Sheng Mian could not get up right away, but felt pain in her lower abdomen.
I felt cold all over and couldn't see clearly.
She knew clearly that it was her menstrual period.
She has been busy recently. When she was in You County, she slept with her clothes wet all night, so this menstrual period was particularly difficult.
The pain made her want to vomit, but the hotel was temporarily booked and she didn't have anything except a change of clothes.
With a pale face, she called the hotel front desk with trembling fingertips, hoping that someone would give her what she needed.
It is now six o'clock in the morning. The hotel's service is good and the sanitary napkins she needs were quickly delivered.
Sheng Mian dragged her tired body to open the door. When the waiter saw that her face was pale and even her lips had no color, she asked with concern.
"Guest, do you need medicine?"
Sheng Mian also had the habit of dysmenorrhea before. She would prepare medicines, but they were all in the rose garden.
"Ibuprofen..."
She touched her belly, as if she was going to faint in the next second.
"Please give me two."
The waiter didn't dare to delay. He immediately turned around and tried to find a way to get ibuprofen.
But this is a hotel, how can we have that kind of thing?
The waiter had no choice but to go to a nearby drugstore to buy some. When he reached the top floor again, he was about to get out of the elevator when he bumped into Fu Yancheng who was going to the company.
When Fu Yancheng saw the painkillers in her hand, there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes. He also saw that the waiter went to the room where Sheng Mian was, so he still didn't step into the elevator.
Until Qi Shen shouted, "President?"
Fu Yancheng then walked in.
In the room, Sheng Mian shook her hands and took two ibuprofen.
The pain in my lower abdomen was so strong that I was covered in sweat and my body was getting cold.
She couldn't go to the hospital today, so she had to call Jiang Liu and ask him to go to the hospital.
Jiang Liu heard her weak voice.
"Mianmian, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, Jiang Liu. Please go to the hospital to see my dad. There are Su Lan and the others there. I always feel uneasy. Or call two of the Jiang family's bodyguards. When I recover, I'll treat you to a meal."
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Jiang Liu suddenly became a little angry, "You should rest quickly. You have to worry about it all day long, and you are asking for a meal. I can't afford to eat. I will ask my bodyguard to guard you immediately. Before you go to the hospital,
, no one is allowed to go to the intensive care unit to see uncle, okay?"
Sheng Mian felt warm in her heart and covered her stomach with her hands, "Yeah."
"Mianmian, Fu Yancheng doesn't know that something big happened to your dad? Do you really plan to keep it a secret?"
"Well, Jiang Liu, I want to take a nap."
Jiang Liu said no more.
Sheng Mian was covered in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water.
She forced herself to stand up, and after enduring the severe pain, she quickly went into the bathroom to take a bath, cleaned herself up, and then lay down on the bed.
She didn't dare to turn on the air conditioner and even covered herself with a thin quilt.
I slept like this until night.
eight pm.
Fu Yancheng came to the hotel again, and when he swiped his card to enter his room, he subconsciously glanced at Sheng Mian.
His long fingertips paused, but he still didn't say anything.
After taking a shower, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and answered an overseas conference call.
After hanging up the phone, the front desk called the intercom and asked if he wanted a midnight snack.
Because this room belongs to Fu Yancheng alone, and three meals a day are prepared by someone dedicated to him. He came back late today, so someone called to ask.
Fu Yancheng paused for a few seconds and then said: "Give it to another person on the same floor."
After a while, the waiter pushing the dining cart came to the top floor and pushed the dining cart to Sheng Mian's door.
He knocked politely, but no one answered.
After knocking for more than ten minutes, the front desk called Fu Yancheng again and said that no one opened the door next door.
Fu Yancheng frowned and dialed Sheng Mian.
Sheng Mian's cell phone in the living room lit up, and the note on it was - Mr. Fu.
But there was no sound, so the person lying on the bed in the bedroom did not hear it.
Fu Yancheng took the spare card from the lobby manager and opened the room door.
The waiter on the side also carefully pushed the dining cart in and left.
Fu Yancheng glanced at the living room. There was no one there, but the phone was on the table, so she must be there.
