He immediately stood up and ran to the side, holding his chest and started coughing.
For a moment, the only sound in the entire restaurant was Ning Miaomiao's coughing.
Ms. Zhong was stunned for a moment, and quickly went to pour a glass of water for Ning Miaomiao. Luo Yue looked at her silly brother coldly and went to help.
Luo Yang sighed: "I'm a doctor, let me come too..." to help.
Before he could finish his words, he was pinned to the spot by Luo Yue's gaze.
At the same time, he felt a chill on his back.
Why?
Luo Yang turned around with a stiff face and saw Brother Feng looking at him expressionlessly, but he didn't seem angry.
But Luo Yang, who had known Brother Feng for a long time and was very familiar with him, knew in despair that Brother Feng's eyes and expression clearly expressed one meaning: I will deal with you later.
Luo Yang: QAQ, no, he finally has some time to relax!
Why do we have to start the devil training again?
But no one will stand on her side now.
Ning Miaomiao only felt a burning sensation in her throat and her entire trachea was very uncomfortable. Drinking some water only provided some relief.
Fortunately, Luo Yue handed over a medicine. Ning Miaomiao didn't pay attention to what the medicine was. Her eyes were blurred with tears and she couldn't see anything clearly. She ate whatever Ms. Zhong fed her.
The effect of this medicine was immediate. As soon as Ning Miaomiao drank it, her throat felt much more comfortable. She coughed violently twice and finally coughed out the stuff that had choked her trachea.
But at this time, there were already traces of tears on her face and her eyes were red.
She turned to look at Luo Yue: "Thank you."
This pitiful look made Luo Yue unable to help but be more gentle. She tried to lower her voice: "It was my brother who scared you. I should have been responsible for you."
Ning Miaomiao just smiled.
Ms. Zhong took out a small warm towel from somewhere and started wiping Ning Miaomiao's face.
Originally, Ning Miaomiao's eyes were the only ones that blushed, but now her neck was red too: "Aunt Zhong, I can do it myself."
"It's okay." Ms. Zhong quickly wiped away the tears on her face and asked worriedly, "What happened to you just now? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Not really." Ning Miaomiao hesitated and didn't say anything.
Luo Yue was not so polite: "Did Luo Yang scare you?"
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm your brother!" Luo Yang wanted to emphasize, but he felt a little guilty.
He didn't seem to do anything.
"It's just... I'm a bit sensitive about calling her Lin Daiyu. I've heard of this person before in stories, so I was shocked just now." Ning Miaomiao was still a little embarrassed. "Actually, it's none of his business."
"Can we still eat?" Ms. Zhong asked.
"Yes." Ning Miaomiao's throat had completely healed by this time. She touched her throat and exclaimed, "What was that potion just now? It seems to be working very well."
"It's just a recovery potion." Luo Yue said lightly.
Ning Miaomiao tilted her head and suddenly asked, "What level?"
"upscale."
Ning Miaomiao: “…”
She raised her voice in disbelief: "I just choked. Can you give me the advanced recovery potion?"
Luo Yue not only took it for granted, but also stated calmly: "Choking can be serious or minor. You clearly choked on your trachea just now. If it's not resolved, it could seriously put you in danger."
"A cultivator is certainly more important than a high-level potion."
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