I'm married to a bigoted man

Chapter 157 Liquor License Painkillers
Huo Sicheng: "Yes."

Baijiu patted his face to wake himself up, frowned and said, "You have a bad stomach, why do you still eat barbecue?"

Hearing this, Zhao Manwei's face changed slightly, and he smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know Brother Cheng had a bad stomach."

Baijiu is unknown, so what does this have to do with Zhao Manwei, she looked at her probingly: "You caught him?"

Zhao Man bit her lower lip slightly, as if she was also ashamed: "I don't know..."

The woman looks like she is some kind of wicked mother-in-law who has wronged others.

Baijiu stopped haggling with her, stood up and asked Uncle Zuo, "Uncle Zuo, where is the kitchen?"

Uncle Zuo put down the grilled fish he was busy with: "I..."

Huo Sicheng also stood up: "I'll take you there."

"it is good."

The two left hand in hand, Shen Sheng sighed: "I suspect that my sister-in-law is going to give brother Cheng a little trouble."

Sheng Ze shook the red wine in the wine glass, and said casually: "Sicheng is not the kind of person who will reveal his vulnerable side, especially in front of his wife, how does Baijiu know that Sicheng has a bad stomach?"

"It should be Zuo You who told her." Zhao Man smiled wryly.

Shen Sheng and Sheng Ze looked at each other, and they changed the subject tacitly.

They all know that Zhao Manwei is interested in Huo Sicheng, but the water is merciless, now that Huo Sicheng is married again, Zhao Manwei should let it go.

kitchen.

The ingredients are prepared and cleaned by the servants in the kitchen, and the white wine only needs to be cooked and cooked.

"Before I came, I asked Zuo You to call Uncle Zuo, and asked Uncle Zuo to prepare some of your favorite dishes."

While chopping vegetables, Baijiu said to the man standing leaning against the door frame: "You have a bad stomach, you can't eat barbecue food, but you can't let you watch us eat, right? So I plan to make it for you when I come here." ,who knows……"

She turned to look at the man: "Is your stomach okay?"

Huo Sicheng listened to the girl's thoughts, without a hint of impatience on his face: "Yes."

"That's good."

Baijiu concentrates on adding water and cooking porridge first.

Huo Sicheng didn't leave either, he just stood aside and looked at the girl.

After an unknown amount of time, the man's face gradually turned from expressionless to pale, and a thin layer of cold sweat oozed out from the corner of his forehead, obviously suffering from great pain.

Baijiu, who had his back turned to the man, didn't notice anything unusual about the man, until Uncle Zuo came in and saw that something was wrong with Huo Sicheng's expression.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Bai Jiu heard the sound and turned around. Seeing that the man seemed to be in a bad state, she quickly put down the spoon in her hand and walked over in two or three steps: "What's going on?"

Huo Sicheng leaned against the door panel, his long legs were slightly bent, his handsome face was extremely pale, but he still said: "It's okay."

"You don't look like you're okay?" Baijiu came to help him, guessing, "You don't have a stomachache, do you?"

Uncle Zuo hurriedly said, "I'll call the doctor."

"I'll help you back to your room." Baijiu held the man's arm with one hand, and wrapped his arms around the man's waist.

Huo Sicheng was admitted to the hospital for the first time due to acute gastroenteritis, and no one helped him.

But now he obediently leaned on the girl and let the girl lead him upstairs.

The man's gaze fell on her face for a moment, Baijiu tried his best to ignore the other's gaze, and muttered in a low voice: "Don't look at me, just stare at me, it won't help you relieve the pain."

"Yes." The man's very soft voice rang in her ear.

Baijiu gave up: "...then you can continue watching."

Baijiu, who had been to the man's room once, violently kicked open the door and let the man lie down on the bed.

"Does it still hurt?" Seeing that the man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, she wiped it off with the back of her hand.

Huo Sicheng: "Yes."

　#城哥头病症症 This...the degree of difficulty is really too high, why don’t you let Cheng Ge faint from the pain? (Am I still my mother?)#
　　
　
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