Acute gastritis

  She still got used to calling him Mr. Lu, she was very unaccustomed to calling his name or any other intimate appellation, she stubbornly thought that as long as she called him Mr. Lu like this, the relationship between them would always be the simplest teacher-student relationship, rather than a husband-and-wife relationship.

  The person who was originally lying there suddenly opened their eyes, and the pain in their eyes made her heart skip a beat. Before she could react, he had already stood up and slapped the bowl of soup out of her hand with a loud shout.

  "Go away!"

  She was still standing there staring blankly at the shattered porcelain pieces and disheveled hair, when he had already gotten out of bed and raised his hand to pinch her chin, forcing her to look him straight in the eye.

  "Xu Liu'ou, you don't need my hypocrisy, and I don't need yours!"

  "I don't need your sympathy, pity me, I don't need you to care about me like that!"

  Lu Zhou used more force to pinch her and didn't care if she was in pain or not, with red eyes he scolded her harshly.

  "Either you truly care about me from the bottom of your heart, or don't pretend in front of me!"

  He had just vomited that scene, making his stomach feel a bit better, but his heart was even more stuffy. As soon as he closed his eyes, he thought of her standing together with Peng Weizhe in the restaurant tonight, and thought of her not supporting him when he was drunk, and thought of her sternly telling the housekeeper not to call her that way again, and thought of her just now refusing to feed him soup. He didn't know if it was because of intoxication or excessive heartache, anyway, for the first time in his life, he lost his temper in front of him, slammed things.

  Xu Liu'ou was pinched by him until she felt a sharp pain, the pain made her eyes well up with tears, but she still bit her lip tightly and didn't let the tears fall. She looked up at him who was furious and smiled lightly as if nothing had happened.

  "Teacher Lu, since you also know that I'm just pretending and acting, and since you can't bear to watch anymore, please spare me, okay?"

  He suddenly changed his face, let go of her hand and pointed at the door, furiously roaring.

  "Go! Get her out of here! Qin Jie, hurry up and take her away!"

  "Mr. Lu, this..."

  The woman who was replaced by Qin sister stood there in embarrassment, and Xu Liu's tears finally fell down. She didn't know if it was because he pinched her too hard or his cold and ruthless words hurt her too much. She wiped away her tears and ran towards the door, but suddenly a loud crash was heard from behind, followed by the woman's terrified screams.

  "Mr. Lu? Mr. Lu, what's wrong?"

  She stopped in her tracks and turned around, only to see him pale and collapse to the ground, his hands clutching his stomach as his face contorted in pain, with beads of sweat the size of peas on his forehead. She was also somewhat frightened into a daze, momentarily forgetting how fierce he had been when chasing her away just now, and hastily ran over to squat down beside him and ask him

  "What's wrong with you?"

  Lu Zhouyue struggled to open his eyes in the midst of intense stomach cramps, looking at the person in front of him. Clearly, he was the one who had driven her away, but seeing her actually turn around and leave, he became furious again. It was just a momentary outburst, how could he bear to really drive her away? But she insisted on leaving just like that.

  Now seeing her turn back, he grasped her hand tightly and wouldn't let go.

  "Don't go!"

  This time she didn't struggle free from him

  "You're like this and still talking, hurry up and call an ambulance!"

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