October 4, 2011
The boat roared through the white waves, leaving the city further and further behind, their destination was Xiaofudao Island.
"Zhao Xinli, take a photo for us."
Upon hearing the shout, Mr. Zhao squeezed out a pained smile on his pale face.
"Xiaoyu, I'm seasick, don't make it hard for me, let Mr. He take the photo for you," he groaned.
To prove his point, Mr. Zhao leaned over the railing and began to vomit, and Mr. He kicked him before walking toward the three girls.
"I asked you if you get seasick, and you bragged about driving more cars than I've seen patients. You've participated in countless off-road races, how could you possibly get seasick? Do you want me to take a commemorative photo for you now?"
Mr. Zhao waved his hand weakly, part of him felt absolutely powerless; his stomach was churning, and he had no energy left to banter.
"Bro, I was wrong, please treat me, or I'm gonna die."
