"What are you doing standing here?" Li Beijue's gaze landed on her slightly pale face, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, he grabbed her wrist without saying a word, pulled her into the study room, and pushed her down onto the sofa. His brows were twisted so tightly they could wring out water, and his tone was not kind, but his falcon-like eyes were filled with concern, "Why do you look so terrible? Is it the change of environment or are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
His eyebrows were so knitted they could kill a fly, "Chi Enen, is it your stomach that's uncomfortable?"
"I..."
"Damn it!" Li Beijue frowned impatiently, his thin lips pursed, and before she could finish speaking, he bent down and swept her up horizontally, "I'm taking you to the hospital!"
Caught off guard, Chi Enen's feet were dangling in the air, and she instinctively stretched out her arms to encircle his neck. Seeing his genuinely anxious expression, the last bit of doubt in her heart also vanished.
