My Little Sweet Wife Chapter 223 - Severe Gastric Ulcer

Chapter 223 - Severe Gastric Ulcer

"Yijun!"

"Jiang Yijun, stop right there!"

Jiang Ruolan came back to her senses and chased after him. However, Jiang Yijun had taken a taxi by the side of the road. She gritted her teeth and hurried after him, but before she reached the side of the road, she saw the door of the taxi car slammed shut.

"Jiang Yijun!" Jiang Ruolan rushed to the side of the road and watched as the car sped off and disappeared into the distance like a string of arrows. Her heart trembled.

However, as Jiang Ruolan stepped into the middle of the road, she suddenly heard the sound of piercing ear brakes, and at the same time, her arm was gripped tightly by someone. She was suddenly pulled away from the road and from the car that was about to crash into her.

"Are you crazy?! Can't you see the car? You want to die?!" Xian Zihao's scolding voice was heard from above her head.

Jiang Ruolan raised her eyes and looked at the taxi that was getting farther and farther away. ���I …"

She was so anxious like an ant on a hot pan. "Let me go. I have to go and find Yijun and bring him back."

Xian Zihao held her waist with one hand, and while his other hand pressed down Jiang Ruolan's hand that was struggling against his body. "Jiang Ruolan, calm down first!"

"I can't calm down! Yijun is my little brother! He is the closest person to me in my life. I can't let him just leave like this! I need to make things clear to him!" Her eyes reddened as she struggled. "Let me go, Xian Zihao! Let go!"

"How can I let go of you when you are in such an emotional state?" Xian Zihao suddenly muttered a curse while holding Jiang Ruolan's body and patted her shoulder, "No matter what happens, I will be here. If you continue to act like this, you will only endanger yourself! You don't even see the car on the road! How can I let you go after him?"

Jiang Ruolan paused for a moment. She finally regained some of her rationality and calmed down. However, her eyes stared blankly at the direction the taxi had disappeared and remained silent.

Seeing that she had calmed down, Xian Zihao let her go with a frown. His black eyes stared at her somewhat serious face for a long time before sighing and saying softly, "Are you really sure that you are related to Jiang Yijun?"

Jiang Ruolan immediately looked up at him. Xian Zihao's handsome face was somewhat blurred under the yellow light of the streetlamp. His faint voice didn't sound like he was forcing her to explain, but rather, he was reminding her that there were some things that she wasn't the only one who knew.

When did Jiang Yijun know about it?

Just when Jiang Ruolan was lost in her mind and recalling Jiang Yijun's att.i.tude, she suddenly heard a suppressed low gasp from beside her. She turned around and saw Xian Zihao's pale face.

"Zihao, what's wrong?" she asked.

Xian Zihao merely casually shook his head, and calmly replied, "I'm fine." He turned around and was about to go inside when he suddenly paused.

Xian Zihao slowly pressed his hand against his stomach. His footsteps gradually became slower.

When Xian Zihao had come back today, Jiang Ruolan had felt that his mental state was not particularly good, as if he was exhausted. Only now did she notice his abnormality and quickly reached out to support him. "Zihao?!"

Jiang Ruolan quickly walked in front of him and discovered that his face was a little pale. A layer of thin sweat seemed to be seeping out of his forehead, but he was still suppressing something with all his might.

Xian Zihao looked at Jiang Ruolan with a comforting gaze and gently shook his head. "I'm fine. Let's go inside."

"How can you possibly be fine? Your face is so pale!" As Jiang Ruolan caressed his stomach with her hand, she hurriedly said, "You can't eat spicy food! Yijun likes spicy food, that's why I decided to cook so many of his favorite foods. I forgot you can not eat spicy food. Let's go to the hospital."

Jiang Ruolan quickly helped him to the parking lot.

"No need, Ruolan. I'm fine …We have painkillers at home. I will be fine after taking painkillers. "

"You're already in so much pain, why do you still want to take painkillers!" she said immediately.

Xian Zihao smiled wryly, "Making a big deal out of nothing."

Xian Zihao was in so much pain and couldn't speak, but he still forced himself to open his mouth, yet at the same time, he still held his stomach tightly.

She's making a big fuss over nothing?

Jiang Ruolan had never seen him like this. She was frightened right now. If she drove the car, she's afraid his pain will worsen.

Jiang Ruolan immediately took out her cell phone from her pocket and dialed 120.

From what she knew, while in the United States, Xian Zihao will always vomit blood due to abdominal pain and will not regain consciousness. To prevent such a thing from happening again, she needed to take him to the hospital immediately.

When the ambulance arrived, Xian Zihao seemed somewhat helpless. He did not know whether to laugh or cry. Jiang Ruolan was really worried about him.

In the end, he was helped into the ambulance by a few nurses and doctors in a fl.u.s.tered manner.

Xian Zihao was in so much pain that his tall body curled up slightly on the stretcher.

When they arrived at the hospital, Jiang Ruolan was ordered to wait outside the emergency room. She bit her fingernails nervously.

Recently there was a lot of social engagement that Xian Zihao had to attend, and every day he would be very busy and would only go home at 7 o'clock.

Since Jiang Yijun came to visit her today, Xian Zihao took advantage of the situation and accompanied her to prepare a sumptuous dinner.

Jiang Ruolan did not think that this slightly spicy food could stimulate his stomach disease until it caused a relapse.

Jiang Ruolan waited outside the emergency room for a long time until the door finally opened, and the two nurses came out. In the medical cart, there were two pieces of white cloth covered in blood.

"Mr. Xian's gastric ulcer recurs. Spicy foods will cause his gastric acid secretion to increase. In addition, his gastric ulcer is quite severe. He is vomiting almost 300 milliliters of blood just now."

"Severe gastric ulcer?" Jiang Ruolan's face turned pale.

Xian Zihao really can't eat any food because of his stomach problems. How could she forget about that?!

Jiang Ruolan looked anxiously at the emergency room. Xian Zihao's pale face appeared in her mind, making her feel guilty.

After about half an hour, the doctors finally came out. Jiang Ruolan walked up to them hurriedly and asked, "Doctor, how is he? Is it serious?"

The doctor answered carefully, "He is much better now, but it's best to let him rest in the hospital tonight. Since you're Mr. Xian's wife, please follow us to complete a few procedures."

Jiang Ruolan nodded and followed the doctor upstairs.

Under the careful guidance of several doctors and nurses, she took the elevator back to the emergency room. According to the doctor, Xian Zihao needed to stay in the hospital and stay in the emergency room to receive an IV drip.

When Jiang Ruolan returned to the emergency room, the emergency room's doctors and nurses had already emptied the area and temporarily went to the other two emergency rooms for emergency services. No one dared to disturb this room.