Chapter 195 Sickness

The next morning, Cheng Anyue felt very uncomfortable.

To be precise, she couldn't sleep since the second half of the night. She was hot all over, and her period had come. She also had a headache and stomachache.

She wanted to get her phone, but she really didn't have the strength.

The room was empty, and she sobbed, feeling like she was crying to the sky and the earth but no one answered.

The door of the master bedroom on the second floor opened, and someone walked out.

He was wearing a shirt and trousers, and his hair was combed meticulously.

One hand was in his trouser pocket, and the other hand was hanging on the side, looking serious and majestic.

When he reached the stairs, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look forward.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly raised his foot and walked forward.

When he reached the door, he knocked on it.

No one answered from the inside, and he frowned. Did he go down?

In fact, Cheng Anyue wanted to shout when she heard someone knocking on the door, but her throat was very dry at this moment, and she sobbed in her mouth. Through the door, people outside couldn't hear it at all.

Soon, the knock on the door sounded again.

Cheng Anyue was very anxious. If she didn't answer, the person outside would definitely leave.

She shouted in a hoarse voice: "I'm inside, come in..."

She found it difficult to hear this voice, let alone the person outside.

Sure enough, no one knocked on the door outside, and even the footsteps were fading away.

Cheng Anyue was really panicked this time. She whimpered and her hands moved around.

Her sight suddenly aimed at the table lamp next to her and reached out.

But she was almost there. She was anxious, holding her breath, and using all her strength.

An Shijue thought Cheng Anyue had gone downstairs and was about to leave, but suddenly heard a "bang" from inside.

He stopped and looked at the door, his eyes slightly dark.

He walked back and knocked on the door, "Anyue, are you in the room?"

As before, no one answered.

An Shijue looked at the stairs and saw the housekeeper coming up.

He said, "Uncle Zhou, open the door."

The housekeeper walked over quickly to open the door.

An Shijue looked at his trembling hands, grabbed the key and opened the door himself.

The door lock turned, the door opened, and An Shijue rushed in. When he walked in, he saw that the little girl was about to fall under the bed, and the table lamp on the floor was smashed to pieces.

If she really fell to the ground, the injury would be serious.

Seeing An Shijue coming in, Cheng Anyue couldn't hold it in anymore, and tears fell straight down.

At this moment, she felt sad and wronged.

An Shijue saw the unusual redness on her face, his heart skipped a beat, and he walked over quickly and hugged her in his arms.

As soon as he touched her, he was shocked by the temperature of her body.

"Why is it so hot?"

Cheng Anyue hugged him and sobbed, "It's so hot, brother... I'm so hot."

"The young lady has a fever, I'll ask the doctor to come right away." After the housekeeper finished speaking, he hurried out.

An Shijue hugged her tightly and touched her forehead with his hand. It was too hot.

No wonder she didn't answer the door just now. It was obvious that she couldn't answer it.

"The doctor will be here soon." He whispered to comfort her.

I don't know what he thought of. His face was a little pale.

In the dark room, the little boy knocked on the door again and again. He cried hoarsely, but no one responded.

No one knew the panic of being isolated and helpless better than him.

He carefully wiped the tears from her eyes. The little girl was as fragile as a delicate flower at this moment. He was afraid that her petals would fall and lose their original color.