President, I'm afraid of pain

"what happened?"

Xia Yi stood up suddenly, scratched her messy long hair, walked to the stairs, and looked up.

The place on the second floor where the room was closed was suddenly quiet.

Xia Yiwei frowned suspiciously, and when she was wondering if she had auditory hallucinations, when she turned around, the sound of breaking things rang out again.

"Wan Qiye?"

In the next second, Xia Yi rushed up to the second floor, reached out to hold the doorknob, but froze in vain.

She suddenly remembered that A Dong had specifically told him that Wan Chengye didn't like people coming into his bedroom.So, she let go of her hand quickly, just knocked on the door lightly, and asked, "Wan Chengye, what happened to you? Why did you throw something in the middle of the night?"

"..."

Across a door, there seemed to be a heavy breathing suppressed in the room.

Xia Yiwei put her ear to the door more and more puzzled, listened attentively, and knocked on the door again, "Hey, Wan Chengye, can you hear me? If you're fine, just say it, if you If there is something, you can also say it, what's the matter?"

"Clang!"

This time, it was a huge collapse sound.

Xia Yiwei stood outside the door in a panic, biting her lips lightly. She didn't care so much, raised her hand and slammed on the door, and shouted anxiously: "Wan Chengye, did something happen to you? Don't say anything. I'll just come in!" After saying that, she turned sideways and knocked open the door.

She choked with embarrassing footsteps, and the moment the door opened, she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"Oh...you fell to my death."

In the cry of pain, there was another rapid panting sound, which belonged to Wan Tuniye.

Xia Yiwei was startled in vain, and raised her head abruptly, in sight, there was a room full of messy things collapsed beside the round bed in the center of the bedroom.A pure white quilt was spread on the floor, and Wan Yiye, who was wrapped in a bathrobe, was half bent over, pressing his heart tightly with one hand, the pain was indescribable.

"Wan Qiye?"

Her voice was ethereal as if piercing the air.

Wan Chengye's heart trembled without warning, and he raised his eyes, and the Danfeng eyes, which could not hide the severe pain, set off a bloody vortex.The moment his eyes touched her, an unspeakable fluctuation rose and fell like ripples, swallowing his consciousness suffocated in severe pain in an instant.

"Xia Yiwei?"

"Well, it's me, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Yiwei reacted belatedly, and without caring about her sore knee, she hurried forward and squatted in front of him.It was the first time she saw Wan Tengye in such a state of embarrassment, and she seemed a little at a loss. She was taken aback, and then she stretched out her hand and touched his forehead, "The temperature is so high, do you have a fever? Do you have any medicine at home?"

"No……"

Wan Chengye shook his head lightly, his lips pursed into a straight line overflowing with cold forbearance.

The big hand pressed tightly to the place of the heart, where every beating was like a slashing Ling Chi, tormenting his consciousness.

"How did this happen? Is your heart hurting? Is it a heart attack? If it's your first attack, you must go to the hospital for an examination. If it's an old problem, then you must have a way to relieve the pain, right? Ah, that's right. , can painkillers work? I'll ask A Dong to get them for you!"

At this moment, Xia Yiwei's entire body stiffened anxiously, and her flustered eyes inadvertently revealed a bit of tenderness.

"It's useless...it's poison."

Every word Wan Chengye spoke seemed to be strenuous, and while panting rapidly, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms without warning.