"Stop dawdling, are you bleeding that much? Get in the car and go to the hospital now!"
Mu Chenxi knew what Fu Yanshen was thinking and pulled his hand impatiently.
She got into the car first, bending down.
Her tone was fierce, but it was obvious that she was worried about him.
Fu Yanshen's lips curled upwards, not angry even though he was being scolded, his gaze fixed on Mu Chenxi's face, unable to look away until she forcefully pulled him into the car.
The car left the hotel, heading towards the hospital.
Mu Chenxi could feel his gaze still on her face, but she didn't look back at him.
Until Fu Yanshen's body suddenly weakened, and he fell towards her, his head resting on her shoulder.
"Fu Yanshen?"
Mu Chenxi turned her head to look, saw Fu Yanshen's eyelids drooping, weakly murmuring her name, "Chenxi—"
Panic rose in Mu Chenxi's heart.
Aside from that time he had a high fever, she had never seen him this weak.
Was he just forcing himself to stay strong earlier?