Chapter Eighty-Nine: Disgusting
Lin Shiheng had changed into his regular clothes at this moment, wearing a snow-white cotton gown, lying on the bed, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and his face was weak.
He stared at Shu Yan's face for a while, and then said softly: "I'm not used to being served by others, it's still you, I like it the most." ”
"Yanyan, the medicine is on the table, you feed me the medicine."
He said it as a matter of course, as if he was treating a lover, and as if he was telling a nanny.
Shu Yan stepped forward indifferently and stared at the medicines on the table, the white medicine bottles had no labels, only capital letters, what M, J, A, E, four medicines.
She didn't ask for the amount of medicine, she just opened it casually, poured out a few and counted a few, and finally poured half a hand of pills, the color was red and blue, and she looked at Shu Yan in a much better mood.
She didn't pour the water, turned around and handed the pills over, "Mr. Lin, I wish you an early ascension." ”
"Madame!"
Behind him, as soon as the housekeeper came in with water, he heard such a sentence, and his face turned white with fright, and he couldn't believe that this kind of words would come out of the mouth of the woman who looked gentle and virtuous.
It's just a curse to die early.
Lin Shiheng smiled with his eyebrows, looked at Shu Yan messing around, only waved his hand at the housekeeper, and said, "Give me water." ”
He raised his hand and stretched out his hand towards Shu Yan.
Shu Yan's eyebrows sank, he was extremely sensitive to his eyes, and his stomach churned in an instant, and something seemed to gush out of his throat.
Disgusting!
Nauseating!
Shu Yan's cheeks twitched, and he sprinkled the pills in his hand into Lin Shiheng's hand from top to bottom, and then turned his head uncontrollably and ran to the trash can.
"Gross!"
The woman's uncomfortable vomiting sound came from the trash can in the corner.
The housekeeper looked at her in astonishment, wondering what was wrong with her.
Only Lin Shiheng's hand, which was still hanging in the air, shook it violently, green tendons appeared on his forehead, and the pills in his hand were directly broken into pieces under the force.
His chest rose and fell violently, and the fire in his eyes ignited in an instant.
The woman who was retching above the trash can couldn't vomit anything, frowned uncomfortably, and finally simply suppressed the desire to vomit and got up.
When he turned around, he saw Lin Shiheng's gloomy and ugly face, and his eyebrows suddenly raised.
"I'm sorry, I can't help it."
She waved her hand at Lin Shiheng, and then the corners of her lips hooked, happy, "Mr. Lin, you take the medicine first, and I'll go back." ”
The words fell, and he walked out of the room.
Lin Shiheng pinched the pill in his hand, his face trembled violently, he slowly withdrew his hand, closed his eyes and calmed himself down.
"Sir, water."
The housekeeper looked at Lin Shiheng's angry but calm face, and said with some trepidation.
"Get out."
Lin Shiheng still closed his eyes and spoke coldly, his voice did not fluctuate.
"Yes."
The housekeeper put the water cup on the table at the head of the bed, glanced at Lin Shiheng, and cautiously exited the room.
The sound of the door closing sounded, and Lin Shiheng turned his head sharply, lying on the side of the bed and gasping violently.
The pain all over his body seemed to be overwhelmed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and in an instant, the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water.
The already pale face was even whiter at the moment, without the slightest trace of blood.
The man gasped, clutching the pain in his chest, the corners of his eyes twitching.
After five minutes, Lin Shiheng calmed down, he calmly took the water cup next to him, raised his head and swallowed the pill in his hand.
It doesn't care about the dosage of the pills either.