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Yan Luoluo threw away the bag in her hands and picked Mu Beihan up, looking at him in panic. The person who was just standing here and teasing her, actually said that he would fall down immediately, "Is it your stomach? Do you have any medicine? I'll give it to you to eat! "

But after searching through every single pocket on Mu Beihan's body, not even a speck of dust could be found, let alone a drop of it.

Since he wasn't wearing it, he must be in the office!

Seeing Mu Beihan's painful look, Yan Luoluo was panicking. She wanted to get up and rush into her office, but the person in her arms shook his head.

"There's no medicine, so stop looking."

"I'll call an ambulance for you. Hold on for a while longer." Yan Luoluo ignored Mu Beihan's objections, and took out her phone to call for first aid.

Mu Beihan and his female colleague had worked late into the night, only to suddenly be sent to the hospital.

But Yan Luoluo did not care about that now, she just wanted to quickly send him to the hospital. Mu Beihan looked like he would faint at any time.

"Have you ever done this before? "How did you do it before?"

Yan Luoluo slowly fed the hot water in the cup to his mouth, hoping to alleviate his pain. She didn't know if it was psychological, but Mu Beihan's expression also eased up a little.

Mu Beihan shook his head, his deep eyes looking straight at Yan Luoluo, he gasped for breath and asked: "Let me ask you a question, whose child is Fanfan?"

"Why do you ask now? Is it not painful anymore? "

Yan Luoluo's hand rested on Mu Beihan's stomach, as though she was about to press him down. It seems that he still did not have enough pain, otherwise, he wouldn't have thought that way.

"Do you love me?"

These words were like a bomb in the deep sea, messing up Yan Luoluo's heart.

Did she love him?

She could not even answer this question herself, much less him.

Yan Luoluo's hand that was on Mu Beihan's stomach did not press hard, but gently rubbed, hoping to lessen his pain.

Mu Beihan's eyes dimmed a little, and it had just eased up a bit. His stomach also hurt more, and his face became even paler.

Did this woman not know how to lie to him? They would rather see him in such pain.

"Is the patient here?"

The doctor ran over with a stretcher in hand. Seeing Mu Beihan lying on the ground, he gave him a simple judgement. After confirming that it was acute gastroenteritis, he immediately carried him onto the stretcher.

"The patient's condition is serious and needs immediate treatment."

Saying that, the doctor's gaze turned to Yan Luoluo, "Who are you to the patient? If you don't have any relationship with him, can you contact his family members?"

"I …"

Just as Yan Luoluo's words were about to reach her mouth, Mu Beihan said in a weak voice: "Girlfriend."

The doctor agreed, then lifted Mu Beihan and walked out. Yan Luoluo followed suit and wanted to get on the ambulance, but she did not expect Mu Beihan to bow and greet him.

"You can go back. I'll send someone."

"You still have the strength to speak, looks like you're still not sick enough."

Yan Luoluo pushed Mu Beihan's hand back down. Everyone in the company knew that Mike still hadn't come back from his vacation. Other than her, Yan Luoluo really couldn't think of anyone else to take care of him.

On the other side, Cheng Jinchuan had just slept soundly in Yan Qingfan's house. He rubbed his sore eyebrows, not knowing if Luo Luo Luo had finished his work yet, and had not come back yet, so where had he gone to?