Autor: Qingqing Zijin 05 Máquina traductora
Jian Xiaomo started retching again as soon as she returned to the manor. She found that her retching had been getting worse in the past two days, and she wanted to vomit everything out of her stomach. She saw Long Chenjue stand up from the dining table with a dark face and walk out with a cold face. Jian Xiaomo thought that this man must be annoyed by her vomiting.
2However, she was not in the mood to care about this man's mood now. She quickly stood up from the dining table and ran to the washroom.
Ba Luo followed behind Jian Xiaomo worriedly. His concerned voice sounded. "Young Madam, do you want me to call the doctor again?"
2Jian Xiaomo climbed in front of the faucet and waved her hand. "No, no." Even if the doctor came, he was also helpless.
2Ba Luo sighed and did not say anything. He only looked at Jian Xiaomo worriedly.
It was really hard for a woman to be pregnant.
Jian Xiaomo retched in front of the faucet for a while before she felt much more relaxed. Ba Luo quickly asked the servant to pass the water that had already been prepared to Jian Xiaomo. Jian Xiaomo took two sips before she felt much better. She wiped her mouth with a towel and said to Ba Luo, "Is Young Master eating in the dining room?"
2Hearing this, Ba Luo looked at the dining room and then shook his head. "Young Master hasn't come downstairs since he went upstairs just now."
2Jian Xiaomo was really annoyed by her own vomiting. She raised her feet and walked upstairs.
Before she reached the door of the study, she was stopped by a wave of arrogant curses.
Long Chenjue was angry again. Who was this man angry at?
2Jian Xiaomo took two steps forward and stopped at the door of the study.
When she stopped at the door of the study, she was shocked. All the doctors in the manor were standing neatly in the study. The doctors were standing there respectfully, not daring to raise their heads. They were standing there with their backs bent.
2Long Chenjue was standing in front of them. This man did not sit down. He just stood there arrogantly, like a king. His deep eyes stared at the doctors from above. His eyes were full of anger, and his whole body was also burning with anger.
He directly cursed at the doctors. "Trash, all of you are trash. How did the manor find a bunch of trash like you?!"
2The doctors could only nod their heads repeatedly after being scolded.
No one dared to answer no.
Seeing that these doctors actually dared to nod their heads, the anger in Long Chenjue's body was even more aroused. He stared at them with his scarlet eyes and said, "All of you are worse than trash. At the very least, trash is still trash. All of you can't even cure a pregnant woman's retching. What's the use? Scram. Go and research it for me now. If all of you can't cure Jian Xiaomo's vomiting by today, then carry your bags and scram!"
2Long Chenjue said angrily.
Jian Xiaomo was stunned. It turned out that this man had not come to the study room to complain about his vomiting, but to find these doctors to discuss countermeasures. However, these doctors could not come up with a reasonable solution. That was why Long Chenjue had scolded these doctors until they were worse than pigs and dogs.
2Jian Xiaomo sighed. Not to mention these doctors, even if the most famous doctors were invited, the vomiting of pregnant women could not be cured!
Thinking of this, she walked in.
When the doctors saw Jian Xiaomo one by one, it was as if they saw their savior. They knew that Jian Xiaomo was the most kind-hearted and had a way to save them. They hurriedly said respectfully, "Young Madam."
2Jian Xiaomo nodded and then said to them, "You all can leave."
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