Because he often had to drink and socialize, Cheng Chen’s car often had antidotes in it. At this moment, seeing Yu Luoluo’s discomfort from drinking, the man sighed faintly, he went back to his car and brought back two bottles of antidotes.
He walked to the bedside and helped Yu Luoluo up. Cheng Chen sat on the bed and let Yu Luoluo’s weak body lean against him. He placed the antidotes near Yu Luoluo’s mouth and said, “Open your mouth and drink it.”
Yu Luoluo furrowed her brows tightly with a pained expression on her face. “I don’t want to drink anymore... I drank too much... It’s not good to drink too much...”
Cheng Chen was speechless. “You know it’s not good to drink too much? Hurry up and drink!”
Yu Luoluo closed her eyes and was breathing heavily. Her small hands were waving randomly. “I don’t want to drink anymore... I don’t want to drink anymore... my head hurts so much...”
