Madam Dihao is not good

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Mu Xicheng without Chanel is like a body whose soul has been removed, completely losing its spiritual support.

He Xiuzi couldn't imagine what attitude and reaction Mu Xicheng would have after waking up.

Stretching out her hand to touch Mu Xicheng's forehead, seeing that the high fever was getting worse, she shouted in a panic: "Not only did the fever not subside, but the reaction became more serious! Call the doctor!"

"Cheng, it's okay, it's okay." He Xiuzi held Mu Xicheng's hand and comforted her in a voice, "With me here, it's okay, I'll take her back...don't be afraid..."

Tears welled up in the eyes, dripping slowly.

But her heart was extremely afraid, what if she couldn't get Chanel back?

Not only will Mu Xicheng not want her, but even...

Therefore, she must take Chanel back!

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Chanel washed up and went out, wiping her hair with a towel, but Su Shijie was nowhere to be seen.

Finally, his eyes fell on the balcony, startled, he walked over to open the door, only to find that he had locked it from outside the balcony!

The balconies here have inner and outer locks.

Chanel knocked on the door, and Su Shijie sat there for a long time without any response, but his body was slightly convulsed. Although it was from the back, it could still be seen that he was strongly restraining a kind of pain.

Chanel's face turned pale, and she turned around to find someone for help, but she heard the sound of the balcony door opening.

Su Shijie covered his stomach with one hand, his face was pale, his lips were livid, and his tall figure was a little shaky.

Xia Naier took a few quick steps and held him by the arm: "What's the matter, what's the matter? Su Shijie, don't scare me!"

"Don't worry, it happens regularly." Su Shijie endured it, and was helped by Chanel to sit on the bed.

Xia Naier rarely saw Su Shijie's illness flare up. Usually when he was in pain, he would go to the bathroom and not let her see him, so she didn't know that the pain would often attack.

Now, looking at Su Shijie's pale face, sweat all over his head, cold limbs, and tightly drawn eyebrows...

Chanel was overwhelmed with anxiety: "I, this is the doctor!"

"It's no use calling a doctor."

"Then... how about that?"

"Just lie down." [

Xia Naier poured Su Shijie a glass of warm water, fed him medicine, and watched him gradually calm down a little, and she began to let go of her nervousness.Sitting on the edge of the bed, she held his hand and complained why he was so