After being thrown into the crazy literature, the author turned over a new leaf

Chapter 53 He is an exception - Affecting my emotions
Seeing that Feng Sichen had retracted his strength, Si Nian immediately broke free from the restraints and spoke before giving him a chance.

"I have done everything you asked for, and I hope you, Mr. Feng, will keep your word and not cross the line. We are just a simple party A and B relationship now, not a 'female companion' for your entertainment."

She deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of those two words.

Si Nian only gave Feng Sichen thirty seconds. Seeing that he didn't respond, she turned and left.

Now she has no car, so she takes a taxi to leave.

Feng Sichen ordered his men to smash the car. He said, "There are so many cars. Why do you think this is the only one you need?"

Si Nian looked at it indifferently and said, "Go ahead and smash it. It's not my car now."

She had worked hard to cultivate the ability to remain calm and not be affected by emotions, because Feng Sichen had challenged her time and again.

Si Nian's principles and exceptions were repeatedly retreated because of him, and in the end, whenever she met him, she would stop thinking and act only on emotion.

Fortunately, the agreement was about to end and they would soon not see each other again. Si Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

As she turned to leave, the person next to her made a strange noise. Looking back, she saw him leaning against a tree with a painful expression.

Do you care? No matter what, he doesn't need me anyway, someone will come to take care of him soon.

Si Nian turned back and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"My stomach hurts." Feng Sichen said in pain.

Forget it, I can’t just stand by and watch someone die!!

"Is it serious? Then let's go to the hospital." Si Nian took a step closer to him and supported him. "I just happened to get a taxi."

Feng Sichen has a stomach problem, and it's quite serious. Si Nian overheard it by accident.

Although I don't want to pay attention to it, it is too obvious for him. What's more, I have frequent contact with him. From my observation, this domineering president is indeed sick, and he has many symptoms of illness.

"No, thanks. I just need to rest for a while." Feng Sichen frowned and looked really painful.

The driver beside them, seeing that they seemed to have no intention of getting on the bus, urged them: "Are you still going to get on the bus?"

Feng Sichen was wearing casual clothes today. He was not a household name, and ordinary people who were not involved in this industry naturally didn't know who he was.

"I'll just go back to Bauhinia Apartment and rest for a while." Feng Sichen held Si Nian's arm, pretending to be reserved and trying to steady himself.

Seeing this, Si Nian said, "Master, let's go to Bauhinia Apartment."

After much dragging and tugging, they finally got into the car.

Feng Sichen, who was sitting in the back row, had a pale face and even the color of his lips changed.

"Or let's go to the hospital. It's very close here, less than fifteen minutes' drive away." Si Nian said with a little concern.

"It's an old problem. Just rub it and take some medicine and it will be fine." Feng Sichen's eyelids were half open.

This place is also close to Bauhinia Apartment.

Si Nian supported Feng Sichen, entered the password, and came back. She put him on the sofa, then went to pour hot water and find medicine for his stomachache.

But, I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked.

No, does this person take medicine as food?
Si Nian remembered that when she left last time, she still had a whole box of stomachache medicine.

She handed the cup of water to him and then left quickly.

There was a sound of a door closing, and Feng Sichen's expression returned to normal. He stood up and chased after him.

He looked at the door that closed again, his eyes deep: No, I'm a patient, am I so heartless?

There was obvious disappointment on Feng Sichen's face.

Feng Sichen used to be dismissive of the idea of ​​"faking illness when you are not sick", but now he did what he used to be dismissive of. You must not pretend to be sick when you are not sick, or you will become really sick. Feng Sichen was kneeling on the carpet and half lying on the sofa, covering his abdomen. There was no technique, only emotion.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened again.

Feng Sichen turned his head with difficulty to look, and in his hazy vision, he saw Si Nian.

He saw her running towards him.

Si Nian moved closer to him, half-knelt on the blanket, and before she could say a word, he held her in his arms.

He said, "Don't go. I feel uncomfortable." His voice was fragile, even more fragile than before.

Si Nian was stunned for a moment. She wanted to push him away, but when she looked down at his pale face and slightly trembling fingers, she softened her heart.

She patted his back and said, "I won't leave, but I can't get you medicine if you hold me."

"You're not leaving?" He only caught the first word.

"I won't leave." Si Nian said again.

"I want to hold your hand." He is usually so cool and domineering, but now he has turned into a little lamb, and even his voice is soft and weak.

"Okay, but let me go first. I want to get you medicine." Si Nian said helplessly.

What to do? You argue with a patient?

He loosened his hand, but stared at Si Nian with eyes as clear as a deer.

She swallowed and finally, held out her hand.

Si Nian's hand was suspended in the air, and Feng Sichen took it without any hesitation.

No? Where is his usual prestige in outer space? Si Nian was shocked by this scene.

Even though he had a stomachache, he insisted on following me wherever I went and holding my hand. This was completely different from his usual style.

Si Nian broke off the pill, held the cup of water and handed it to him, motioning him to take it, but he shook his head to refuse.

Hey! Aren't you able to take medicine normally? Why are you refusing now?

Si Nian was frowning, but when he saw how sick and pitiful he looked, he relaxed his expression and waited patiently for him to take the medicine.

After some time, he took the medicine, but still held her hand tightly.

"Mr. Feng, it's getting late. I should go home." Si Nian put the time on his phone horizontally in front of him.

Feng Sichen only took a very brief glance, just 0.01 seconds. He still held his hand tightly, lying face down on the sofa, with his other hand against his abdomen.

The effect of the pill does not appear immediately, it takes time.

Si Nian tried to retract her grip, but found that every time she tried to escape, the grip on her became tighter.

"Mr. Feng, you promised me that you wouldn't interfere," Si Nian didn't say the last few words when she saw that he looked extremely uncomfortable.

She knew he was cheating, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Si Nian had been squatting for a long time. She glanced at the person next to her who would not let her leave no matter what, and felt her muscles ache even more.

She used to exercise regularly to keep in shape, but these days she is too busy and has no time to go to the gym.

She spent time with him slowly, and when she saw that he seemed to be asleep, she gently withdrew her hand and left.

You have your strategies, and I have my strategies. Si Nian was determined to leave. Just as she opened the door and was about to step out, someone hugged her from behind.

"Is it not possible to not leave?" he said.

　Acting like a spoiled brat, tsk~
　
(End of this chapter)