C201 The Image of a Man in Love.

He clutched his temples with both hands and twisted his face in pain.

"Are you alright?" I ran over quickly and leaned down to check his forehead. He was not feverish. "Can you get up and go to the hospital?"

He opened his eyes and his eyes were terrifyingly deep. His voice was hoarse. "No need, just give me a massage."

Looking at his pained face