You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

After putting away the documents, Jiang Che pulled out a chair for Su Qinghe.

Meanwhile, Su Qinghe's face grew paler and paler. She had been able to hold on while talking to Ye Yunjin, but now that things were settled, she felt completely drained.

Jiang Che sensed something was wrong. "Are you alright? Can you still walk?"

Su Qinghe nodded, trying to stand up on her own, but as soon as her legs left the edge of the chair, her feet felt unsteady.

Jiang Che quickly grabbed her arm and said, "Slow down."

"I'm fine."

She shook her head and said.

Jiang Che was worried, so he held her hand the whole time and carefully walked towards the elevator.

When Su Qinghe reached the elevator, her face was even paler, and a fine layer of cold sweat had appeared on her forehead.

After Jiang Che pressed the elevator button, he took out a tissue from Su Qinghe's bag and wiped her sweat.

"Why don't you go sit in the lounge for a while? You don't look well right now."

"No need, A-Che, I don't want to stay here, I want to go back to the hotel."

Jiang Che didn't try to persuade her anymore. He just pulled her closer to him and let her rest against him.

The elevator doors opened, and Su Qinghe had barely stepped inside when her fingers softly slid down Jiang Che's palm.

Jiang Che sensed something was wrong and looked down to see her fall forward.

"Qinghe!" He pulled her into his arms and called out to her in a panic.

Su Qinghe's face was pressed against his chest, her breathing shallow, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but she did not respond.

The two Ye's employees who were about to go downstairs in the elevator were stunned. One of them dropped the folder in his hand and scattered the papers all over the floor.

"What's wrong, Miss Su?"

"Call a doctor! Call a doctor right now!"

Another person hurriedly ran back to the meeting room to find someone to help.

Upon hearing the news, the company secretary immediately chased after him, "Young Master Jiang! There's a spare car downstairs. I'll arrange for a driver to take you to the hospital."

Where is the nearest hospital?

"Saint-Deok Hospital is about a ten-minute walk from here."

"Okay, could you please have the car drive to the main gate? I'll take her down now."

After saying that, Jiang Che carried Su Qinghe into the elevator, which then sped down.

His usual composure was nowhere to be seen at this moment.

Seeing Su Qinghe nestled softly against his chest, Jiang Che felt a growing sense of unease.

With a "ding," the elevator arrived at the first floor.

The moment the elevator doors opened, Jiang Che carried Su Qinghe and rushed out, arriving at the main entrance in just a few moments.

The car arranged by the secretary arrived at the door just then. Jiang Che carried Su Qinghe into the car and closed the door.

The driver didn't dare to delay for a moment and immediately stepped on the gas and drove out of the Ye's Building.

Su Qinghe leaned against Jiang Che's chest, her face pale, but her fingers kept gripping the hem of his shirt.

Jiang Che took out his phone and dialed Bai Yuning's number first.

After the call connected, Bai Yuning could still hear the sound of flipping through medical records on the other end: "Why are you calling your sister at this time? Has everything been taken care of?"

"Sister, Qinghe suddenly fainted. We're going to Shengde Hospital now."

Bai Yuning's tone immediately turned serious: "She fainted? Is Qinghe still conscious?"

"no."

"Don't worry, I have connections at St. Teh Hospital. I'll contact my friend in the emergency department right away. When you get there, just go straight in, and I'll have them give you priority access."

Jiang Che looked down at the person in his arms and nodded tremblingly: "Okay."

Bai Yuning hung up the phone and went to arrange these things.

As soon as the car stopped at the hospital's emergency entrance, medical staff were already waiting at the door with a transport bed.

Then, medical staff came forward, took Su Qinghe from Jiang Che's arms, placed her on the bed, and rushed into the hospital.

Jiang Che followed the doctor into the examination area.

"Has the patient recently been injured, taken any medications, experienced insomnia, or suffered from emotional stress?"

The doctor asked questions while examining the patient.

"No, I haven't been sleeping well these past few days. My emotions were very volatile this morning. I just finished a meeting."

Do you have a history of heart disease?

"no."

"Low blood sugar?"

"It has happened before."

The doctor nodded, arranged for the nurse to draw blood, and then had someone push the baby in for an electrocardiogram and basic tests.

Jiang Che stood there, watching the hospital bed being pushed around the corner, still holding the crumpled hem of Su Qinghe's clothes in his hand.

A while later, Bai Yuning called him to inquire about Su Qinghe's situation.

"Have the test results come back yet?"

"Still in progress."

Do your aunt and uncle know what's going on?

"Let's wait for the results before making any decisions, so they don't have to worry."

Bai Yuning sighed softly. She had spent a long time in the hospital and had seen too many family members sitting in the corridor waiting for the results.

Some people cried, some argued, and some, like Jiang Che, were excessively quiet.

The quieter it is, the more it indicates that something is weighing on your mind.

More than twenty minutes later, the emergency room doctor came out of the examination room.

Jiang Che immediately stood up and went to greet her, anxiously asking, "Doctor, how is she?"

"The examination did not reveal any organic problems, but my blood sugar was low and I felt a bit weak. The main issues were long-term sleep deprivation and excessive mental stress."

The doctor flipped through the report, his tone slowing slightly: "Has she experienced any lasting psychological trauma before?"

Jiang Che was silent for a moment: "Yes."

"That makes sense. People who are under high pressure can easily break down after the event is over."

The doctor handed him the report: "Let her stay in the hospital for observation for one night, give her IV fluids, and let her eat some light food. She needs to maintain a regular schedule and avoid letting her be trapped in high-intensity emotions for too long."

"Is psychological intervention necessary?"

"We can consider it, but don't push her too hard. Let her recover physically first, and psychological therapy requires building trust."

Jiang Che asked again, "When will she wake up?"

"You'll feel better after the medicine is applied, but it depends on how well you recover."

After the doctor finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"Family members shouldn't surround her with too many questions; give her a quiet environment."

Jiang Che nodded.

The ward was located on the sixteenth floor of the inpatient department. From the window, one could see the sea of ​​the port city at dusk, with the lights of the buildings in the distance and a layer of gray-blue on the horizon.

Su Qinghe lay on the hospital bed, an IV needle inserted into the back of her hand, the medicine dripping slowly from the tube.

Bai Yuning made another video call to Jiang Che. Seeing his pale face, she asked, "You haven't eaten anything all day, have you?"

Jiang Che shook his head. "I have no appetite."

"You have to eat even if you don't have an appetite."

Bai Yuning's tone left no room for negotiation: "After Qinghe woke up, she saw that your complexion was even worse than hers, and she started to overthink things again."

Jiang Che felt that his older sister was right; he couldn't let Su Qinghe see him like that when she woke up.

He put away his phone and prepared to go downstairs to buy some porridge.

Just as I reached the door, a soft call came from behind me.

"A-Che..."