Chapter 315: Ji Luo also has food allergies

After saying that, Ji Luo couldn't wait to pull Zhan Qi away.

The door closed again.

There were only two people left in the room, Shi Yuan and Su Ye Sakura.

The embarrassment pervaded again, making both of them unconsciously open their eyes.

Shi Yuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to resolve the embarrassment: "Let's eat first!" ”

"Good!"

But as soon as I bowed my head......

Where is the shadow of the dish on the table?

It's all eaten up by Ji Luo, and only a big bowl of soup is left there, and they laugh motionlessly at them for patronizing "falling in love and not eating".

"I drink soup." Shi Yuan spooned himself a bowl of soup.

He didn't want to leave so soon, he had to find something to do for himself.

"Hmmm! Drink soup! Sakura Sukuno also picked up the bowl.

……

Zhan Qi drove the car and asked why Ji Luo appeared at Sakuraku's house as he walked towards the restaurant he had booked.

Ji Luo didn't hide it either, and told everything about it.

When Zhan Qi heard that Shi Yuan actually cooked by himself, an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes, revealing a sinister taste.

Suddenly, a low mutter sounded in the small carriage, as if it was in pain.

Zhan Qi frowned and looked nervously at Ji Luo.

Ji Luo frowned in pain, the whole person nestled weakly on the chair, the whole person shrunk into a ball, and his hands tightly hugged his stomach.

"Lolo, what's wrong with you?"

Zhan Qi hurriedly stepped on the brakes and looked at Ji Luo worriedly.

"Little Qiqi, I have a stomachache." Ji Luo looked at Zhan Qi innocently, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down her forehead and dripped onto her eyelashes.

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhan Qi turned around and drove to the nearest hospital.

Hospital.

Zhan Qi stood nervously behind Ji Luo, his cold gaze like a sharp sword against the doctor's neck, so frightened that his hand holding the pen trembled.

Every time he asked a question, he looked at Zhan Qi nervously, as if he was afraid that if he didn't ask a good question, Zhan Qi would tear his hands apart.

After a while, the doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead in a panic, and said as if he had been amnestied: "She didn't, it's fine, it's just that she has a bad stomach and food allergies." ”

"Bad stomach? Food allergies? ”

Zhan Qi's voice unconsciously raised, so frightened that the doctor's pen fell on the table.

"Yes, yes!"

"What is she allergic to?" Zhan Qi asked solemnly.

He couldn't have known how strong Ji Luo's stomach was.

Eating bad things, he never thought it would happen to Ji Luo.

"It should be mustard."

"Should?" Zhan Qi's brows furrowed.

He didn't like the word "yes" very much.

"It's mustard." The doctor was frightened and quickly changed his words.

The doctor originally wanted Ji Luo to hang up a drip in the hospital, and then leave after observation, but Ji Luo didn't like the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital, so after taking the medicine, he asked Zhan Qi to take her away.

The pain in her stomach made Ji Luo lean on Zhan Qi's arms and let Zhan Qi carry her into the car.

As soon as he got into the car, Ji Luo's willpower had reached the limit, the temperature of his body instantly dropped to freezing, and his consciousness gradually dissipated.

Suddenly, she hooked Zhan Qi's neck, and a weak breath sprayed behind Zhan Qi's ear.

"Brother Qiqi~"

Zhan Qi's body tightened, as if he realized something, and excitement rose in his heart.

"Luo Luo, I'll take you home now."

Since he was pushed down by Ji Luo last time, Zhan Qi knew that as long as Ji Luo called him Brother Qiqi, he was bound to want to get energy from him.