Jiang Jingheng rushed to the door and asked the doctor, "How is she?"
The doctor replied, "We have administered medication to the patient; she is basically stable now. However, the patient has a unique constitution and absolutely cannot come into contact with allergens again, or she could face a life-threatening situation."
"Okay." Jiang Jingheng narrowed his eyes. He remembered she was allergic to shrimp.
But no shrimp was ordered tonight.
Soon, Mu Yan was transferred to a regular ward.
She was lying on the hospital bed, on an IV drip, with an unusual redness on her face and body.
Jiang Jingheng looked at her like this, feeling heartbroken and in deep pain.
No one could understand the fear he had while watching her unconscious; he was terrified of even the slightest possibility of losing her.
If she were no longer in this world, his life would lose its brightness forever.
