Su Yan woke up because of the pain.
She hadn't been asleep for long when she started feeling sharp stabbing pain in her lower abdomen.
Upon waking, Gu Chaohan's hand was still pressed against her abdomen, and that intense pain was radiating from beneath his palm.
Usually, when he was rough, she would feel discomfort for days, but it was never as severe as it was today.
At first, she tried to endure it, but it was impossible to bear. Finally, when she couldn't stand it any longer, she reluctantly reached out to push him.
Fortunately, Gu Chaohan wasn't in a deep sleep and quickly woke up.
His sleep was shallower, and with lingering grogginess, his expression was somewhat drowsy when he opened his eyes.
Seeing her face pale as paper and beads of cold sweat on her forehead, he was also startled, "What's going on?"
"I don't know..." Su Yan shook her head painfully, her breath weak, her voice almost indistinct, occasionally letting out a couple of moans.
