The villa was exquisitely decorated, and its soundproofing was excellent.
Yet they could still hear the screams, which showed just how badly Fu Jingyan was suffering over there.
Song Shi'an nudged Lu Mingyu and said with concern, "Why don't you go check on him?"
"Ignore him. Let's get some rest early." Lu Mingyu held Song Shi'an in his arms. After sleeping alone last night, he especially cherished this moment.
They had barely embraced when another scream came from the other side.
Song Shi'an glanced at him, and Lu Mingyu helplessly got out of bed.
With screams like that, he was afraid Fu Jingyan might die in his house.
"I'll go take a look," Lu Mingyu said.
Song Shi'an asked, "Should I come with you?"
Lu Mingyu shook his head. "No need. He cares too much about his pride. If you see him looking pathetic, he probably won't be able to sleep tonight."
Song Shi'an did not know whether to laugh or cry. "All right, go check on him. If he's... really in too much pain, take him to the hospital."
Lu Mingyu got out of bed, walked to Fu Jingyan's door, and knocked.
"Jingyan," Lu Mingyu called.
A strained voice came from inside. "Wait... wait a moment."
"You're not dead in there, are you?" Lu Mingyu asked.
The room was silent for a long while. Just as Lu Mingyu was about to open the door and go in, Fu Jingyan finally staggered over and opened it, his face pale.
Seeing him drenched in sweat, Lu Mingyu frowned. "What happened? You went and did it to yourself again?"
Fu Jingyan gritted his teeth in anger, closed his eyes, and said, "That damn Doctor Huang put alcohol in the disinfectant he prescribed for me. I nearly passed out."
"After hearing you scream