Feng Shengxuan happily watched television as he ate. Whenever he thought about how he would be able to go to Camino tomorrow to give Nuannuan a surprise and disgust that man while he was at it, Feng Shengxuan felt as if all the pores on his body had opened up in joy. He did not feel any anxiety or sorrow from having cancer at all.
However, his extreme joy turned to sorrow soon enough. After eating for less than fifteen minutes, his stomach started to ache horribly. It was so painful that Feng Shengxuan could feel his blood pressure rise rapidly that he suspected he nearly got meningitis.
Initially, he wanted to wait until the next day when he arrived at Nuannuan’s place to receive medical treatment, but the pain overtook him from the stomach and finally made him question everything.
After being sick for so long, he only needed to eat one medicine pill that Nuannuan made to stop the pain. The medicine that Nuannuan made for him had pain-suppressing effects, after all.
However…
To ensure that his stomach worsened more, he flushed the medicine away into the toilet one day.
Meanwhile, Bai Liyue took the medicine administered by the hospital with her too.
The pain from Feng Shengxuan’s stomach was agonizing. He wanted to call Bai Liyue, but he held himself back.
Since he decided that he should not pamper women, he refused to give in to Bai Liyue.
Hence, Young Master Feng held all his pain in with sheer willpower.
Two hours later, he could not take it anymore. He started to get woozy from the pain, and he felt nauseous.
Feng Shengxuan could not help but run to the bathroom to vomit.
Yet, the moment he vomited, he painted the entire tub with blood.
Feng Shengxuan stared blankly at the bright red blood in the toilet bowl and the blood that was still dripping from the corner of his lips. He reached out and touched the corner of his lips in a daze. His hand was covered in thick, sticky blood.
Only then did he realize…
Was his illness this serious?
Even if he managed to woo Nuannuan, would he remain alive long enough to bring her happiness?
For the first time ever, Feng Shengxuan was concerned about his health.
He thought that he would feel much better after vomiting, but he realized that the vomiting was just the beginning.
The pain in his body was so intense that Feng Shengxuan could not help but roll around on the bed.
Splurt—
When his pain reached a certain threshold, and before he could even go to the bathroom, a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
Then, the first spurt of blood was followed by continuous waves of blood before he was engulfed in a wave of blackout dizziness.
Before he completely lost consciousness, Feng Shengxuan subconsciously tapped on Bai Liyue’s number on his phone.
This horrible woman. He was already so sick, but she still had the heart to beat him up and scold him. Moreover, she stayed out so late without any care for his life.
Feng Shengxuan thought that his call went through, but what he did not know was that after he passed out, there was only the beep of someone ending the call from the other end of the line.
When Feng Shengxuan woke up, it was already late at night.
His extreme gastric pain had passed.
He crawled out of bed in a daze and looked at the time. It was five o’clock in the morning.
The lights were still on in the room, and the mattress was covered with the blood that he vomited before fainting.
He remembered that it was nine o’clock when his eyesight descended into darkness from the pain.
So…
He had been unconscious for eight hours?
Looking at the phone in his hand, he realized that he called Bai Liyue before he fainted.
However, eight hours had passed, and she had not even bothered to talk to him. She had not returned and without any regard for him, she let him sleep alone on the bloody bed for eight whole hours?
However, Feng Shengxuan, who often wished that Bai Liyue would just die from the times he complained about her, broke his routine—for once, he was not complaining about how evil and malicious this woman was for not caring about him.
