Wang Wang's face-slapping routine

Chapter 18 The Strange Boy 7
She patted Pudding's head and connected the phone.

It was the driver who called and said he was at the gate.

The phone was hung up, and for the convenience of communication, Atobe Chuyan saved the number in the phone book.

As soon as I clicked Save, there was a tall figure beside me: "Young Madam."

"Sit down." Atobe Chuyan looked at the driver and pointed to the seat next to him, "What do you want to eat?"

After finishing speaking, she was going to call the waiter over to order.

The driver quickly refused: "No need, young lady, I'll just go back and eat later."

"..." As if thinking of something, Atobe Chuyan suddenly showed him a bright smile, "How about this, you go back to eat now."

"No." The driver's answer was as firm as Mrs. Atobe's attitude, apparently being specially told, "Madam told me to watch you finish your lunch with my own eyes."

Although he didn't know why his wife cared so much about whether the young lady had lunch, but as a driver, he had to be obedient.

Atobe's first words: "..."

Seeing that the driver's attitude would not be easily shaken, Atobe had no choice but to resign himself to his fate, pick up the spoon after the waiter brought the egg fried rice, and eat slowly like a snail.

When the relatively delicious egg fried rice reached her mouth, she couldn't taste it at all.

She frowned tightly, trying to suppress the turbulence slowly rising in her stomach.

Obviously eating can be regarded as a very enjoyable thing, but in front of her, it feels like going through a kind of torture.

The portion of fried rice with eggs is very large, and she couldn't eat even one-tenth of it.

Seeing this, the driver frowned slightly: "Young Madam..."

Before he could finish speaking, Atobe Chuyan held his chest and said with a sad face, "Just tell mom the truth."

"Please, help me take the little pudding home first." Without giving the driver a chance to refuse, she stuffed the little pudding into his arms, then got up and ran towards the cashier, "I'm leaving first."

After paying the money, before the driver caught up, he immediately went into the bathroom of the hospital.

As soon as she entered, she couldn't bear it any longer and vomited while leaning on the sink.

She vomited out all the food she ate a few minutes ago.

In the end, there was nothing to vomit, and I began to vomit acid water again.

I don't know how long it took before I finally stopped.

After rinsing her mouth with water and washing her face, she looked at herself in the mirror with a pale and ugly face, and raised the corners of her mouth in self-deprecating manner.

The wet hand rubbed casually on the jacket, and then reached into the pocket.

But there was nothing inside.

She forgot that those were all taken by Mrs. Atobe.

Not finding what she wanted, she could only ravage her shoulder-length short hair irritably.

Hey!
Affected by the situation just now, she deeply felt that she really shouldn't go out today.

After staying in the bathroom for a while, Hatsune Atobe walked out.

Glancing at the inpatient department not far away, she raised her hand to pinch the space between her eyebrows, and walked there while calming her emotions.

Calm down, the doctor said you can't be easily affected...

Besides, this situation has been going on for so long, she should get used to it.

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