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Lu Zhen leaned on the man’s shoulder and could smell the faint fragrance on Song Jia. The man’s arms were firm and strong, giving her a sense of security and dependability.

At such a vulnerable moment, Lu Zhen did not expect Song Jia to accompany her.

Lu Zhen forced herself to drink a small cup of sugar water. Song Jia helped her lie down and tore open two heat packs. After the heat packs heated up, he looked at the unconscious Lu Zhen hesitantly.

Lu Zhen sensed the man’s gaze and opened her eyes to see Song Jia holding two heat packs.

“I’ll put it on myself.” Lu Zhen took the heat pack and placed it on her stomach and lower back.

The heat pack made her feel much better. Song Jia looked at Lu Zhen’s face, as if he wanted to determine if her condition had improved from her expression. However, the man was staring straight at Lu Zhen, making her feel very unnatural. She turned her head away to avoid Song Jia’s gaze. “I’m fine. Thank you.”

“Does it hurt so much every time you have your period?” Song Jia hesitated and asked.

The man’s straightforward question made Lu Zhen blush. “It didn’t hurt so much in the past.”

“That must be the reason why you froze in the snow a few days ago. I’ll ask Dr.

Liang later and ask him to prescribe you some more medicine,” Song Jia said worriedly.

Lu Zhen’s face turned pale at the thought of the Chinese medicine that was so bitter that her tongue was almost numb. “No need.”

“Be good. I didn’t like to take medicine when I was young, but my body will only recover after taking medicine.” Song Jia knew that Lu Zhen was afraid of the bitterness of Chinese medicine and explained patiently, his tone like he was coaxing a child.

Lu Zhen could not take it anymore when he looked at her and coaxed her in such a tone. She felt that every second was very difficult and urged Xiaoxiao to come back quickly.

The air fell silent, and only the sound of their breathing could be heard.

Lu Zhen secretly glanced at Song Jia from the corner of her eye, only to see his gaze on her. She hurriedly looked away.

“Why are you here?” Lu Zhen asked softly.

“Coincidentally, everything has been settled. I’ve also chosen the address of my friend’s company. I heard from Doctor Liang that you’re still a little weak, so I was worried and came to see you,” Song Jia said frankly. He wasn’t hiding his true feelings for Lu anymore.

The air became thick and ambiguous. Lu Zhen’s slender fingers gripped the bedsheets.

It wasn’t like she hadn’t filmed confession scenes in love idol dramas before. At this moment, she could feel a faint electric current flowing between the two of them. Although Song Jia didn’t say it directly, some of the subtext was already obvious.

“I’m not a child. I can take care of myself. You don’t have to worry about me so much.” Lu Zhen bit her lip and tried to express her thoughts in a gentle tone.

“Besides, I’m under a lot of pressure if you do this.”

Pressure? Song Jia’s body stiffened slightly. He had never thought that his concern for her would put pressure on her. Did she not have any feelings for him at all?

Song Jia didn’t say anything. Lu Zhen looked at the bedside table. “President

Song, I only want to work well now. I don’t have any other thoughts for the time being.”

Song Jia’s heart seemed to have fallen into the cold and silent bottom of the sea. He felt suffocated.

Had she already rejected him before he had even expressed his feelings?

Initially, Song Jia thought that since she didn’t show any signs of hating him, it meant that she had the possibility of accepting him.

“Mm.” The man’s voice was the same as usual. There was nothing unusual about it.

Lu Zhen turned her head slightly and saw that Song Jia’s eyes were calm. When his gaze met hers, he even revealed a faint smile. “Rest well and don’t think too much. It’s not good for your recovery.”

Lu Zhen’s fingers gripped the bedsheets tightly. She had already made it clear that Song Jia probably wouldn’t have those thoughts about her anymore. She should have felt relaxed, but for some reason, her heart felt stuffy.

“Xiaoxiao will probably be back soon. Lie down and rest well. I’ll go out for a while.” Song Jia stood up and reached out to lift the blanket that Lu Zhen was covering.

Then, Lu Zhen heard the door close. She looked at the bedside table. Before Song Jia left, he even poured her a glass of hot water. She felt even worse. That sour feeling was indescribable.

After Song Jia walked out of the room, he leaned against the wall in the corridor and digested the complicated emotions in his heart alone. He had never been in such a sorry state in more than twenty years.

Even though he appeared very calm just now, only he knew how miserable he was the moment she “rejected” him..