Chapter 392 - Are You Her? (1)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
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For a moment, Sheng Yize thought his heart stopped beating.
But he only froze for a second before he sprinted toward her and picked her up in both arms.
An Xiaxia was drifting in and out of consciousness. She smelled the fresh and pleasant scent of his shirt and grimaced. âIs this happening because of my infatuation with you... My heart races when I see you, teehee...â
That joke was the last thing she managed to utter. Darkness then filled her sight and she fell into a confusing unconsciousness...
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The hospital.
He Jiayu gave Sheng Yize a quick glance. The latter was sitting in the ward by An Xiaxiaâs bed. He was holding her hand and had remained unmoving in that position for quite a while now.
Before An Xiaxia fainted, He Jiayu had been the first to realize something wasnât right and had asked Chi Yuanfeng to call 120.
But he still remembered that after An Xiaxia passed out, Sheng Yize, who had always been such a steady fellow, was completely bewildered.
The look on his face had been terrifying, as if he was ready to kill anyone who stood in his way. With what was left of his senses, he had carried An Xiaxia into the ambulance.
He never said a word during the ride and not a single muscle moved on his face. He emanated an air colder than an iceberg.
Luckily, there was a hospital run by the Sheng Group a short distance away from the venue and they arrived there in a few minutes.
The physician-in-charge was an acquaintance of Sheng Yizeâs. He came over to the ward with An Xiaxiaâs medical record and greeted He Jiayu when he saw him. âXiao He, is that Yizeâs girlfriend in there?â
He Jiayu nodded. âYes.â
â Sigh
... Poor girl. Who could have slipped her such a potent drug...â The doctor sighed, then went on. âIâm going to brief you on her current condition. Yize never talks much, but I fear that if I tell him this, he might want to kill someone...â
He Jiayu smiled wryly. âHeâs too close to her to stay objective, which is totally understandable. Dr. Luo, what drug are you talking about?â
The doctor looked grave. âAccording to the test results, she had an analeptic overdose today... The ingredients in the drug indicate that itâs a banned medicine in our country. Only those in underground boxing matches or who participate in sports competitions take them illegally... The drug will keep them in a state of excitation, but a large dosage will trigger cardiopathic symptoms such as tachycardia and the feeling of asphyxia, which are all intolerable sensations that even grown men canât stand...â
He Jiayuâs face turned livid.
It was fortunate that the doctor had decided not to tell Sheng Yize directly, or He Jiayu couldnât even begin to imagine how the latter would react...
However, who could have been that vile to drug An Xiaxia?
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When An Xiaxia woke up again, she felt that the area between her stomach and her chest was burning.
She took a few deep breaths with much difficulty and fought back the pain that brought tears to her eyes.
Someone was clasping her hand tightly and a husky voice called her name. âXiaxia â
An Xiaxia answered in a tiny voice. She then poked Sheng Yizeâs face with her other hand. âYou look awful. Youâre so haggard... and you have stubble...â
Sheng Yize felt his heart lurch at her soft voice!
âYou imbecile!â
He didnât know whether he was scolding An Xiaxia or himself.
An Xiaxia pursed her lips. She then remembered their almost perfect performance and smiled brightly. âSheng Yize, you know what? I think our performance touched a lot of people... I outdid myself today. That was my best performance so far.â
âYes, you were very good,â Sheng Yize murmured. He then fixed her with a piercing stare and there was a raging fire in his voice. âWhy didnât you say that you werenât feeling well? You should have stopped performing, dummy!â