Wife Can't Escape

Chapter 52

Song Luan frowned, but her stomach was still very uncomfortable. She shook her head, "Not yet better."

These days, Zhao Nanyu's gentleness made her temper grow stronger and bigger. She pushed him away, "I don't want to drink water. Just let me vomit."

Zhao Nanyu didn't mind being pushed by her. He picked up Song Luan who was half squatting on the ground. He said to the servant girl outside the room in a cold voice, "Ask the doctor to come and have a look."

"Yes."

Before the doctor came, Song Luan vomited all the things she had just eaten in her stomach. Zhao Nanyu took a generous breath for her and poured her a cup of water. "Gargle."

After Song Luan vomited, the feeling of nausea in her chest disappeared by half. She poured half a cup of water to clean up the taste in her mouth. After slowing down, her face became ruddy.

At this time, the doctor had already arrived. Song Luan refused to let him feel the pulse. Maybe she had taken too much medicine, so she was afraid of the doctors, but even more afraid of their dark and bitter medicine.

She licked her face and acted coquettish with Zhao Nanyu, "I just ate and it only hurt my stomach. I'm not going to make a fuss and check my pulse!"

Zhao Nanyu held down her hand, which was frantically moving. "Take a look. It won't be too bad."

Song Luan was used to making trouble for no reason these two days. "Just don't let the doctor look at me. Don't bully me."

He said directly to the doctor, "Doctor Du, please."

She turned her face and didn't want to see him. She was so angry that she handed her wrist to Dr. Du.

After checking the pulse, Dr. Du said slowly, "It's just a bad stomachache. Madam should eat less heavy food next time."

She murmured in a low voice, "I didn't eat much tonight "

She only had few meats on her plate, and couldn't even finish all of them.

Zhao Nanyu thanked Dr. Du and sent the man out in person. Song Luan sat by the bed with her back to his body. She was still angry at his self assertion and didn't intend to talk to him.

She felt complicated. On one hand, she felt that Zhao Nanyu also cared about her, but on the other hand, she felt that this man dominated her too much. He had to intervene in every detail.

Zhao Nanyu knew that she did not eat too much food when they were in the main courtyard, so he ordered the kitchen to make a bowl of chicken soup noodles. The aroma was overflowing, so when Song Luan smelled the smell, her stomach grumbled. She wanted to eat the noodles.

Although Song Luan was hungry, but because of her self-esteem, she restrained herself very well.

Zhao Nanyu ate the noodles slowly. Song Luan was angry at the sound of his eating noodles.

She would look pitiful if she cried now.

Song Luan scolded Zhao Nanyu in her heart. She poked her little finger at the quilt under her body to play.

Suddenly, a large shadow covered her eyes. The man sighed and pushed the bowl full of noodles to her. He laughed, "Wipe your mouth."

"Don't give it to me. Let me starve to death."

Listening to her childish words, Zhao Nanyu laughed more deeply, "I can't finish it."

Song Luan turned sideways, "You deliberately ate the noodles alone in front of me. Didn't you want me to vent my anger?"