Back in the manor, Jian Xiaomo sat in front of the dining table. She looked at the table full of food, but she had no appetite at all. She felt suffocated and uncomfortable.
Long Chenjue was forcing her to eat.
Jian Xiaomo had no choice. She picked up her chopsticks and put a mouthful of food into her mouth. Suddenly, her stomach churned and she vomited. She quickly covered her mouth with her hands and ran to the washroom.
Long Chenjue picked up his chopsticks and was about to pick up the food. When he saw Jian Xiaomo like this, his face immediately darkened. He stared at the food in front of him and slammed his chopsticks on the table. He said to Ba Luo, "Fire all the chefs!"
What kind of terrible food did they cook that made Jian Xiaomo vomit?
As he said that, he stood up and was about to walk to the washroom.
Ba Luo stood there in a daze for a long time before he realized that the Young Master was blaming the food on the fact that Miss Jian wanted to vomit. However, why did he feel that Jian Xiaomo's nausea had something to do with the stimulation she had received on the grassland today?
After all, Miss Jian was a weak person. Most people would not be able to stand such stimulation.
Ba Luo sighed and shook his head. He was about to walk out.
Then he heard Long Chenjue's anxious shout from the washroom. "Go and get a doctor!"
Ba Luo knew something was wrong when he heard the Young Master's anxious voice. Could something have happened to Miss Jian? Ba Luo's legs trembled and he hurriedly ran out of the living room.
Soon, a group of doctors rushed into the living room under Ba Luo's lead. They were all sweating and their faces were pale. They knew that if anything happened to Miss Jian, they would be more worried than their own lives.
The Young Master really thought too highly of Miss Jian. If anything happened to Miss Jian, their lives would definitely be worse than death.
Therefore, they usually prayed that Miss Jian would be safe and sound.
At this moment, all of them were sweating profusely and hurriedly ran to the washroom.
They saw Jian Xiaomo lying on the side of the sink and vomiting crazily. Long Chenjue patted Jian Xiaomo's back. His handsome face was full of worry.
Seeing the doctor standing there in a daze, Long Chenjue was inexplicably angry. His woman was already in such a state, but this group of people were still in a daze. He usually gave them the highest salary in the world. Why were they in a daze at a time like this?
Long Chenjue was so angry that his face was livid.
Seeing this, Ba Luo quickly said to the doctor, "Why aren't you treating the Young Madam?!"
"Yes, yes, Butler Ba!" Only then did the doctor come to his senses. He wanted to treat Jian Xiaomo, but Jian Xiaomo was leaning against the sink. They were also somewhat powerless.
Seeing this, Long Chenjue stretched out one leg and was about to kick the doctor in front of him.
The doctor standing at the front immediately turned pale.
Jian Xiaomo had already come to her senses at this time. She hurriedly grabbed Long Chenjue's sleeve and said reluctantly, "No."
Long Chenjue could not bear to see Jian Xiaomo in such an uncomfortable state, and she was still tugging at his clothes. He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice, "Is it still uncomfortable?" Long Chenjue asked with concern.
Jian Xiaomo nodded reluctantly and said, "It's okay!" After washing up, Long Chenjue put his arm around her waist and walked toward the living room.
The doctor only dared to come forward to check Jian Xiaomo after she sat on the sofa. The doctors were all kneeling there.
Jian Xiaomo was in such an uncomfortable state that she was not in the mood to care about the doctor's posture.
She closed her eyes slightly. Her chest felt uncomfortable and she felt like vomiting.
Seeing Jian Xiaomo's discomfort, the doctor was even more terrified. He carefully treated Jian Xiaomo. Suddenly, the doctor's face showed a hint of surprise.