Chapter 398: Chapter 308: Tricky Silk – Takeout (Please Subscribe, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_3
After a series of necessary checks, Doctor Li told ng Yongshou that there was nothing seriously wrong with either of the won’s health, but it seed that ng Tingting had eaten sothing wrong and was experiencing nausea. He could prepare so dicine on site to help her digest.
Returning to the car to bring over the dicine, Doctor Li left.
ng Tingting, following his instructions, took two pills at a ti. Not long after taking the dicine, her stomach suddenly began to churn violently, and in less than ten minutes, she was vomiting ssily.
The vomit startled everyone, except for ng Hang, who appeared very calm, displaying an attitude that nothing could disgust him now.
But in ng Yongshou’s eyes, this boy was becoming more and more suspicious.
And in ng Hang’s eyes, which watched his old dad, were likewise filled with scrutiny and suspicion.
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Soon, the takeout they had ordered arrived one after the other, ng Yongshou looked at his stir-fried rice noodles with extra chicken legs, ng Hang looked at his beef noodles with an added marinated egg, father and son were both bewildered.
However, ng Tingting, having just vomited not long ago, assud it was sothing the two had bought for her and, without a second thought, started eating happily.
At this ti, Pan Ya went towards the master bedroom’s bathroom. She normally paid a lot of attention to grooming, and now with her hair in a ss, she needed to take good care of it.
When asked if he had called the Exorcist, ng Yongshou said he had pulled so strings so there would be no need to wait in line, and the Exorcist should arrive soon to deal with the situation.
Pan Ya’s heart settled, and after entering the bathroom, she washed her face with warm water and then picked up the comb to start Combing Hair, organizing her disheveled hair.
ng Yongshou, not entirely at ease, cautioned ng Tingting not to ss up the bedroom carpet while eating and followed into the bathroom of the bedroom.
Catching a glimpse of Pan Ya Combing Hair, he went to the toilet, lifted the lid, and began to urinate.
Pan Ya glanced back at him but said nothing.
Not long after, ng Yongshou, who was urinating, spoke, “Fix yourself up and rest a bit more, I’ll call you when the Exorcist arrives.”
Pan Ya didn’t answer.
ng Yongshou looked at her sideways and asked again, “Is your head still feeling dizzy?”
Pan Ya still didn’t answer, just kept Combing Hair continuously.
ng Yongshou had now developed a conditioned reflex; sensing sothing was off, he panicked inside, shook off the last few drops, pulled up his pants, and pressed the toilet flush button.
“Wife?”
Pan Ya was still facing the mirror Combing Hair, ignoring him.
Through the mirror, ng Yongshou could see Pan Ya’s expression was calm, watching her reflection, composedly brushing her hair.
She couldn’t have failed to hear him speak and, if she had heard, she wouldn’t just ignore him.
The more flustered ng Yongshou beca, the less he dared approach Pan Ya. He stood his ground, the spot closest to the bathroom door; if sothing was amiss, he would choose to run, just like before, and then figure out what to do.
Just then, Pan Ya, who had been silent this whole ti, suddenly paused the comb, as if she had reached a knot, getting stuck.
However, instead of carefully combing through again, she gripped the comb tightly and pulled down with all her might.
Because of the excessive force, her head was pulled askew by the action, yet she did not cease.
“Pan Ya, what are you doing?” ng Yongshou was terrified by the scene.
He believed if the pulling continued, the next mont could be very horrifying.
Just as the thought struck him, there was a sound of sothing tearing.
ng Yongshou shuddered.
…
Pan Ya had already finished grooming her hair, she set the comb down, turned her head, and noticed ng Yongshou was still urinating.
“How much water did you drink?” Pan Ya picked up a box of moisturizer, squeezed so onto her hand, and started applying it while questioning.
ng Yongshou didn’t respond, with only the sound of urination continuing.
Surprised, Pan Ya turned around again to see ng Yongshou had finished urinating and was reaching out to press the flush button but suddenly stopped, motionless.
Her heartbeat inexplicably started to quicken and after hesitating, she turned and called out softly to ng Yongshou, “Yongshou?”
ng Yongshou turned around, looking at her expressionlessly.
“What are you doing?” asked Pan Ya.
“So… thirsty.”
These two words were squeezed out of ng Yongshou’s mouth, then he knelt in front of the toilet, plunging his head into it, with the sound of loud gulping following.
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