Chapter 16: Crisis


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    She had a strange problem with low blood sugar; it wasn’t a major disease. When it acted up, all she needed was some sugar or chocte to alleviate it.


    However, if she couldn’t replenish her sugar or chocte in time, the consequences could be extremely severe.


    Cold sweat, convulsions, weak limbs, a strong sense of impending death, and even the risk of dying from suffocation.


    Noticing the onset, she promptly reached for her handbag, and from it, she pulled out the chocte she always carried with her.


    Under Gu Junzhu’s gaze, she peeled off a piece of chocte and put it in her mouth.


    But as soon as she tasted it, she knew something was wrong.


    The chocte didn’t have the usual sweet taste, but a dry, slightly bitter vor instead.


    She spat the chocte out immediately and opened another piece.


    It was the same.


    She tried every piece of chocte in her bag and it was always the same; there wasn’t a single sweet note, not a single trace of sugar!


    Herplexion became paler and paler, her body was soaked with a cold sweat, her heart was pounding, every part of her body was trembling and cold. A sense of impending death swept rapidly across her entire body.


    Gu Junzhu, sensing something was wrong, coldly ordered the driver, “Find the nearest store and buy some chocte or sweets. Fast!”


    The driver acknowledged hismand, stepping hard on the elerator. The car sped, darting like a shooting star through the busyness of the other vehicles, before mming on the brakes to stop at the roadside.


    The bodyguard in the passenger seat bolted out of the door before the car came to a full stop, running toward the nearest store.


    Ye Xingbei was breathing heavily, but still gasping for air.


    She was overwhelmed by difort, clutching at her heart, her body slightly convulsing, her consciousness already blurring.


    The information that Gu Junzhu’s subordinates had gathered about Ye Xingbei had briefly mentioned that she suffered from low blood sugar and needed to eat sugar or chocte when she was affected.


    Gu Junzhu didn’t think much of it.


    Low blood sugar was amon illness, nothing novel, it didn’t affect anything,pared to his own debilitating condition, it was insignificant.


    However, he had not anticipated that Ye Xingbei’s blood sugar attacks could be so perilous.


    Watching Ye Xingbei slumped on the seat, her consciousness fading, gasping desperately for breath, tightly clutching her chest, her face deathly pale, enduring immense suffering, he quicklyid her on the back seat and bent over to perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.


    He was trained in first aid, and was proficient performing the procedure.


    He had severe mysophobia.


    If it were someone else, he wouldn’t stand by and watch them die, but he would definitely not personally get involved and perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.


    Normally, he was always apanied by several bodyguards when he went out; he could call any of them to help perform the resuscitation.


    But with Ye Xingbei, he inexplicably didn’t want anyone else touching her.


    This was his future wife!


    Even if it was in name only, she was his wife. How could he allow anyone else to touch her?


    Moreover, he didn’t seem to mind skin-to-skin contact with Ye Xingbei..