Chapter 138: Stomach Problems

Lin Xinmo quickly put the meal ready.

I didn't see Ling Xingmo when I went out with two bowls of porridge, I still didn't see Ling Xingmo when I went out with two fried eggs, and when I finally went out with a plate of steamed buns, I saw Ling Xingmo walking in from outside the door.

The sun squeezed out of his head behind him, and even the sun's brilliance could not be compared to his own.

He was only wearing a linen-colored casual suit, although the whole person was a lot softer, but because of his height of nearly 1.9 meters, it was difficult to hide the heroic spirit on his body.

Although he had wheat-colored skin, it was whiter, there were no blemishes on his face, and his skin was so good that it didn't look like a man, or rather like a man his age, it was so perfect that it was a bit of a crime.

It's too difficult for such a man not to be loved, and she can suddenly understand the girl who has known him since childhood and liked him for so many years.

"It's time to eat. Lin Xinmo said softly.

For some reason, as soon as Lin Xinmo opened his mouth, he had the feeling that they were getting along with an old husband and wife.

Ling Xingmo only drank a few mouthfuls of porridge, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled together, and his face was a little ugly.

But he still managed to finish the porridge.

"I'm not too hungry, so I don't eat. Ling Xingmo put down the dishes and chopsticks and said in a steady voice as much as possible.

"What's wrong, isn't it delicious?"

"It's not. ”

"What's wrong with you, isn't it uncomfortable?Why is your face so bad?" Lin Xinmo found that Ling Xingmo's face was a little pale, because she was closer to him, and she could even see the sweat on his face.

"It's okay, I'll go up first. Ling Xingmo still maintained his indifferent expression and said.

After speaking, Ling Xingmo left in a hurry.

It's just that after just a few steps, a warm touch wrapped around his arm, making him feel a lot warmer in an instant.

"Don't tell me anything, I don't ask, but sometimes I feel really insecure. Lin Xinmo's hand was tightened, and Ling Xingmo could feel her uneasiness.

"What the hell is going on? Tell me, don't worry me. Lin Xinmo slowed down his tone and said with a worried expression, but his hand was still tightly tugging on Ling Xingmo's arm.

For Lin Xinmo, the previous embarrassment, shyness, and even the cold war were all swept away, and now everything is less important than Ling Xingmo's body.

"It's nothing, it's just a stomach problem, ** sick. Ling Xingmo tried his best to speak to Lin Xinmo in a tone that was talking about the weather, not wanting his pale face to scare Lin Xinmo.

But he was so pale.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, where is your stomach medicine?" Lin Xinmo asked anxiously.

"On the table in the study on the third floor. "Ling Xingmo spends most of his time at home in the study, so his medicine is basically on the table in the study.

Lin Xinmo ran upstairs quickly, panicked and not at all like her usual.

When she came down, she saw Ling Xingmo running to the toilet and vomiting.

What can I do, I can't eat and I drank all the bowls of porridge.

There was no trace of disgust in Lin Xinmo's eyes, only full of distress.

Just like the look on her face when Ling Xingmo looked at her last night.

She didn't come closer, she knew that Ling Xingmo didn't want others to see him so embarrassed.

She poured two cups of warm water, one for Ling Xingmo to rinse his mouth, and one for Ling Xingmo to take medicine.

Ling Xingmo obediently took the medicine under her gaze.

Lin Xinmo forcefully ordered Ling Xingmo to lie down on the sofa and rest first, and then she hid in the room and called Lin An.

"Miss Lin, what's wrong?" the hard-working Lin An is still working.

"Let me ask you, tell me honestly, how serious is Xingmo's stomach problem?"

"Is the boss's stomach problem again?" Lin An is not stupid, as soon as Lin Xinmo asked, he thought that it should be Ling Xingmo's stomach problem again.

"Yesterday Dr. Ann asked him to drink less, but he didn't listen. ”

"Did he drink a lot last night?"

"Yes, a lot. ”

"Why?"

"Because...... Because ......"