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Gu Xiangling opened her mouth, wanting to say something. However, the pain made her frown, and she barely managed to groan. She no longer had the strength to speak.

Song Mingjian carried her onto the bed and laid her down before calling an ambulance. "Well, the doctor will soon, so hold on." Song Ming placed his hand on Gu Xiangling's stomach and gently rubbed it. His other hand gripped Gu Xiangling's ice-cold fingers as if she was transferring her strength to her.

This scene reminded Gu Xiangling of her being poisoned. In the days of torture, when life was better than death, he stayed with her day and night, holding her in his arms.

It was in those days that her love for him rose rapidly. However, later on …

Tears rolled down the corners of Gu Xiangling's eyes. Song Mingjian was so flustered that he was at a loss of what to do. He couldn't find a handkerchief, so he used his sleeve to wipe away her tears.

Song Ming's sword was anxious, but he did it the same way again. He held Gu Xiangling in his arms. "You're in so much pain, just bite me and let me hurt with you."

Gu Xiangling bit her lips and silently sobbed. Why did this man always appear in time to accompany her when her life was in danger?

He tasted something sweet in his throat. Gu Xiangling knew that she was in a bad mood and wanted to leave Song Ming's embrace, but he held her too tightly. Unable to hold it in any longer, she spat a mouthful of blood on Song Ming's sword, dyeing her brown shirt red.

Song Mingjian bit his lips as his body trembled from the extreme pain. Heavens, why did Gu Xiangling always have to endure the pain of her body?!

The loud and clear sound of an ambulance could be heard downstairs. Song Mingjian quickly carried Gu Xiangling downstairs with quick steps. The speed at which they were running shocked the doctors and nurses.

Song Ming's sword was blooming with blood, but how could he have the mind to change clothes? Gu Xiangling shrank into his arms, not letting out a moan from the pain. With every moan she made. Song Mingjian's heartache increased as she shouted out.

"Hold on, hold on a little longer." His mind was blank as he repeated these two sentences over and over again. The ambulance was speeding toward the hospital, and he still thought it was too slow.

Entered the hospital, the examination result is acute gastritis, need immediate operation. The doctor promised that nothing serious would happen after the operation, and Song Mingjian's heart was finally relieved.

When Gu Xiangling was sent to the operating room, he stared unblinkingly at the words "in surgery." Xiang Ling, wait for your body to recover before we get married. That way, I can stay with you and take care of you.

At dawn, Gu Xiangling was pushed out of the operation room and sent into the top VIP ward. Song Mingjian, who had not slept for the entire night, heaved a sigh of relief. She felt as if her head was heavy and her feet were light. Looking in the mirror, he said self-deprecatingly, "Are you really old? You were so sleepy the whole night. "

The cell phone rang loudly, cutting through the silent air of the ward. Song Mingjian was afraid that this sound would wake Gu Xiangling up, so he quickly sent a silent message to the balcony.

It was a call from Ou Shihao. He reported a bunch of information and Song Mingjian answered them one by one. It took him over an hour to finish. When he returned to the ward, Gu Xiangling still hadn't woken up. His face was terrifyingly pale.

The doctor specifically urged Gu Xiangling, who had just undergone surgery, to eat only liquid food. Song Ming checked the information on her sword and chose the mountain medicine, Lily congee.

He called over a dozen restaurants, but there was no such congee. There wasn't even food suitable for patients with stomach problems. Song Mingjian thought for a while before deciding to make his own move.

I have no time to hire a babysitter.

The VIP ward has a kitchen, pots and pans and kitchen utensils. From the window, Song Ming could see that the other party already had a large supermarket, so he definitely had all kinds of food.

As he went down the stairs and passed through the clinic lobby, Song Mingjian felt countless gazes sweeping over him. When the kids saw him, they were so scared that they cried. His mother quickly hugged him and comforted him, "Be good and don't cry, be good and don't be afraid."

An old granny could not help it, she used her walking stick and walked towards Song Ming Jian, her toothless mouth trembling as she said: "Young man, why don't you change your clothes? You're going to scare people to death. "

Song Ming looked down and realized that he was still wearing the clothes covered in blood. The blood had already turned black and the color was terrifying.