The President injected himself again [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 58. President Ba wants to throw his love rival into the sea. President

Chapter 58. Ba Zong wants to throw his love rival into the sea. Ba Zong said he would. . .

After coming back from the night market, where they had seafood barbecue and iced milk tea, Wen Jinyan kept running to the restroom. He went back and forth four or five times, and when he finally came out, his face was pale. He couldn't even stand properly and had to lean against the wall. Seeing that something was wrong, Shi Fanxing immediately drove him to the nearby resort hospital. They spent the rest of the night getting blood tests and routine examinations, only to find out that he had acute gastroenteritis.

When the nurse was doing a skin test on Wen Jinyan, Shi Fanxing stood at the door and didn't dare to go in.

"Wait for twenty minutes to see if there are any allergic reactions. If not, we'll start the IV drip."

"Thank you."

Seeing Shi Fanxing's worry and nervousness, the nurse comforted her, "Your loved one is fine, no need to worry too much."

Shi Fanxing nodded and went in to take care of Wen Jinyan, who was lying on the hospital bed. After a night of suffering, Wen Jinyan had fallen into a deep sleep. His complexion was slightly better than before, but still pale. There was no color on his lips, and he looked weak. . . Shi Fanxing covered his stomach with a thin blanket and noticed the slightly swollen area on his wrist where the skin test had just been done. She felt guilty and heartbroken.

If she hadn't dragged him all the way to the seaside night market for barbecue, he wouldn't have ended up in the hospital with gastroenteritis.

She remembered him saying he wanted to drink mineral water, but she insisted on buying him iced milk tea. And when she said she wanted to eat street food, she saw the surprised look on his face. . . He had reminded her, but she thought it was okay to occasionally eat street food and even said some nonsense about guaranteeing that he wouldn't have diarrhea and should eat more. But what was the result?

Just one time and he ended up in the hospital.

Not everyone's stomach can handle seafood or barbecue. . . She should have thought about it early on.

"I'm sorry." Shi Fanxing held Wen Jinyan's hand, which was hanging by his side, and whispered, "I won't force you to eat something you don't want to eat next time."

Wen Jinyan furrowed his brows slightly.

"Are you awake?"

"I feel like vomiting. . ."

"I'll get you a trash can."

Shi Fanxing hurriedly looked for a trash can everywhere. Finally, she found a relatively clean one and brought it over. When Wen Jinyan saw it, his face wrinkled. . . He found it dirty.

But even if it's dirty, he can't hold back the urge to vomit, right?

Shi Fanxing quickly helped him lean forward and encouraged him to vomit. She coaxed and deceived him, and finally, Wen Jinyan couldn't bear it anymore. He lowered his head and started vomiting into the trash can. Shi Fanxing was afraid that he would be uncomfortable bending over, so she raised the trash can a bit higher, allowing him to sit more comfortably and vomit more comfortably.

Unexpectedly

Wen Jinyan, who was disgusted by the dirtiness, immediately felt a surge of nausea in his stomach when he saw what was in the trash can.

"Ugh"

". . . . . ."

Shi Fanxing looked at Wen Jinyan's hands, which were covered in his own vomit, with a blank expression.