Chapter 221 (1/2)

Thorny First Marriage Basho 28310K 2022-07-20

I went to the makeup artist's home to make up with tears. She said that my eyes were swollen with tears, and I didn't stick them on for a long time, so she gave me tape to stick them on when my eyes were not swollen.

I heard sang Qi call Sheng Yanyan tonight, saying that he would have breakfast with her tomorrow, so he should not come this evening.

The day nurse will leave when I come, so it doesn't matter if I am alone at night.

I stood stupefied under the tap, and the door of the bathroom was knocked. Fortunately, it wasn't sang Qi's voice, it was their nanny. The

problem is that I don't have makeup now. I usually paint myself very dark. I don't have the foundation now. What should I do?

I washed the make-up off my face for a while. How can I go out to see sangqi?

Am I the one who can take a bath now?

When I was about to turn off the water, I thought of something.

So now standing under the shower, hot water is very comfortable on me, and there are all kinds of bath products in the bathroom, and there are also very good facial scrub.

I went into the bathroom to take a bath. Today, I haven't had time to take a bath because I'm in a hurry!

I look at the filth all over my body. Even my hair has been sprayed a lot. I have to clean it. Otherwise, there are bacteria on my body. Mrs. sang has low immunity and is easy to be infected.

I was relieved. I squatted down to clean up the mess on the ground. Sang Qi took my arm and said to me, ”go to the bathroom first and wash it. I'll find someone to clean it up. Gu Yu's room has pajamas. I'll get a set for you first and make do with it.”

I helped her clean up, and then helped her lie on the bed. She seemed much better, and her panting was not as severe as before.

Mrs. Gonzales vomited and panted. It was a long time before she gradually calmed down.

I continue to press the base of her tongue. When she spits, she can cough up the sputum in her trachea. That's the best.

I pressed the base of her tongue hard, and Mrs. sang vomited out with a Whoa, which made my hands and shoes full. What she vomited was basically fluid, but there was also some phlegm.

She looks really uncomfortable now. I hold Mrs. sang to lie on the edge of the bed and put my finger in her mouth to make her vomit.

After a round of searching, I told him to make an emergency call first, but it was estimated that Mrs. Zhang could not wait for the ambulance to arrive.

Mrs. Sang's trachea was blocked by phlegm. I looked around the room to see if there was a sputum suction machine.

I'm not dumb, but I can't speak. I'm so worried.

I have no time to type with my mobile phone and point to my throat.

She is so dangerous, sang Qi heard the movement also ran over anxiously asked me: ”what's wrong with my mother?”

I bent down and put my ear on Mrs. Sang's chest. Every time she breathed, there was a purr in her trachea. It must be that she had a cold these days and her trachea was blocked by phlegm.

I quickly got up and went to the bedside. Mrs. Sang was opening her mouth and breathing heavily, as if she couldn't breathe.

I lowered my head and played with my fingers, because the room was quiet. Suddenly I heard some strange sounds coming from Mrs. sang.

There were six cans at that time, and soon only the last one was left. I would like to tell him that drinking too much is not good, but what kind of identity do I say that?

The room was quiet except for the sound of him dropping empty beer cans on the floor.

I sat looking at him stupidly: he occasionally raised his eyelids to look at me, but most of them were immersed in his own emotions.

Soon there were several empty beer cans at his feet. Maybe he had been drinking a lot in the past two years, and the amount of wine became larger. He didn't look drunk.

With that, he put the beer can to his mouth and drank half of it at a time.

He held the beer in the air for a few seconds, then took it back and said, ”I forget you are a nurse, and occasionally I want someone to drink with me.”

When he opened the third can, he suddenly handed it to me. I was stunned and didn't pick it up. I waved my hand in a hurry.

He just sat on the couch and drank two cans of beer without eating anything.