The scumbag of fast wear Cong Liangji

Chapter 312 The Career of an Internet Addicted Girl (21)

No need to guess, I know that Xia Houqing is back.

"Junyan, give me a hand."

Jun Yan walked over, looked at the big and small bags of ingredients, and said with a smile: "Are you planning to cook for me?"

"Well, I want to feed you." Feed myself by the way.

Jun Yan: "Just right, I haven't eaten breakfast or lunch. After seeing the ingredients, I'm hungry. Help me make it."

Xia Houqing was taken aback for a moment, then her face became very gloomy.

I picked a few appetizers from the ingredients and entered the kitchen.

Jun Yan was not busy playing games, but was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

I haven't eaten all day, I'm a little hungry and a little tired.

I searched among the things Xia Houqing brought over, but the tomato was still edible.

Went to the bathroom and washed the tomato.Sitting on the couch and chewing.

After gnawing on a tomato, my stomach was overwhelmed, and the pain was severe.

Jun Yan endured the pain and lay down on the sofa to digest.

"0058, come and save me. I want an antidote. I'm poisoned."

0058: [I can't eat tomatoes on an empty stomach. 】

Jun Yan: [But I'm hungry. 】

0058: [Wait a minute, I'll prepare some medicine for you. 】

Before preparing the medicine, Xia Houqing saw Jun Yan lying on the sofa with a pale face.

He was so scared that he threw away the cabbage, and walked over in three steps.

"what happened?"

Jun Yan was so painful that she couldn't speak, she pointed to the tomato in the trash can.

Following her gaze, Xia Houqing understood.It turned out that eating tomatoes on an empty stomach caused trouble.

I couldn't laugh or cry immediately. "Wait, I'll find medicine for you."

Jun Yan gritted her teeth and said, "Don't look for it, there is none at home."

Xia Houqing held Junyan's waist and rubbed her stomach. "Hold on, I'll call."

Jun Yan just wanted to say no, so he dialed the number of their private doctor and called.

In less than 10 minutes, the private doctor arrived in the bodyguard's car.

After testing, acute gastroenteritis should be sent to the hospital for treatment.

Xia Houqing pursed her lips and said, "Do you want to have a knife?"

As soon as Jun Yan heard about the operation, her health became even worse. "No, I'll just lie down at home."

Xia Houqing was waiting for the doctor's reply.

The doctor said: "It is recommended to be admitted to the hospital for observation and treatment."

"Okay, go to the hospital."

Jun Yan grabbed Xia Houqing's arm tightly, breaking out in cold sweat from the pain. "I dont go."

Xia Houqing didn't speak, but picked him up by the waist, asked the bodyguards to close the door, went downstairs, and stuffed him into the car.

Jun Yan in her prime can't deal with Xia Houqing, let alone in a weak state.

He was escorted by bodyguards all the way to the city's key hospital.

Green light all the way, registration, inspection.

When it was checked out, there was nothing wrong with it, just a little gastroenteritis.

After taking the medicine and hanging two bottles of salt water, it will be fine.

Jun Yan lay in the ward, accusing: "I said I'm not sick, but I still have to come to the hospital to waste money."

"I'm thinking about my future wife. I can do whatever I want. Do you have any opinions?"

He originally wanted to show off his culinary skills and make Junyan fall in love with him.

But he didn't expect this person to cause trouble for himself, which made him a false alarm.

I had no choice but to go to the restaurant and order fish soup, and serve Jun Yan to drink it first.

Jun Yan took the fish soup unceremoniously and drank it down.

With something in my stomach, I feel much more comfortable.

Xia Houqing took out an apple from the fruit basket, washed it, picked up a fruit knife, and peeled it.

Jun Yan said: "You don't need to bother so much, I will go back after hanging the salt water."

"No, I have to stay in the hospital for observation for one night."

Jun Yan stared blankly. "You're messing with my money-making plan."

"Make money?" He put down the apple and said coldly, "Is money more important than life?"

(End of this chapter)