He bent down quickly, wanting to check if there was a wound, but everything looked fine with no sign of any injury.
He furrowed his brow, examining Shen Heyu.
She lay on the bed, her mouth slightly open, her gaze hazy, and her face flushed red, seeming in pain yet dazed. Sweat had dampened her hair, sticking it against her temples.
He leaned down, speaking in an uncharacteristically gentle tone, "Tell me, where does your body feel uncomfortable?" Since there were no external injuries, it must be an internal issue.
Shen Heyu hadn't expected him to ask about her well-being; her stomach indeed felt uncomfortable. She thought he would leave as usual after finishing and then abandon her to deal with it herself.
Seeing that she remained silent, Pei Yansi's gaze grew colder, "Speak?"
"My stomach doesn't feel very good…" she touched her lower abdomen.
Pei Yansi picked her up, rinsed her off in the bathroom, and then placed her in the car, intending to go to the hospital.
