Yong Liwei was startled. He rushed to her side with a worried look on his face. He asked, "M-Mengjie? What's wrong?"
She held her head, her brows were knitted together because of the pain. She only tried to think but her mind was denying it. She felt like her head was being punctured by numerous needles. It was too much. Her brain was fighting back whatever she wanted to remember.
The man didn't know what to do to help her with the pain so he pressed the buzzer on the side of the bed to call for medical help since this was something he couldn't handle at all. "Mengjie, don't force it." His voice was gentle and yet there was a mixture of worry, panic, and something else from it but Lu Mengjie was too distracted by the pain to even notice it.
