Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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The assistant stood for a while, did not speak, just closed the door thoughtfully and left Lu Jinnian's room.

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"Qiao Qiao, what happened to Emperor Lu Ying?" Zhao Meng finally couldn't bear to ask after entering the elevator.

Qiao An didn't speak, but his eyes fell on the pill box that Zhao Meng was holding, and pursed her lips.

"I thought you were pretty good a while ago? Did he offend you?"

"Jojo, what happened?"

Zhao Meng asked several times along the way, and Qiao Anhao never answered. He returned to the hotel room, went directly into the bathroom, took a bath, and climbed onto the bed.

Joan was just about to pull the quilt, something flew over and landed in front of her.

It was the box of stomach medicine Lu Jinnian bought for her.

"Qiao Qiao, this was given to you by Emperor Lu Ying. If you want to eat, don't throw it away. I won't help you anyway." With Zhao Meng's simple words, she also entered the bathroom.

Joan stared at the pillbox for a while, then placed it on the bedside table beside him, lay down on the bed, opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling, and his heart became a little tangled.

Qiao An wanted to take the stomach medicine Lu Jinnian bought for her, but she didn't want to take it. It was like when she was downstairs, she wanted to take it, but forced herself not to take it.

She knew in her heart that she was just using her awkward way to redeem the grievances she had suffered from him.

Perhaps because of a real stomach trouble, Qiao Anhao always felt exhausted. He was still struggling to take the medicine bought by Lu Jinnian in the first second of his mind, and the person fell into the unconscious one second later. Sleep.

He slept deeply and deeply this night. When he woke up the next day, Joan felt much better.

From morning to night, for a day's play, Joan took care of himself, went downstairs with Zhao Meng, and went to the restaurant for breakfast.

The breakfast was as usual and rich in nutrition. Joan saw that some of them were fried into golden yellow, with an appetite, and he specially took two of them.

Sitting down with Zhao Meng, she drank two mouthfuls of soy milk before holding the chopsticks to pick up the fritters and put a bite in her mouth. She didn’t feel greasy when eating on weekdays, but she didn’t know what happened today, Joan It was so greasy that she turned the river into the sea with her stomach that hadn't been moving for a night. She suddenly put down her chopsticks and fritters. She didn't wait for Zhao Meng to ask her what happened, and people quickly ran out of the restaurant and rushed in Restroom.

Joan didn't even have time to go to the toilet. He could only lie down in front of the public hand-washing station, and the cat vomited.

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Lu Jinnian went downstairs to have breakfast, and just out of the elevator, he saw that Qiao An hurried into the bathroom.

Then I heard the assistant say: "Miss Qiao does not look very good."

Lu Jinnian frowned, but hesitated for less than half a second, so he asked the assistant to go to the restaurant to wait for himself, and then he followed Jo Anhao.

Lu Jinnian had just walked to the door of the bathroom, and he heard vomit coming from inside. When he walked in, he saw Qiao An's slender back, lying in front of the sink, vomiting dimly.

Lu Jinnian rushed to Qiao Anhao without hesitation, grabbing her by the arm: "What's wrong? Stomach still uncomfortable?"

Qiao An heard Lu Jinnian's voice, his body shivered a little, and before he could react, he bowed his head again and vomited.