Perhaps because the bed was uncomfortable, Qiao Muyuan heard the sound of water rushing at night.

Although she was very drunk, she suddenly remembered what Yan Jia told her. She rolled out of bed and shouted in a daze: "Ji Changmu... Ji Changmu..."

In the bathroom, Ji Changmu frowned, what's going on?

He endured the pain and walked out, and Qiao Muyuan also happened to walk to the living room, their eyes met, and the dark night was outside the window.

Qiao Muyuan, with messy hair and wrinkled clothes, stood in front of Ji Changmu wearing slippers.

He had seen her in her worst looks.

After not seeing each other for many days, Ji Changmu still looked the same. Even though he was sick, he didn't look a little bit panicked or at a loss. He was calm and indifferent. There was a flash of surprise on his face, and then he calmed down again.

He was wearing a hospital gown, loose clothes, and his face was very pale.

"Why are you here?" He endured the pain.

"Yan Jia called me, I didn't ask to come." She had sobered up, but her head hurt.

"Just go out if you don't want to come." Ji Changmu didn't appreciate it, his face was drawn.

"Are you being unreasonable? It's dark outside, do you want me to go out alone? If something happens to me, won't your conscience hurt?"

Ji Changmu remained silent, pressing his stomach with one hand, and there were dense beads of sweat on his temples.

"I'll call you a doctor." Qiao Muyuan remembered what Yan Jia had told her and walked to the phone in the living room to call the service desk.

Ji Changmu sat down on the sofa. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak a word, and his hands were cold.

Qiao Muyuan sat down in the empty seat next to him, keeping a certain distance between them. She wrung her hands and heard Ji Changmu's heavy and painful breathing.

"Is your condition serious?" Qiao Muyuan turned to ask him. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, he took out a tissue to wipe his sweat.

Ji Changmu did not refuse, he was already in so much pain that he had no strength left.

"It's okay, the doctor will be here soon. Do you want to drink some water?" Qiao Muyuan is not very good at taking care of people, not to mention, this person is Ji Changmu.

Ji Changmu still said nothing, enduring the severe pain.

A few minutes later, the doctors came in from outside. After a brief examination, they gave Ji Changmu some medicine.

Ji Changmu took the medicine with warm water.

"Doctor, what's wrong with him? Is it serious?" Qiao Muyuan grabbed the doctor's clothes, his big eyes full of worry.

"We need to do a detailed examination in the morning to know that we may need an operation." The doctor said slowly, "Sir, you drank a lot of alcohol last night.

I was hospitalized for several months because of stomach bleeding.”

Qiao Muyuan was frightened when he heard this. He grabbed the doctor's clothes and refused to let go: "Doctor, he is as disobedient as a child. He smokes and drinks. No one can persuade him."

"There is nothing you can do about it, not even gods can save you. If you want to restore your stomach health, you must have a healthy and reasonable life, otherwise you will still be the one to suffer."

Ji Changmu leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

After taking the medicine, the pain eased a bit, but his body was still very cold.

The doctor gave a few more instructions: "A nurse will come over early tomorrow morning to take you for an examination. You are not allowed to eat before the examination. Little girl, who are you?"

"I..." Qiao Muyuan hesitated for a moment, "cousin."
Chapter completed!