Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling Chapter 484: Has the actor been kicked out of the house again (25)

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"Ah, how can this be so embarrassing?"

"No need to be embarrassed, we are relatives."

"I'm really sorry to disturb Mr. Lu, I can just find a hotel to stay at——"

"Oh, but there are no shops or shops nearby. There is really no suitable hotel."

"What about a place farther away?"

The man looked even more aggrieved: "The car is almost out of gas and can't drive a few miles."

"I can take a taxi myself..."

"Oops!" The man suddenly held his stomach and showed pain on his face. Tong Su asked anxiously what happened? He showed a look of suppressing the pain and waved his hands feebly, "I have a stomach problem. I didn't eat at noon today. I didn't expect it to happen again... You can take a taxi. I don't have anyone at home. I really can't help you now. Already..."

Tong Su held the man's shoulders and pursed her lips worriedly: "You are like this now, why do you want to help me? Do you have stomach medicine? Is there a hospital nearby? I will take you to see it."

"No, no, my apartment is right in front. I can just go back and drink some hot water and sleep."

"How can you just drink hot water? Can you still drive now? Otherwise, if it's me, I'll take you home. You must at least drink some millet porridge!"

"It's the community in front..." The man looked at her pitifully, his face seemed to be a little pale from the pain, "I don't know how to make millet porridge, I just drink hot water and it will be fine. Stomach problems are an old problem for me. It’s for drinking hot water..."

"Aren't you being ridiculous!" She was angry and worried, and sighed, "I'll take you back and help you cook some porridge."

The man immediately became cheerful: "Okay!"

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The small apartment Lu Zhiyang mentioned was actually not that small, with four bedrooms, three bathrooms, and an open-air balcony.

It’s just that the house is impossibly clean, the apartment is well-decorated, and the furniture is brand new. People come to clean it frequently, and not a trace of dust has been left behind. However, the owner does not live here all year round, so it doesn’t feel like home at all. Instead, it looks like a hotel. long private room.

As soon as the man got home, he lay on the sofa and groaned, clutching his stomach as if he was weak from pain. Tong Su wanted to help him find stomach medicine, but where could it be found at home?

She said she wanted to go downstairs to buy some medicine, but he resisted and said that the owner of the nearby drugstore had no conscience and the medicine he sold was useless.

"Can you order a takeaway for me?" He looked at her weakly, looking harmless and pitiful.

"Eat less takeout. It has too many additives. Let me make some for you."

"Really? That's great, thank you!" He smiled gratefully and happily, "If it weren't for you, I would have fainted in the car from the pain. I owe you today."

"It's okay, you helped me before."

Tong Su boiled hot water for him, took out the packed millet from his suitcase, and went into the kitchen to cook porridge.

Fortunately, the kitchen was still full, and the ingredients in the refrigerator were changed every day. She chose a few light and nutritious ingredients and made a nourishing dinner.

The ingredients are simple, and Ke Tongsu’s cooking skills are excellent. The man ate it with admiration, his eyes were shining, and he didn’t look like a sick person at all.

After dinner, Lu Zhiyang seemed to be feeling much better. Tong Su wanted to wash the dishes, but he had the strength to stop her and insisted on cleaning them up himself.

Seeing that he was getting better, Tong Su said goodbye. Unexpectedly, Lu Zhiyang turned around, clutched his stomach, shouted again, and fell on the chair.

"It doesn't matter, you can go. I will put the phone next to the bed at night. If it hurts too much, I will call 120 myself..."