Chapter 835: It’s just too messy

Chapter 835 is simply too messy

Did he install surveillance around her? No matter what, he couldn't hide anything from him.

Gu Qingning stretched out her long legs, leaned against the back of the chair as if she had no bones, raised her head and closed her eyes, "No."

She tried her best to make her voice sound normal, but Fu Juncheng was not so easy to fool.

He asked, "Insomnia and headache?"

There was a tumbling feeling in her stomach, Gu Qingning's face was slightly pale, and she clenched her fist with one hand.

Her tone was pretending to be casual, "...No, it's just that I ate too much breakfast and I'm struggling."

Fu Juncheng frowned, did not expose her words, and changed the subject, "At school?"

"No, I'm here with my second brother at the medical school." Hearing his voice, the irritability in Gu Qingning's heart gradually disappeared.

"Yaoer."

Gu Che's voice came out, in a flustered tone.

"Come here, Dad is in trouble."

Gu Qingning's face changed slightly, before she could hang up the phone, she got up and ran in.

In the room, the sharp and piercing sound of the instrument made people feel inexplicably nervous.

Gu Che stood on the edge of the bed, looking at the ups and downs on the instrument, looking a little flustered.

"What's going on?" Gu Qingning walked over quickly, picked up the stethoscope and put it on.

Gu Che said, "I don't know either. Dad has been like this since I came in."

Gu Qingning opened the drawer of the bedside table next to him, and took out the syringe and medicine from it.

Gu Che glanced at her, and then at the person on the bed, his eyes were full of worry.

After one injection, Gu Jiang's condition gradually improved, and the value on the instrument returned to stability.

Gu Che breathed a sigh of relief, raised his eyes to see Gu Qingning's pale face, frowned and asked, "Yaoer, are you feeling unwell?"

Gu Qingning put away the syringe, the discomfort in his stomach became more and more intense, and cold sweat began to break out on his back and palms.

"It's okay, you look at Dad, I'm going out for a drink."

After saying that, she turned around and walked out, her seemingly steady steps were a little weak.

There is no one in the living room, and no one on the balcony.

Gu Che saw the ice cream box in the trash can sharply, and suddenly thought of something, he quickly flipped through the bag of snacks he brought.

The other treats are untouched, but the ice cream is gone.

He bought four boxes, Yao'er probably ate them all, right?

A look of surprise flashed in Gu Che's eyes, and he patted his forehead in frustration.

Oops.

Hearing noises coming from the bathroom, he ran over quickly.

The door was closed, but not closed.

Gu Che knocked on the door, stood at the door and asked, "Yaoer, how are you, are you okay?"

Inside, after Gu Qingning vomited, her stomach still felt the same. She walked to the sink and turned on the faucet.

She stretched out her hand to splash cold water on her face, and when she heard Gu Che's voice, she responded hoarsely, "...it's okay."

Gu Che was slightly relieved when he heard her voice.

But he still didn't walk away, standing at the door waiting for Gu Qingning to come out.

After washing her face, Gu Qingning became more awake, and suddenly thought of something, she took out the phone from her pocket, and quickly pressed her fingers on the screen.

When she saw that the phone had been hung up, she frowned, and her light-colored eyes were full of confusion.

Did she hang up the phone just now?

There should be.

Seeing that she was still not coming out, Gu Che knocked on the door again, "Yaoer?"

Gu Qingning came back to his senses, and took out two tissues to wipe the moisture on his face indiscriminately.

She opened the door and walked out. Gu Che looked at her worriedly, "Do you want to take some pills?"

In less than an hour, she ate four boxes of ice cream by herself, so it's no wonder her stomach doesn't feel bad.

It's just too messy.

Gu Qingning crumpled up the tissue and threw it into the trash can. He vomited too hard, his eyes were reddened, and his voice became hoarse. "I'll squint for a while. I'll just find some medicine later."

(end of this chapter)

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