"It's no wonder you didn't know, because you were in a coma at the time." The doctor explained while packing up the equipment.
"When Mr. Cao brought you to the hospital, you were already exhausted, and the effects of the medicine kept taking effect. However, you were three months pregnant and couldn't be suppressed by injecting an overdose of morphine. Your body was too weak to survive the winter.
Even though you were given an injection of sedatives, the effects of the drug still show up intermittently, so whenever you have an attack of the drug, Mr. Cao will be at your bedside to wipe away your sweat and relieve your pain."
"ease?"
"Yes! We felt so distressed when we saw it! As soon as you had an attack, he would bite your arm! It wasn't until early in the morning that all the effects of your medicine dissipated, and his entire arm was covered with bloody tooth marks!
I stayed with you until seven or eight o'clock before leaving."
Hee.
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Nono, I can't touch you...You are pregnant, be careful with the child.
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His whole arm was covered with bloody teeth marks! He stayed with you until seven or eight o'clock before leaving.
The doctor suddenly smiled mysteriously and leaned into her ear and said, "You are so in love! You must also love Mr. Cao very much, right?"
Love! Love him?!
She misunderstood! Her relationship with Cao Shengxi was not what they thought at all.
"That's not the case, he and I..." She shook her head and tried to explain.
"Don't explain, we all see it right before our eyes. The so-called bystander knows the truth, believe me, it's true! You two love each other very much!"
Sunonuo stopped awkwardly.
Looking at the lilies, which were pure white and crystal clear in the sun, exuding fragrance, her sadness deepened and her doubts deepened...
Why was she so moved and happy when she heard what Cao Shengxi had done for her?
Why was she so happy when she saw Cao Shengxi coming to save her? Had she been looking forward to his appearance?
What exactly is going on......
.......
Sunono stood quietly by the floor-to-ceiling window, admiring the beautiful scene of falling snow.
Wearing a long white cotton skirt, a wide light yellow soft shawl is draped on the shoulders.
Her seaweed-like hair hung casually behind her back, her face was abnormally pale, and her lips were bloodless and a little dry, but still attractive.