CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 33: CAN’T HANDLE YOUR LATE-NIGHT FUSS

EDITOR: ATLAS STUDIOS

Expired?

At this moment, Shi Su seemed to become somewhat clearer.

Back when she had just escaped abroad, she endured over half a year of nightmare-induced insomnia. Since she was pregnant, she couldn’t take any other medication, so the doctor prescribed her this medication that wouldn’t harm the baby but could calm her down after waking from nightmares.

She developed a strong dependency on this drug, taking it frequently. Later, the doctor warned her that even if the medication didn’t affect the pregnancy, persistent use wouldn’t be beneficial for the child.

Therefore, in the two months before the child was born, she tried hard to quit this drug, and it wasn’t until after Shi Mianmian was born that her life seemed to be rekindled, and she never touched the drug again.

The medication was leftover from those years. When she returned to the country, she placed it in a box along with her luggage and didn’t discard it. She didn’t pay attention to the date on the bottle while organizing things and carelessly threw it into the drawer under the coffee table.

She really thought she wouldn’t dream of those things again.

Jing Jihan watched her face turn from pale to even paler, his hand holding her wrist not releasing, his tone severe, "What happened?"

Shi Su hesitated for a moment, suddenly noticing her wrist was still in his hand, she struggled slightly. When he let go, she turned and said, "Nothing, just a nightmare."

Did having nightmares require taking such medication?

Jing Jihan didn’t immediately refute her, merely lowering his gaze to look at her complexion, his deep, cold eyes probing subtly.

Shi Su raised her hand to cover her face for a while, trying to regain her composure. Two minutes later, with steady breathing, she turned to look at him, her gaze no longer dazed, "Has your injury almost healed? You had such strength just now?"

Jing Jihan didn’t answer, but countered, "How long have you been taking this medication?"

Shi Su also didn’t answer, she countered similarly, "Have you remembered who you are yet? Have you remembered where your home is? When do you plan to leave once you’re healed?"

Seeing him just looking at her without any unnecessary expression on his face, but even if he didn’t speak, just standing there, the oppressive aura emanating from him made her unable to resist this cold mountaintop snow-like scrutiny.

Afraid he might misunderstand her as having some illness, although unwilling, she explained, "A few years ago, I often had insomnia due to nightmares, wasn’t in good spirits, but since I was pregnant, I couldn’t use other sleep-inducing drugs, so I took this sedative. After taking it for a long time, perhaps I developed some dependency on it, and later I wanted to take it every time I had nightmares. So don’t misunderstand, I’m not sick."

Not wanting to face his scrutinizing gaze any longer, she didn’t look up at him, thought for a moment, and said, "If your injury has healed, shouldn’t you..."

"Cough." Suddenly, the man in front of her lightly coughed.

She quickly looked up at him, only to see the man who had been frighteningly strong earlier suddenly coughed softly, raising his hand to his chest and saying, "If nothing’s wrong, go back to sleep. I, as an injured person, can’t handle you causing a fuss in the middle of the night, I’m going to rest now, goodnight."

After speaking, he turned around and walked back slowly, still looking heavily injured.

Shi Su: "...?"

"You..." Shi Su glared at his back, "You..."

Jing Jihan seemed not to hear, entering the master bedroom and closing the door directly.

Shi Su: "..."

So tonight, not only was she almost mistaken for being crazy, was she also thoroughly treated like an idiot?