"...Shen Chi?" Lin Xiaoguai's voice trembled, hesitantly reaching out to touch him.
Shen Chi clutched his head tightly, his entire facial expression distorted from pain. Hearing her voice, despite the excruciating agony, he still tried to comfort her, "I'm fine...it's probably just a headache caused by hangover."
Even though Lin Xiaoguai's mind was somewhat dulled, she remembered that she had drunk practically all the alcohol last night, and Shen Chi hardly had any. Moreover, with his strong tolerance for alcohol, how could he be intoxicated by just a bit of red wine?
"Shen Chi, what's wrong with you? Where does your head hurt? Let me rub it for you..." Lin Xiaoguai said urgently.
Shen Chi struggled to endure the churning pain in his head. This headache had been occurring for a while now, just never as intensely; he would just bear it and it would pass. He had intended to go to the hospital for a checkup when he had time, but before he could visit, Wanwan had seen him.
