The president's face is gone

Chapter 430 Worry
Especially Bao Sihan and Cheng Ziyang, seeing Cheng Xiyue throwing up faintly in the sink, felt very distressed.

Bao Sihan gently patted his wife's back, and there was a circle of people outside the bathroom.

Mu Yalan also immediately ordered Huanxi to remove the plate that made Cheng Xiyue vomit sour meat.

The old man Bo looked at Cheng Xiyue's vomit, showing a thoughtful expression.

While everyone was gathered in the bathroom, the old man immediately whispered in Xiangbo's ear for a while, and Xiangbo took the order and went out.

"Ugh, wow..."

Thinking of the sour taste, Cheng Xiyue vomited so hard that she could not love herself.

"Honey, it's all right, I'll be all right after I vomit."

Bo Sihan has been beside Cheng Xiyue to help her calm down, and his mouth has never stopped, and he has been pacifying Cheng Xiyue.

Mu Yalan was busy delivering water and tissues, and the family cared so much for Cheng Xiyue.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Ziyang's eyes flickered, and there was a look of reassurance in his eyes. As long as she lived well, he would have an explanation to everyone in the Cheng family.

"Huh, I'm fine, sorry, I'm sorry."

Cheng Xiyue got up and rinsed her mouth, and looked at everyone with apologetic expression. She was really embarrassed to make this happen while eating.

"It's okay, it's okay, how are you? Are you feeling unwell? Didn't you like eating this meat before?"

Mu Yalan asked worriedly, fearing that Cheng Xiyue might feel uncomfortable.

"I don't know. I feel weird when I smell it, and I can't control it. It's the same when I drank coffee with Manny today. The yogurt is delicious, but I feel like vomiting after drinking it."

Cheng Xiyue's words made Mu Yalan's and Mr. Bo's eyes subtle, with a trace of excitement immersed in their eyes.

"No, I'll call Wen Yuran and ask him to send someone over to take a look."

When Bao Sihan heard Cheng Xiyue's words, he spoke worriedly, and then took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"There's no need to call. I'll ask Uncle Xiang to invite you. I'll be here soon. Is Yueyue feeling better? Let's eat when I feel better. Let's not neglect the guests."

When the old man opened his mouth, Bo Sihan was taken aback. He was not as thoughtful as the old man.

Cheng Xiyue nodded and looked at Cheng Ziyang apologetically.

"It's okay, how is your health? Do you want to go to the hospital for a detailed examination?"

Cheng Xiyue shook her head, since grandpa sent someone to invite Wen Yuran, there was no need to go to the hospital. She was quite relieved about Wen Yuran's medical skills.

When the group returned to the dining table, Cheng Xiyue was very hungry, but at this time he lost his appetite for any dish on the table.

Seeing his wife's pale face, Bao Sihan felt distressed to the extreme, stretched out his hand to rub Cheng Xiyue's head, and spoke softly.

"Wife, what do you want to eat, my husband will make it for you."

From Cheng Xiyue's look, Bo Sihan knew that the dishes on the table did not whet his wife's appetite. He felt sorry for his wife, and immediately wanted to cook for Cheng Xiyue himself.

"No, you guys eat first, and I'll take it slowly." Cheng Xiyue said with a smile. At this time, although she was very hungry, she really didn't have much appetite.

Bo Sihan frowned, took out his phone and quickly sent a text message to Wen Yuran, signaling him to come over quickly.

At this time, in Xiao Xueer's apartment, the stern-faced Wen Yuran connected several calls, from Wen's family and his father's, and asked him to go to Bo's house immediately.

Now Bo Sihan sent another text message and successfully called Wen Yuran out of Xiao Xueer's apartment.

(End of this chapter)