The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1158 - 1181: Do Not Resist

Chapter 1158: Chapter 1181: Do Not Resist

After lunch, she continued her embroidery.

Around three o’clock, she started having diarrhea and it lasted for an hour, almost causing her to faint.

Unfortunately, their family doctor was not available today, so Jun Mochan could only take her to the hospital.

Upon examination, it was gastroenteritis, but since she was pregnant, medication was not advisable, and she had to endure it herself.

Whenever she wasn’t running to the bathroom, Ye Ranran could only lie in bed, unable to move.

"You shouldn’t eat recklessly," Jun Mochan admonished as he tucked her loose hair behind her ears.

Ye Ranran didn’t even have the energy to roll her eyes, but she still retorted, "How do you know it was the glutinous rice balls?"

It could have been lunch since she got sick in the afternoon.

"We all ate the same thing and none of us are sick," so it couldn’t have been lunch.

Ye Ranran, frustrated, said, "I’m hungry."

"I’ll go buy you something to eat. Wait here for me, and after you eat, we’ll go home," Jun Mochan said, kissing the back of her hand.

Ye Ranran hummed, not ready to let go of what had happened just because of his gesture—that was impossible.

While she was waiting for Jun Mochan in boredom, the door was pushed open.

A pair of slim, fair legs appeared in Ye Ranran’s view, and as she looked up, she saw a stunning face.

However, if that face hadn’t belonged to Song Yue, Ye Ranran would have been much happier.

"Why? You don’t look happy to see me?" Song Yue said, with her hands in her pockets and looking down at Ye Ranran.

Ye Ranran really wanted to stand up and confront her eye to eye, but she was too weak to do so.

"Seeing you in this state makes me very happy," Song Yue remarked as she pulled a syringe from her pocket.

Ye Ranran’s pupils dilated, "What, what are you trying to do?"

"I’m not planning to do anything harmful. Just helping you gain some strength," Song Yue slightly bent over. "You feel very weak and uncomfortable, don’t you? Don’t worry, I’ll help you relieve it soon, but I’m not sure how this injection will affect your baby."

"Using drugs during pregnancy can cause birth defects, I’ve heard. Not sure if it’s true. And with your frail body, I wonder if you can withstand a miscarriage?" Song Yue’s lips curled into a sinister smile.

Ye Ranran’s eyes widened, her gaze chillingly fierce: "If you ruin me, do you think you can escape unscathed?"

If she didn’t die, she would be sure to drag Song Yue down to hell with her.

"Escape unscathed? I never thought of that. But you think about what to do now. Jun Mochan won’t be back so soon, and during this time, you’re at my mercy," Song Yue approached her.

Ye Ranran remained motionless, her eyes nearly bulging out. When Song Yue grabbed her arm, she swung her hand around, flinging the syringe away.

Her palm then targeted Song Yue’s face and she struck her fiercely.

"Smack."

Song Yue’s face now bore five distinct finger marks.

Not agitated, Song Yue pulled another syringe from her pocket: "I brought many with me. You keep hitting, but for each hit, I’ll give you an injection. If you hit twice, you get two injections."

She seized Ye Ranran’s wrist more cleverly this time, her grip as tight as a vice, leaving Ye Ranran unable to pull free however hard she tried.

"I advise you not to waste your strength. Behave, and you’ll suffer less. Otherwise, I’ll inject randomly, and the pain will still be yours," Song Yue gritted her teeth.