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Chapter 348
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Chapter 348

“What’s wrong?” Su Ziyue walked up to Qin Muchen and held his arm, looking at him worriedly.

With one hand on the sink to support his body, Qin Muchen used his other hand to grab some water and rinsed his

mouth. Then, he slowly replied, “I’m fine.” His breathing was a little heavy, as if he was trying to suppress

something.

“Come over here.” Su Ziyue pulled him to the bed.

Qin Muchen followed behind her and stumbled forward as he was dragged by her. He sat at the edge of the bed

and Su Ziyue squatted in front of him. She frowned as she looked up at him and asked, “Where does it hurt?”

“I’m fine. It’s just a little sickness that I have. Let’s go back to sleep.” Qin Muchen touched her face and wanted to

pull her up.

Su Ziyue didn’t move at all. Her gaze focused on his forehead that was full of sweat and a gloomy expression

appeared on her face. Then, in a stern tone, she said, “Qin Muchen, even a three-year-old child knows that he has

to tell an adult when he feels sick. You’re acting worse than a three-year-old child right now.”

Qin Muchen was amused by Su Ziyue’s serious face, so he pinched her cheeks and in a weak voice, he grumbled,

“My stomach is hurting again…” As soon as he finished speaking, he fell backward onto the bed.

At the hospital, Su Ziyue looked worriedly at Qin Muchen, who was lying on the hospital bed. Then, she turned

around and said to Nan Chuan, “You should go back and rest. With Qin Muchen’s current situation, he definitely

can’t handle work for the time being. You have to deal with the affairs of the Lumiere Jade House and the company.

I can watch him here.”

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Nan Chuan had the same thought as Su Ziyue, so he didn’t stay any longer and turned to leave. The hospital at

midnight was quiet, and she could hear the sounds of footsteps of the nurses walking in the hallway.

Su Ziyue watched Nan Chuan leave. Then, she glanced outside, closed the door, and poured a glass of water before

she returned to the bedside. Qin Muchen’s face was pale and he was lying on the bed lifelessly, still having his

infusion therapy. She didn’t know that Qin Muchen had gastric problems even after knowing him for so long.

It was then only she realized that her concern for him was not enough. She was too occupied with the Su Group

lately and had neglected him, leaving her no idea that his sickness had relapsed. Su Ziyue blamed herself and felt

distressed. However, she was also a little angry. If you’re dissatisfied, you should have just told me. Was it

necessary to torture yourself and now have acute stomach bleeding to remind me about this?

“A*shole!” Su Ziyue scolded softly. Then, she reached out to pinch his face but didn’t want to use much force. She

accompanied Qin Muchen until he was finished with the drip. It was almost dawn and she couldn’t hold it any

longer, so she bent her head over and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

When Qin Muchen woke up, he felt one side of the quilt was pressed down by a heavy object. He could not pull the

quilt away at all. It was only after he turned around and saw Su Ziyue asleep at the edge of the bed did he realize

that he was in the hospital. I’m in the hospital? He slowly got up and leaned against the head of the bed. Then, he

frowned slightly. He never thought that his stomach was so weak.

Su Ziyue only had a light sleep because she was worried about Qin Muchen. At that moment, she was already

awake. “You’re awake?” Her voice was soft when she just woke up, unlike her usual voice. She rubbed her eyes and

got up. It was only then that she was completely awake. “How do you feel? Does it still hurt?” She picked up the

phone to check the time. After seeing that it was already seven in the morning, she said, “I’ll go and ask the doctor

to come over.”

After Su Ziyue was done muttering to herself, she looked at Qin Muchen and realized that he was staring at her

intently. She then cast him a questioning look. “What?”

A rare gentle expression appeared on Qin Muchen’s face. “I’m fine…”

I’m fine. Hearing these two words was enough to agitate Su Ziyue.

“Shut up!” Su Ziyue glared at him. “Acute stomach bleeding is nothing? You already know that you have stomach

problems, but you didn’t stop yourself from eating the spicy and cold food. Instead, you purposely tortured yourself.

Do you consider it dangerous only after it malignantly develops into stomach cancer? Comparing you with a three-

year-old is already very kind!” Su Ziyue rarely spoke to Qin Muchen in such a mean tone. This time, she was really

furious. It was obvious that he was purposely hurting himself. How could she not get angry with him?

Seeing the fatigue and anger on Su Ziyue’s face, Qin Muchen raised his eyebrows and reached out to pull her in. Su

Ziyue quickly took a step back to avoid his hand. Then, she looked at him angrily and said, “Don’t touch me.”

Qin Muchen retracted his hand sadly, covered his stomach, and said nothing. Su Ziyue was instantly startled and

she hurriedly leaned close and asked, “What’s wrong? Does it hurt again? I’ll go and look for…”

“You don’t have to. It doesn’t hurt that much.” Qin Muchen grabbed Su Ziyue and pulled her over. He was afraid

that she might run away again, so his force was a little strong. With that, Su Ziyue fell right into his arms.

Qin Muchen stretched out his long arms and wrapped them around her. Then, he gently kissed her on the forehead.

With an unusually gentle voice, he said, “It’s my fault. I know that you’re angry. You can continue scolding me, but

after you’re done, please don’t be mad anymore. I won’t do it again.”

“You…”

Qin Muchen smiled softly. He didn’t smile often, but when he did, he looked extra handsome, especially… when he

smiled so gently. Seeing this, no matter how angry Su Ziyue was, she no longer felt like venting, let alone scold him.

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She snorted and got up to call the doctor, who came quickly and did a simple check on Qin Muchen. After asking

some basic questions, he asked Qin Muchen to rest in bed, and told him that he needed to be hospitalized for a few

days. His discharge from the hospital would depend on his state of recovery.

After the doctor left, Qin Muchen patted the empty space beside him on the bed and said, “Come and take a nap.”

Su Ziyue shook her head and replied, “There’s no need to. I’ll go and buy some groceries to cook some porridge for

you. The doctor said that you can eat now.”

Qin Muchen was staying in the VIP ward that came with a kitchen. She only needed to buy rice and some

vegetables, and she could cook the porridge for him there. She was a little fortunate to have learned a lot during

the two years that they were separated. Otherwise, she wouldn’t even be able to take care of Qin Muchen when he

was sick. It was Qin Muchen who took care of her the whole time, while she only did very little for him.

Su Ziyue went out for groceries and bought some porridge from the breakfast shop on the way back. She decided

that she would buy some food to temporarily fill their stomachs first. After that, she would cook for Qin Muchen

herself. By the time Su Ziyue was done and returned to the hospital, Bai Jingshu also came.

“Why did you buy so many things? Give it to me. I’ll help you carry them.” As soon as Bai Jingshu saw Su Ziyue, he

walked up to her and helped her carry her things.

“Thank you.” Su Ziyue smiled at him. Then, she turned to look at Qin Muchen.

Seeing this, Bai Jingshu sneered, “If I were you, I’d ignore him and leave him to suffer by himself.”

Su Ziyue was startled, not sure whether Bai Jingshu was talking about Qin Muchen.

Hearing this, Qin Muchen coldly glared at Bai Jingshu. However, Bai Jingshu pretended that he didn’t see that as he

continued. “I’m telling you, his gastric problems were actually getting better. It is his own fault…”