Wang Chuqin was sick.
Perhaps it was from lying on the floor for a while last night, perhaps from experiencing both extreme despair and great joy in a single day with emotions fluctuating too wildly, or perhaps from drinking three times in one week that finally took a toll on his body.
At noon, Shasha pulled him up to eat takeout in bed, but by the afternoon she found that he was running a fever again. Wang Chuqin felt entirely dizzy and groggy, yet he still grabbed onto her hand.
Sensing it was somewhat serious and that mere pills wouldn't cut it, Shasha decisively took him to the hospital.
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