Han Jingyi ignored his presence and went to the bathroom to wash her face with a sour face.

The atmosphere was extremely tense, as gloomy as the Arctic's ten-thousand-year-old ice cave, and no one wanted to talk to anyone else.

When Han Jingyi finished washing up and came out, Gu Jinteng was gone.

Han Jingyi felt unwell and fell asleep in a daze while lying on the bed.

Her stomach was aching slightly, but because of the presence of Gu Jinteng and Geng Ming, she had no choice but to go home.

As long as you don’t check yourself, no one will know the secret of your illness?

Gu Jinteng did not leave, but stood alone on the balcony smoking.

He never dreamed that Han Jingyi would sue him and kill him.

He was heartbroken, with sad tears rolling down his worried eyes, and he lowered his head.

A magnetic voice came from behind: "Fighting again?"

Gu Jinteng gently raised his gloomy eyes without saying a word.

Turned around and went home: "Why are you here?"

Lu Yupeng sat down: "Come to see you"

When Gu Jinteng saw the red wine in front of him, his black eyebrows frowned.

The next second, his eyes turned gloomy, and without saying anything, he drank the wine.

In the middle of the night, Han Jingyi was awakened by the pain, and the sweat on her head rolled down her haggard cheeks.

I fumbled around on the bed for my phone but couldn't find it.

I remembered that my cell phone was broken by Gu Jinteng.

Feeling weak all over, he slowly crawled over and knocked on the door, but still no one knew who he was.

Han Jingyi's face was pale. She slowly stood up with the help of the door handle and took small steps.

My parents' bedroom was several hundred meters away on the left, and it was difficult to go over there to ask for help.

After walking and stopping for 40 minutes, he stumbled to the fifth floor, endured the pain, and whispered: "Brother, brother..."

I called many times, but still no response.

Han Jingyi's legs and feet were weak, and she fell to the ground crying, tears blurring her eyes: "Brother, brother, save me, wuwu..."

At this moment, she felt so helpless, lying on the ground crying: "I hate you, why did you let me eat it, it hurts..."

This is a pill of regret. Han Jingyi regrets meeting Gu Jinteng, regrets falling in love with him during the good times, regrets the deep affection she has felt over the years, and regrets silently giving to him...

She knew she couldn't take the medicine, but she was afraid of getting pregnant, so she had to take it obediently. She didn't expect the medicine to be so strong that she rolled on the ground in pain.

Use a poison to wipe out all the love for Gu Jinteng.

I managed to escape from the hands of the King of Hell with great difficulty.

My eyes are blurred by tears. I don’t know whether I am dead or alive, or if I can make it.

She was unwilling to accept the fact that she was being tortured to death at such a young age, and there were still many things she hadn't accomplished.

Despair, helplessness, suffering...

At six o'clock in the morning, Zhao Chengrui woke up and opened the door, only to see Han Jingyi lying at the door, motionless.

How did the little girl come to my door?

Zhao Chengrui quickened his pace and ran over, picked her up, and saw that her face was pale, her lips were purple, her hands and feet were cold, and her heartbeat was weak. He shouted loudly: "Jingyi, Jingyi..."

No matter how Zhao Chengrui called out, she couldn't be woken up. He held her in his arms and ran while shouting.

Zhao Chengrui was scared half to death. What if something happened to Han Jingyi?

Even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't clear himself of all blame. So why was she at the door of his room?

Zhao Chengrui carried Han Jingyi downstairs and shouted, "Mom and Dad, call 120 quickly. Jingyi is dying?"

The noise was so loud that it woke up all the people who were sleeping.

Zhao Nanke had already woken up. He glanced at the time and saw that it was still early, so he lay on the bed and checked his phone.

Hearing Zhao Chengrui's voice, he got up immediately, without even changing clothes, and went to the living room.

Seeing Zhao Chengrui holding Han Jingyi: "Hurry up and get the quilt out, the lady has fainted on the ground"

Zhao Nanke stumbled back, hugged Yang Yulan's head, shook it vigorously, and shouted: "Yulan, Jingyi is dying, shall we go to the hospital?"

Yang Yulan felt like the sky was falling, and she immediately got up from the bed, tears streaming down her face: "Jingyi?"

Zhao Nanke helped Yang Yulan downstairs and saw Han Jingyi lying on the sofa. Yang Yulan ran over and hugged her: "Daughter, what's wrong? Weren't you fine last night?"

The ambulance arrived, and Zhao Chengrui, wearing thin gray pajamas, carefully carried Han Jingyi up.

In order to race against time, the doctor performed artificial respiration on Han Jingyi in the ambulance.

The Zhao family was in chaos inside and out.

The ambulance kept sirening on the spacious sidewalk. Although there were fewer people playing in the morning, the sound of the ambulance attracted the attention of many people.

The Zhao family was waiting anxiously at the door of the emergency room. What on earth was their daughter doing on the fifth floor?

Zhao Chengrui stared at his parents: "I don't know, why are you looking at me?"

At this time, the doctor pushed open the door and came out, taking off the white mask: "She just had her period, it's nothing, don't worry?"

Yang Yulan was very anxious: "Doctor, are you really okay?"

"Just a few days of intravenous drips in the hospital will be fine, don't worry."

Han Jingyi was pushed out, and Yang Yulan felt so distressed when she saw her daughter!

Holding Han Jingyi's hand, pulling it carefully, alone in the ward.

Zhao Nanke and Zhao Chengrui held hands. They couldn't figure out what Han Jingyi was doing on the fourth floor?

Yang Yulan sat down with her hair disheveled: "Old Zhao, can you go home and bring some daily necessities? I need to take care of Jingyi in the hospital?"

Zhao Chengrui came over and patted her shoulder: "Jingyi, it's okay, you have to take care of yourself."

Zhao Chengrui followed his father home to change clothes, leaving Yang Yulan in the hospital to take care of Han Jingyi.

At eight o'clock, Han Jingyi slowly woke up, opened her eyes and found herself in an unfamiliar environment.

This time, she bravely went through the gates of hell again. It turned out that her life was so tough that even the King of Hell didn't dare to take her.

Turning around, she found her mother next to her, hugging Yang Yulan and crying, "Mom, it's so good to have you."

Yang Yulan took Han Jingyi's hand and asked quietly, "Your period is here, why is it more painful than last time?"

After hearing what her mother said, Han Jingyi was suddenly at a loss. It seemed that her mother really mistook the stomachache for dysmenorrhea.

Seeing her mother's eyes, Han Jingyi didn't dare to tell her mother what had happened to her.

If my mother knew that I took emergency contraceptive pills, she would definitely scold me to death.

According to his physical condition, he was not allowed to have sex during the recovery period, nor was he allowed to take this kind of medicine. Taking this medicine tortured him: "I was too tired from walking yesterday, and I drank some ice water."

Yang Yulan stared at her and asked loudly: "Han Jingyi, you are already 27 years old, not a 7-year-old child. Others don't know your physical condition, don't you know it? How dare you drink ice water?"

Seeing her mother lose her temper, Han Jingyi immediately pulled her mother and said, "I was wrong, Mom, I was wrong. Will I listen to you from now on?"

Seeing her daughter's sincere attitude, Yang Yulan sat down and asked, "How many days will you be hospitalized in the hospital? Can you not eat these cold things in the future?"

Han Jingyi nodded: "Okay"

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