing pain in his heart and the cramping in his stomach making it hard for him to breathe.

He tried his best to restrain himself, not letting himself show that he was in pain in front of Ye Xingyao, but the increasing pain made it impossible for him to conceal it.

He felt his head becoming increasingly heavy, his whole body alternating between hot and cold, and his consciousness was beginning to sink.

He didn't even notice that Ye Xingyao had already tightly grasped his hand.

Ye Xingyao held his hand and realized that the temperature of his palm was slightly higher.

She immediately touched Gu Yuchen's forehead and found that his low-grade fever had gradually begun to rise.

A feeling of worry suddenly came over me.

He is already at the end of his strength at this moment. If he has a high fever and has to take antipyretics, how can he bear it?

Ye Xingyao was worried and immediately pressed the call bell. After Jin Ran came over to check, his expression became more serious.

"I don't think he can handle the fever-reducing drugs now. Let's try physical cooling first to see if we can control it. I asked the nurse to take his temperature every half an hour. If it's over 39 degrees, he must be given a fever-reducing drug."

Ye Xingyao was distracted for a moment and began to feel uneasy.

"Jin Ran, is he out of danger now?" Ye Xingyao stared at Jin Ran, waiting for an answer.

"It's hard to say. His condition is very unstable. In addition, the drugs in his body have not been completely metabolized, and his immune system is disordered, which will cause him to have a continuous high fever. Moreover, I am afraid that his body cannot bear it and may cause heart problems. But don't worry, he is now monitored in real time by instruments, and I will be there to alert you if any problems arise."

Ye Xingyao clenched her palms nervously, her eyes unconsciously falling on Gu Yuchen's slightly furrowed brows.

Jin Ran said a few words of comfort and then left the ward.

Gu Yuchen was completely in a state of confusion at this moment. The physical discomfort aggravated the dullness in his head, and the pain in his stomach made his mind wander.

He placed his arms lightly on his abdomen, no longer having any strength to resist the pain.

Sweat continued to drip from his forehead. Ye Xingyao wiped it gently while holding his hand tightly, giving him strength.

"Yaoyao..." Gu Yuchen was in extreme pain, and he called her name weakly with a confused consciousness.

At this moment, he felt like he was in a hopeless abyss, surrounded by darkness. A cold and desperate emotion seemed to tear him apart.

Ye Xingyao was stunned for a moment. His weak voice was like a needle carrying an electric current, which pierced her heart and made it tremble.

He finally let down his guard.

"I'm here, Yuchen, I'm here..." Ye Xingyao held Gu Yuchen's hand tightly, watching his expression intently. She felt heartbroken every time he exhaled or frowned.

However, Gu Yuchen's breathing became more rapid, and the other hand that was lightly placed on his abdomen began to move restlessly. His body gradually lay sideways towards Ye Xingyao, curled up into a ball.

Ye Xingyao saw Gu Yuchen curled up in a ball, his whole body trembling slightly because of the pain, and she couldn't stop feeling heartbroken.

She gently held Gu Yuchen's hand, fearing that he would press hard on the blade again without any defense.

"Uh uh..." Gu Yuchen closed his eyes tightly, unable to bear the intense pain any longer. He bit his inner lip tightly, and within a few seconds he tasted a fishy sweet taste in his mouth.

"Where does it hurt? Is it the wound or the stomachache? Does your arm hurt?" Ye Xingyao asked anxiously, but Gu Yuchen didn't respond at all. He just lay quietly on the bed and kept shaking.

A few minutes later, Gu Yuchen became more and more restless. He tried several times to pull his hand free from Ye Xingyao's grasp and press it against his stomach, but failed.

"Cold..." Gu Yuchen's mind was scattered at the moment, and he could no longer distinguish between reality and dreams. He weakly expressed his discomfort, as if he was expecting something subconsciously.

His active display of weakness instantly made Ye Xingyao feel relieved.

She remembered that when Gu Yuchen said he was cold, she would ask him to hold her tightly. But now he was covered with testing equipment and various wires. She felt distressed and had to lower her head and gently touch his lips.

The familiar smell and feeling in the haze made Gu Yuchen feel a little relieved. He subconsciously shook Ye Xingyao's hand and squeezed it gently.

Then consciousness slowly sank.