Ten minutes ago, Cheng Weiyue was rushed in by the doctor for gastric lavage.
Fortunately, the dosage wasn't too high, so there would be no lingering effects.
Li Die blamed herself to the point of incessant crying, while Lin Chengjie and Xu Yang stood opposite, one expressionless, and the other filled with unease and guilt for the mistake he'd made.
"What if something happens to Weiyue?" Li Die sobbed without stop, "I... I'm so scared."
"Baby, this is my fault, don't be afraid, your friend will definitely be alright," Xu Yang, seeing Li Die cry, was heartbroken and hurried to comfort her.
"What responsibility can you take! Weiyue is still in the operation room! It's all your fault, why did you mess with the drinks?" Upon hearing his voice, Li Die couldn't help adding fuel to the fire, absolutely furious.
"I intended to get it for you to drink..."
Before Xu Yang could finish speaking, the cell phone belonging to Cheng Weiyue in Li Die's hand suddenly vibrated.