Agni Group: Good Morning Black Boss

But when he saw the blood he vomited out, he immediately understood that he was poisoned.

Clutching Dongfang Aoshi's arm tightly, nails sank in, "Child..."

In the discomfort, Wen Rou's only worry is the child in her stomach.

She wanted to stay clear, but her whole body was weak, she had no strength at all, and her consciousness was slowly drifting away...

The whole person was in a coma, and only remembered that he was being poured with water, and then nauseated and vomited.

She was already very weak, and she couldn't stand such a toss at all.

After a while, I couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.

After passing out, Rourou still hasn't forgotten the child in her belly, "Dongfang is proud of the world... child..."

"I won't let anything happen to him." Dongfang Aoshi promised, interlocking his fingers with her.

Hearing Dongfang Aoshi's assurance, Wen Rou was relieved, closed his eyes, and passed out.

She fainted, but the nerves of the others did not relax.

Continue to work nervously.

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"Cough cough..."

"Princess is about to vomit again!" said the doctor's voice.

"Bring the basin!" Dongfang Aoshi's voice said.

In the next second, in a drowsy gentleness, he felt himself being lifted up and his head pushed down.

A pungent smell rushed over.

Wen Rou felt nauseous for a moment, and another big mouthful of blood came out.

"It's much better, let's refill it." Rourou heard the imperial doctor say so.

Before he could realize what the imperial doctor meant, he poured a bowl of medicine that irritated his nose.

Gentle couldn't bear it anymore, vomited.

"Bring water." Dongfang Aoshi's tense voice rang in his ears.

The clear water slowly entered the mouth, diluting the strong smell of medicine and blood, and the gentle feeling was much better.

Feel the body being slowly flattened.

There are two hands, touching on the body.

A warm palm felt the temperature on his forehead.

There is also a small hand, which has been holding her hand since she was drowsy.

It should be Yaohua.

He must have been terrified.

Gentle struggled, wanting to open his eyes and comfort the little guy, but his eyelids were as heavy as if they were pressed by a huge boulder, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

Rourou worked hard for a long time, but there was nothing she could do. Instead, she forced herself to vomit again.

Finally, give up.

"Ouch—" Wen Rou started to feel sick again.

He was lifted up in an instant, his head was lowered, he vomited again, and then rinsed his mouth with water...

It was like this over and over again, as if there was no end.

Thankfully, the frequency of her throwing up has, over time, lessened.

Finally, finally stop.

Lying tenderly and weakly on the bed..., even gasping for breath, I feel exhausted.

But in the end, he was no longer drugged and vomited again.

He let out a deep breath, and fell asleep drowsily.

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In her sleep, she felt that someone was giving her a massage.

Starting from the toes, all the way up, until the fingers.

Every time I press it, the acupoints are touched, sore, numb and painful.

Gentle shrank subconsciously, but her body sank like a rock, unable to move at all.

I can only endure the pain and let others slaughter me.

Fortunately, the massage came in bursts and did not last forever.

Otherwise, she will definitely not be able to bear it.

In the following days, Wen Rou lay in a drowsy state like this, sometimes awake, but most of the time, she was in a coma.