Li Juefeng looked at her in shock, and immediately hugged her fallen body, holding her tight waist...Has she...lost weight again? How could she be so light?
It must be the rice cake, something happened when eating spicy rice cake!
Damn it!
"What's wrong with Xiao Ai?!" Uncle Ye Yongcheng chased after them anxiously, but was stopped by the bodyguard.
"Wu Jiang! Call Dr. Joel!"
Li Juefeng shouted loudly, picked up Gu Xiaoai and left.
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In the car, Li Juefeng laid Gu Xiaoai flat on his knees, caressing her face over and over again with his big hands, moving them towards her chest to make her less likely to vomit.
The vibration of the sports car driving on the road made Gu Xiaoai frown unconsciously in a coma and kept shouting, "I feel so uncomfortable..."
Dirty vomit still overflowed from the corner of her mouth.
Li Juefeng frowned and wiped her clean with a tissue, then yelled at the driver, "Drive more fucking steadily!"
"Yes, Mr. Li."
"Uncomfortable..." Gu Xiaoai struggled in his arms, but her eyes were tightly closed.
"Gu Xiaoai, Gu Xiaoai..." Li Juefeng called her name, trying to wake her up.
The person in my arms said nothing except feeling uncomfortable...
Damn it.
He shouldn't have let her eat that rice cake!
Back at the Li family villa, Li Juefeng hugged Gu Xiaoai and rushed inside.
Suzuki Nana had been waiting at the gate. When she saw them coming back, she immediately ran forward and stopped in front of him. She complained somewhat unhappily, "A Feng, where have you been? Why did you leave me alone in the restaurant? Do you know?
I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Get away!"
Li Juefeng ran to the master bedroom. Doctor Joel was already waiting in front of the bed. When he saw Li Juefeng rushing in, he said in English quickly, "Put Miss Gu down and lie down flat."
Li Juefeng carried Gu Xiaoai to bed, his movements seemed a little cautious.
"vomit--"
Gu Xiaoai vomited again, her face full of pain, and she kept pressing her hand on her stomach.
"Poor lady." Joel couldn't help but sigh, and directly injected the prepared syringe into Gu Xiaoai's arm. He glanced at the vomit on her lips and asked, "What did she eat?"
Li Juefeng's face turned stiff with coldness, and he replied in English, "Spicy rice cake."
"Oh, mygod!" Joel exclaimed, "She is undergoing recuperation and cannot eat spicy food. She has a serious stomach problem."
Mr. Li brought this authority on stomach problems from Denmark to China with coercion and inducement. He must have loved the woman lying on the bed so much. Why did he let her eat spicy food in the end? I really can’t figure it out.