Damn it, Who Wants to Have Babies With a Love Rival

45

Chapter 45

　　Ji Congzhe felt that his stomach was cramping, but after vomiting for a long time, he couldn't vomit anything out. But when he stopped for a moment, the nausea came back to his throat. Finally, he was shaking all over and weakly holding on to the wall.

　　Lin Zhen was really frightened this time. In his impression, Ji Congzhe was always full of energy. During this period, he had been suffering from poor physical fitness. Especially today, when he saw him vomiting, his face turned pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

　　After a while, while he looked better, Lin Zhen hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "How are you?"

　　Ji Congzhe didn't even have the strength to speak, and could only breathe in small gasps, "Oh shit, I'm spitting out snot from my nose, go to bed... go to bed..."

　　"Okay." Lin Zhen helped him up the narrow stairs.

　　Even when Ji Congzhe lay down on the bed, he was not comfortable at all. In such weather, he was sweating hot and cold, and his head moved uncomfortably on the pillow.

　　"Would you like to go to the village doctor?"

　　Ji Congzhe frowned and shook his head, "Maybe he ate something bad. Bring the bucket over."

　　Lin Zhen frowned and asked, "Do you still want to vomit?"

　　Ji Congzhe held his breath and nodded slightly.

　　Lin Zhen hurriedly went downstairs to bring up a lead bucket, placed it beside the bed, and then lifted Ji Congzhe.

　　Then Ji Congzhe retched several times heart-breakingly, and Lin Zhen felt his shoulder blades tremble, which made people feel heartbroken.

　　Ji Congzhe vomited nothing in the end, but this time after vomiting, he felt a little more comfortable.

　　"I'll lie down for a while."

　　"Okay, I'll put the rice here. If you're hungry, you can eat it."

　　It was already much better, but when he heard this, Ji Congzhe couldn't help it again. He glanced at the food on the table and quickly waved his hands, "Take it away! Take it away quickly!"

　　Seeing that Ji Congzhe might be vomiting again, Lin Zhen quickly picked up the bowl and ran downstairs.

　　However, when he went upstairs and sat beside the bed, Ji Congzhe covered his mouth and stared at him again.

　　"What's wrong?"

　　Ji Congzhe suppressed his nausea and said disgustedly, "You also smell of braised pork."

　　"..." Lin Zhen stretched out his hand and smelled it, "Is there any? Why didn't I smell it?"

　　"Yes... you go quickly..."

　　Hearing that he was being disliked, Lin Zhen's face twisted. It seemed that he was just targeting the braised pork, and he didn't care about it anymore. "Then I'll go downstairs and chop the firewood first."

　　Lin Zhen went downstairs to chop firewood. Ji Congzhe took advantage of the fact that he was not feeling so uncomfortable and closed his eyes to rest, hoping that when he woke up, his body would be as good as before.

　　At about ten o'clock in the evening, although most of the trunk was still uncut, Lin Zhen was ready to take a rest. Rural people go to bed early. If he continued to cut the tree trunk, he might not be able to sleep peacefully.