Chapter 679 - 691: Liang Shaochen is hospitalized with a fever
However, after only taking a few steps, both Liang Shaochen and Nan Mo fell to the ground.
Helplessly, she took out her phone.
She dialed Nangong Feihong’s number; perhaps he was the only one who could help now!
But no one answered the call.
In complete despair, Xia Xiaonuan put down the phone and struggled to help Liang Shaochen up.
Nan Mo, hold on, you can’t be in trouble!
At this moment, two traffic police officers walked over from a distance.
"Miss, what happened to him? Do you need any help?"
Xia Xiaonuan was overjoyed and quickly said, "He fainted, could you please help me support him?"
The two traffic police officers hurried over.
One of them carried Liang Shaochen on his back, and Xia Xiaonuan took the car keys out of his pocket and unlocked the car.
The traffic police helped her into the car.
"Do you have a driver’s license?" one officer asked.
Xia Xiaonuan shook her head.
The officer’s face darkened. Reluctantly, one of the police officers helped drive Liang Shaochen to the hospital.
As they left, the officer said speechlessly, "In this cold weather, running out for a date, you two must really be addicted. Don’t do this again..."
Xia Xiaonuan’s face turned as red as a tomato: "I understand, thank you!"
Just then, her phone rang; it was Nangong Feihong.
"Xiaonuan, sorry, I was in the private room and didn’t hear the phone! Why did you call me so late, is something wrong?"
Xia Xiaonuan shook her head: "It’s okay now..."
"Xiaonuan, what’s wrong? Where are you?"
"I... I’m at the hospital..."
In the hospital room, IV fluids dripped slowly through a tube.
Xia Xiaonuan looked at the man sleeping on the bed and grasped his other hand.
Tears rolled onto the back of his hand.
Shaochen...
Why did it come to this, what am I supposed to do?
"Xiaonuan... Qiqi..." It seemed like Liang Shaochen was dreaming, his head shook, and his brows furrowed tightly, murmuring her name.
Xia Xiaonuan felt a sharp pang in her nose.
"I’m here... Shaochen... I’m here...!"
Liang Shaochen suddenly grasped her hand back: "Qiqi... don’t... don’t go..." His brows were tightly knitted, as if having a terrible dream.
Xia Xiaonuan felt a lot of pain in her heart.
No... she couldn’t continue this way anymore.
Since Nangong Yaoling no longer loved her, she must make it clear to her grandfather.
She had to completely sever ties with Nangong Yaoling.
Only then could she rightfully stand by his side.
Nan Mo, I’m sorry... I’m sorry...
She shook her head.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
Xia Xiaonuan got up and saw Nangong Feihong entering.
"Xiaonuan, how is Shaochen?"
"He’s fine now, the doctor said, luckily we brought him in time, he was almost developing pneumonia!" Xia Xiaonuan said with some lingering fear.
Nangong Feihong also breathed a sigh of relief.
He placed the lunch box and fruit he was holding on the side table.
"I bought you some food. You haven’t eaten yet, have you?" Nangong Feihong stood in front of her, noticing her terrible complexion.
"Xiaonuan, why did Shaochen go to the park alone? You guys..."
Xia Xiaonuan shook her head awkwardly.
"Don’t ask."
Nangong Feihong gave her a deep look.
"Alright..."
He walked to the bedside and took a look at Liang Shaochen.
"It’s good that he’s okay."
He opened the lunch box, and the fragrant aroma wafted out:
"I bought your favorite braised pork, Xiaonuan, have some."