C200 Song Jiayin woke up

However, after almost half an hour, Song Jiayin was still unconscious. As time passed, Gong Yichen was slightly worried.

He held the cotton swab to his mouth again, afraid she might be thirsty.

Suddenly, the slightly nervous Gong Yichen shook Song Jiayin, but he did not react at all.

"Wake up, are you alright?"

No matter how Gong Yichen shook it and how he shouted, Song Jiayin did not react.

He was somewhat anxious, so he put on his clothes and prepared to send them to the hospital to check on the situation.

Gong Yichen prepared to carry her on his back and head to the nearby hospital. He slowly squatted and let her lean on his back.

"Where is this …" Song Jiayin opened her eyes in a daze and felt a bit heavy in her head.

Gong Yichen was shocked, he immediately placed Song Jiayin down and ran in front of him.

"Are you alright? I'm Gong Yichen, look at me." Gong Yichen rubbed her head and nudged her head.

His eyes were especially tense and his legs were trembling in fear.

Song Jiayin held her head and looked confused. She nodded.

Gong Yichen quickly ran over to pour a cup of water and pass it to her.

Song Jiayin drank the water and sat on the bed. She rested for a while before waking up.

"What are you doing here? Is something the matter?" Song Jiayin asked soberly.

When he saw it, Gong Yichen felt that it was strange, why did it seem as if nothing had happened to her.

"You … Don't you know what happened? " Gong Yichen asked suspiciously.

"What …" This put Song Jiayin in a bit of a daze. She didn't know what had happened.

She kept scratching the back of her head and looked at Gong Yichen with wide eyes.

Instead, he asked Gong Yichen, "What happened?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I can't remember. Don't think about it yet." Gong Yichen comforted his.

"Didn't you go on a business trip? Why are you still here?" Song Jiayin was a little confused.

Gong Yichen was a little too nervous, he grabbed her hands tightly and said, "Tell me first, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere right now?"

Song Jiayin shook her head continuously, only then did Gong Yichen feel at ease.

He hugged Song Jiayin tightly. "You scared me so much.

"I feel a little headache, as if I've been beaten." Song Jiayin said to him.

Gong Yichen immediately ran over to help her look around, and when he found nothing abnormal, he sat down.

Gong Yichen felt that nothing serious had happened, so he prepared to let her have a bite to eat.

"Hungry? I have rice and stew."

Song Jiayin's face was full of happiness as she smiled at him.

Gong Yichen brought the soup over and handed it over to Song Jiayin.

"It's a little hot …" Song Jiayin said.

Gong Yichen immediately rushed over to help her blow the wind, and waited for her to almost drink it again.

"Is it good? "Isn't it too light?" Gong Yichen asked gently.

"It's just right. It's a bit light." Song Jiayin replied.

"That's right, it's better if you drink something light now."

Song Jiayin instantly felt that he was very warm-hearted, and thought it through thoroughly.

Gong Yichen sat at the side, watching her eat with a smile on his face. Seeing that she had fully recovered, he was prepared to ask her until the end.

"You really don't know what happened?"

She widened her innocent eyes and shook her head. "I don't know."

Gong Yichen continued to ask: "Then why are you in bed? Go to sleep? "

The two of them stared at each other.

"I don't know. I can't remember."

Even if Gong Yichen were to closely interrogate her, she still could not think of the reason behind it.

Song Jiayin leaned on the bed. Go, think. Gong Yichen was also silent.

"It's fine. Think about it slowly. There's no hurry." Gong Yichen caressed her head and comforted her.

Song Jiayin nodded and did not say a word.

Jing Junling who was lying on the balcony had a terrible headache, and was suddenly awakened.

She covered her head and muttered to herself noisily, "Why am I here?"

She stumbled back into the room, took a headache tablet from the drawer, poured a glass of water, and swallowed the medicine.

I was surprised to find it in my bed. He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. His head hurt more than ever.

She picked up her phone, now the only person who could ask for help was Wu Zihao.

Jing Junling dialed his number.

"Unfortunately, it's still you. Accompany me …" His cell phone rang. He was lying on his bed. Wu Zihao who was on stage was woken up by the sound of the bell.

He turned over and went back to sleep. He had no intention of picking up the call either.

Jing Junling had no choice but to call Wu Zihao again as the pain was really too excruciating.

"Hurry up and pick it up, or else I'll be waiting for death …" Jing Junling said somewhat anxiously.

"Why are you making such a ruckus? So annoying …" With that, Wu Zihao picked up his phone and immediately turned it off.

Jing Junling pursed her lips, feeling the pain in her head until her eyeballs were spinning, as she endured the pain.

With trembling hands, she took out a sleeping pill from her drawer. She thought to herself: I can only fall asleep after taking that pill, Wu Zihao is unreliable.

Just like this, Jing Junling took a sleeping pill and fell into a deep slumber.

On the other side, Song Jiayin was trying her best to think back while Gong Yichen was busy in the kitchen.

Song Jiayin suddenly wanted to eat the poached egg, but no matter what she did, Gong Yichen went to the kitchen to hurry up and finish it.

"Would you like a bowl of rice porridge when the poached egg is ready?" Gong Yichen asked in a servile manner.

"Alright, just a small bowl will do." Song Jiayin looked like she was really hungry.

Song Jiayin wanted to get off the bed, but was stopped by Gong Yichen when she went to the kitchen to eat.

He said to her, "Your body has not fully recovered yet. Don't walk around."

Song Jiayin could only obediently obey, he brought the food in front of her, and let her eat.

Song Jiayin ate a lot of the rice porridge that she liked to eat very much. This time, Song Jiayin was finally satisfied.

Gong Yichen made her lie on the bed. Go and clean up the dishes yourself.

When Gong Yichen returned, the related scene in Song Jiayin's mind was not complete.

She tried to remember. Gong Yichen, however, did not leave her side for even a moment.

"Don't worry, just think slowly." Gong Yichen was guiding her.

In the end, Song Jiayin was still confused and could not think of anything.

Gong Yichen thought that he would tell her what had happened when she finally remembered it himself. It seemed that Gong Yichen could only tell her what had happened.

Jing Junling who was sleeping soundly didn't seem to be in any big trouble, it was just that she drank too much, and her mind was a little stimulated.

Sleep, wake up and you'll be fine. Wu Zihao was still sleeping soundly. No matter what happened, he could pretend that nothing happened. He ate what he needed to eat and drank what he needed to drink.

Gong Yichen was afraid that Song Jiayin would be scared. I'm going to tell her in a way that won't irritate her and try to keep her from getting hurt.

Song Jiayin, on the other hand, was completely stunned; she stared at him with widened eyes.

However, Gong Yichen did not speak for a long time.