Travel through ancient times to suppress villages

Chapter 224 Ling Xiaodao is sick (4)

She lifted the lid of the food box, took out the porcelain bowl, and while scooping out the steaming porridge from the insulated food tube, she continued to mutter, "Your father, if your mother sees you like this, I don't know how much it hurts; Auntie In your heart, you are outsiders, if your father and mother are here, cooking porridge for you and feeding you, you will eat it obediently, and you won’t say you’re not hungry...!"

Ling Xiaodao knew that Aunt Zhu liked to read aloud, so she interrupted with a smile: "Aunt Zhu, don't read any more, I know it's wrong, I'll eat it, can't I eat it? Aunt Zhu, you love me, I know in my heart, that's why I have already regarded you as my mother, how could I not eat the porridge my mother cooked for me."

Aunt Zhu walked over with a porcelain bowl in her hand, and said with a smile, "You finally know that Auntie loves you and loves you. If you try to be brave again, Auntie will beat you."

Ling Xiaodao smiled and said nothing, then took the porcelain bowl, scooped up the porridge, blew it, put it in her mouth, and forced herself to swallow it; she knew that Aunt Zhu would not let her go if she didn't eat.

Aunt Zhu was very happy to see her having dinner, and just about to say something to praise her, she saw Ling Xiaodao's expression suddenly changed, his brows furrowed, and he spit out "Wow!", and the porcelain bowl in his hand trembled with her His body tilted instantly, and with a "splash!", it splashed all over the ground.

"Girl—!" Aunt Zhu exclaimed, and hurriedly raised her hand to catch the porcelain bowl she was holding unsteadily.

With a sound of "bang dang", the spoon fell to the ground, and Ling Xiaodao slapped his chest, "cough cough cough—!" He coughed violently, and his complexion was also flushed from being out of breath.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhu hurriedly put the porcelain bowl on the small table next to her, patted her on the back, and said in a trembling voice: "Girl, what's wrong with you? How can you cough even after drinking some porridge."

Ling Xiaodao managed to suppress the nausea in his stomach, took a few breaths, and laughed in a low voice: "It's all hard work, I'm really wasting... It's a pity, this white porridge...!" Before she finished speaking, her throat As soon as he choked up, he spat out again with a "Wow!"

She didn't eat anything in the past two days, and this vomiting was just a puddle of sour liquid.

Aunt Zhu's eyes were red, and she hurriedly got up to pour tea, and took a wooden basin for washing her face, and put it on the ground beside the couch.

Bitter pantothenic acid appeared in Ling Xiaodao's mouth, she immediately took the tea and rinsed her mouth, just after taking two sips, the sour gas in her stomach suddenly rushed into her throat, "Wow!", she vomited out again.

But this time, the juice she spit out was faintly mixed with bright red bloodshot; Ling Xiaodao was also surprised to see the bloodshot, stomach bleeding?

She didn't allow her to think too much, her stomach twisted suddenly, "Wow-wah-wah--!" She slapped her chest, feeling as if she had even vomited bile.

Aunt Zhu stared at her vomit in horror, she was a little absent-minded, she couldn't help but wonder if she put the "emetic poison" into the porridge by mistake when she was making the porridge.

(End of this chapter)