Song Qiluo added some more embellishments, and only after seeing Su Luo shed tears again did she leave the room satisfied.
Su Luo was filled with deep guilt.
Completely unable to extricate myself.
He thought he would no longer feel guilty; he had clearly come to terms with it.
But this time, he really couldn't convince himself.
Although he was hallucinating at the time, his desire to kill Song Lingshan was real.
But this guilt did not last long.
After daybreak, Song Qiluo, along with Dr. Du, tied him to a movie theater seat again, gave him an injection to induce vomiting, and forced him to look at photos of Ozawa Nami.
The guilt that Su Luo felt was instantly swallowed up by the churning in her stomach.
"vomit……"
Upon seeing that Su Luo was about to vomit, Song Qiluo immediately instructed Dr. Du.
"Quick, he's about to throw up, you better catch him!"
"well."
Dr. Du immediately picked up the trash can and placed it near Su Luo's mouth.
"vomit……"
Splash! Splash!
The disgusting vomit fell into a clean bucket.
Song Qiluo frowned in disgust. It smelled awful, like fermented swill. She pinched her nose with her hand.
Oh shit!
That's disgusting! The task my sister assigned me is way too much of a burden.
Yesterday, my sister just kept watching Su Luo vomit like that.
How did she manage to hold back? And she remembered that when her sister carried Su Luo downstairs, her face was full of joy.
It seems my sister's romantic obsession is unmatched.
Dr. Du caught a glimpse of Song Qiluo's utterly disgusted expression and sighed inwardly.
Fortunately, Song Qiluo is a normal person; she feels disgusted and repulsed. Song Lingshan, on the other hand, is completely abnormal.
Su Luo vomited for a while.
Song Qiluo couldn't hold it in any longer and stuck her head into the trash can to vomit with Su Luo.
The two vomited rhythmically, without stopping for a moment.
Before long, the trash cans were almost full.
Dr. Du's face turned pale: "???!!"
No, it was disgusting enough that Su Luo was vomiting alone, but Song Qiluo had to vomit with him, which made him want to vomit too.
No, he's going to throw up too, that would be so unprofessional.
Dr. Du held her breath, pursed her lips, and forced herself not to vomit.
But acid reflux still rises up in my throat.
He forced himself to swallow it down with a gulp.
These days, money is hard to earn, and life is tough. Getting three million is no easy feat.
One hour later.
Treatment completed.
Su Luo and Song Qiluo were both so exhausted from vomiting that they collapsed weakly in their chairs.
It seems that it wasn't just Su Luo who was suffering; Song Qiluo also seemed to have been healed.
Dr. Du was unable to care for both of them at the same time, so he called the nanny, and the two of them helped Su Luo and Song Qiluo to their respective rooms.
Song Qiluo returned to her room, lay down for a while, and then laboriously reached out to pick up her phone from the bedside table to call her sister.
The call was answered quickly.
My sister's hoarse voice came through the receiver.
"Qiluo, what's wrong?"
Song Qiluo said weakly, "Sister, you've really put me in this situation. I'm going to throw up. It's so disgusting. How could you bear to let me do something like this?"
Song Lingshan asked, puzzled.
Why did you vomit?
Song Qiluo wailed, "No, I saw Su Luo vomiting so disgustingly, I couldn't help but vomit too. I really don't understand how you managed to hold it in?"
"Where do you feel nauseous? We didn't give you a shot to induce vomiting. I think you're just too delicate. You'll get used to it after a while."
Song Lingshan didn't feel disgusted at all; on the contrary, she felt very excited. The thought that after the treatment was over, Su Luo would completely hate and stay away from Ozawa Nami made her extremely happy.
"Me? Me, being delicate? Forget it, I'm not talking to you anymore, just let me get angry!"
Song Lingshan said with a smile.
"No, wait until I'm discharged from the hospital, then I'll go shopping with you, okay?"
Song Qiluo's eyes lit up, "Really?"
My sister hasn't spent much time with me in ages; she's been completely focused on that jerk, Su Luo.
"Really, when have I ever lied to you?"
"Okay, I'll wait for you to be discharged from the hospital."
Song Qiluo sighed and hung up the phone.
But the joy only lasted a few seconds before he became angry again.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. It was all because of Su Luo that she was feeling so bad, and she even vomited bile.
So annoying, so annoying!
I had a belly full of anger with nowhere to vent it.
Song Qiluo closed her eyes, turned to her side, and squeezed the blanket tightly between her legs. Her mind involuntarily flashed images of Su Luo.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
Su Luo's room hadn't been fitted with surveillance cameras yet, so she could easily sneak in.
Huh?
Is that correct?
Just now, I was expressing my utter disdain for Su Luo.
Song Qiluo couldn't understand it. When faced with things she couldn't understand, she would simply stop thinking about them, let things take their course, and follow her heart.
So Song Qiluo immediately jumped out of bed and went to Su Luo's bedside, where Su Luo was sleeping.
She forcefully grabbed Su Luo by the ear and ordered him to go to the bathroom to take a shower with her.
Su Luo slapped her hand away and glared at her angrily.
"Are you crazy? Who wants to take a bath with a bitch like you?"
Song Qiluo's face flushed red as she spoke angrily.
"You're the one who's a slut. I'm giving you face, so don't be ungrateful."
"Get out of my sight right now, seeing you makes me want to throw up again."
Su Luo was lying. He had just vomited up everything in his stomach and didn't want to vomit anymore, but he would feel good as long as he could disgust her and make her angry.
"I still feel like throwing up, are you going to wash or not?"
Su Luo chuckled.
"Don't wash, and even if you do, don't wash with a whore."
Song Qiluo clenched her fists in anger, wanting to give him a good scolding, and gritted her teeth as she spoke.
"If you don't wash, I'll make sure that bitch you're obsessed with never leaves the hospital. Let her rot inside."
The smile on Su Luo's face froze instantly; this was his only weakness.
There was no other way but to compromise.
Without a word, she turned over and got out of bed with a cold face.
He walked into the bathroom, stood under the shower, and casually pulled Song Qiluo, who was following behind him, forcefully pinning her against the cold wall.
Turn on the shower.
Cold water gushed down, splashing onto their shoulders.
Song Qiluo screamed from the cold.
"ah!"
"It's so cold, let go of me, are you crazy? You don't need hot water to take a shower."
As she spoke, she pushed hard against Su Luo's chest and grabbed his hand that was on her shoulder.
But Su Luo didn't move an inch, and her strength seemed to have suddenly increased a lot, so Song Qiluo couldn't push her away at all.
Song Qiluo's nightgown was quickly soaked with cold water, and she shivered from the cold.
He glared at Su Luo and cursed, "You beast!"
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