The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye) novel Chapter 105

"Miss Shen!"

Thomas' face suddenly turned pale.

Nathaniel was already like this. If something bad happened to Mango, how could he explain it to Nathaniel?

Thomas was so scared that he hurried to find a doctor, but Terrance stopped him.

"There's no need to find a doctor. She passed out from being too emotional. Hold her up and I'll help you to pinch her philtrum. She'll be fine right away."

Terrance's words made Thomas somewhat suspicious, but when he saw Terrance's serious expression at this time, he still obediently helped to hold up Mango.

It required skills to pinch philtrum. If you pinched it too lightly, it would be useless. If you pinched it too hard, it would make people uncomfortable.

Terrance used to do this kind of thing when he was in the army. At this time, when he faced Mango, he suddenly felt a bit tied up.

Terrance smelled the faint fragrance of a woman.

He was a man who rarely got close to women. It was not because he had any special preferences, but because he just didn't want to abuse any relationship, so he had always been single. Now that he suddenly smelled the fragrance of Mango, he actually felt butterflies in his stomach. When he was aware of what he was thinking, Terrance quickly stopped his thoughts and pinched the philtrum on Mango's face.

The intense pain made Mango scream, and her immediately came to instantly.

Because of Terrance's angle, he was facing right at Mango. As soon as Mango opened her eyes, she saw Terrance's magnified face so close to her. She subconsciously raised her arm.

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, Terrance's face was hit hard again by Mango.

Thomas couldn't even bear to look straight at her.

As the heir of the Hans family, he had been beaten twice by a woman in one day. If this got out, Terrance's self-esteem would be completely ruined.

Terrance didn't expect that he would be greeted with burning slap.

He was stunned for a moment, and then his face darkened.

But he didn't say anything. This slap was the one he owed to Mango.

Mango didn't realize that she seemed to have misunderstood him until she finished hitting him.

"What happened to me?"

Mango hurriedly asked Thomas, who was next to her.

Thomas told her how Terrance had pinched her philtrum and how she got well.

Mango stood up coldly and thanked him coldly. Then, she ignored Terrance. Terrance couldn't tell exactly how he felt. He was a little angry, but there also seemed to be a trace of disappointment. As for the reason, he didn't want to think about it for the time being.

As the lights in the emergency room went out, Nathaniel was pushed out again.

The doctor was a little tired and said in a low voice, "Mr. Ye's fever has subsided, but we still have to observe him. If he can wake up tomorrow morning, he will be fine."

At the end of the day, it was still unknown.

Mango told herself that she could not collapse. What if she collapsed? What would happen to Nathaniel?

They entered the ICU again.

This time, Nathaniel didn't talk any nonsense, nor did he have a fever. He slept soundly, but Mango didn't dare to blink.

She was afraid that once she took a nap, she would not know what would happen to Nathaniel.

Around four o'clock in the morning, Nathaniel woke up.

He opened his eyes and looked blankly at the white ceiling. For a moment, he couldn't tell where it was.

He jerked his fingers and heard a familiar voice with a hint of fragrance that entered his nose.

"Are you awake?"

Mango's face appeared in front of Nathaniel. Her eyes were bloodshot, but a trace of joy flashed across her face at that moment. Nathaniel thought that he was hallucinating.

How could Mango be here?

How could she care so much about him?

He must be dreaming!

Or was he dead?

Otherwise, how could he begin to hallucinate?

Nathaniel was just about to reach out and touch Mango when she said, "Don't move. I'll call the doctor."

After saying that, Mango ran out in a hurry.

Nathaniel wanted to speak but his throat felt extremely dry and thirsty.

He moved gently, and the intense pain made him instantly come back to his consciousness.

"He's still alive?"

While Nathaniel was in a daze and confused, the doctor had already come back with Mango.

"Doctor, he's awake. Didn't you say that I will be fine when he wakes up? Have a look at him. Is there any problem?"

There was a hint of excitement and joy in Mango's voice.

Nathaniel had not seen Mango like this for a long time. Although she looked different, her expression and eyes made him feel as if he had returned to five years ago.

He couldn't help but shout, "Mango..."

His voice was hoarse, like a broken chair. He didn't expect that Mango would hear him, but to his surprise, Mango suddenly turned around and quickly came to him. She went down and asked softly, "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

"No."

In fact, Nathaniel felt uncomfortable all over.

His throat was burning with pain, and his chest was even more painful, which he couldn't stand. However, these pain was nothing compared to Mango.

He held Mango's hand tightly. Although he didn't have much strength, he held it tightly, as if this was the only way to prevent everything in front of him from disappearing.

The doctor was more or less surprised to see Nathaniel like this.

How could this be the indifferent and heartless Nathaniel like the rumors said from the outside world!

However, the doctor did not say anything else. Instead, he began to examine Nathaniel's entire body.

Mango wanted to pour him a glass of water, but Nathaniel refused to let go of her. His good looking narrow eyes looked at Mango affectionately at this time, which made Mango's heart beat wildly like butterflies.