Su Yun sat at the head of the bed in the emergency resuscitation room and held Chang Yue's hand. She felt a little remorseful.
He was really to blame for this. How could he let her drink more hot water? That one sentence almost made him drink to death.
It was impossible to kill someone by drinking a mouthful of hot water. Su Yun sighed. The temperature of Chang Yue's hand in her palm gradually rose, and she knew that she was probably fine.
Sweating, pale, weak pulse, cold limbs, cyanosis of lips-all the symptoms of allergic shock were gradually disappearing. If there were no accidents, tomorrow ... The day after tomorrow, Chang Yue would be able to go home and rest.
However, no matter what, Su Yun could not forgive her own negligence.
"How did I end up sleeping here?" Chang Yue opened her eyes and asked softly.
"There's a small situation. " Su Yun revealed a kind smile.