Lu Man Man frowned. “What’s Wrong?”
“Nothing, I just have a cold,”Gu Xin said. “I feel nauseous.”
Lu Man Man did not pay much attention to it and nodded.
Every time Gu Xin had a cold, it would cause her to throw up. She had been used to it since she was young.
The two of them lay on the chairs and watched the sunset for a while. In the room, the waiter had already served a sumptuous dinner.
They sat at the dining table.
Gu Xin excitedly picked up her chopsticks and started eating her favorite stir-fried duck with soy sauce. Just as she picked it up, she suddenly placed it back on her small plate, “I really don’t have an appetite. This time, my stomach injury from the cold is really serious. I went to get some medicine yesterday, but it still didn’t have much of an effect.”
“Colds usually take seven days,”Lu man said as she ate.
