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Chapter 398: Chapter 308: Tricky Silk – Takeout (Please Subscribe, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)_3

After a series of necessary checks, Doctor Li told Meng Yongshou that there was nothing seriously wrong with either of the women’s health, but it seemed that Meng Tingting had eaten something wrong and was experiencing nausea. He could prepare some medicine on site to help her digest.

Returning to the car to bring over the medicine, Doctor Li left.

Meng Tingting, following his instructions, took two pills at a time. Not long after taking the medicine, her stomach suddenly began to churn violently, and in less than ten minutes, she was vomiting messily.

The vomit startled everyone, except for Meng Hang, who appeared very calm, displaying an attitude that nothing could disgust him now.

But in Meng Yongshou’s eyes, this boy was becoming more and more suspicious.

And in Meng Hang’s eyes, which watched his old dad, were likewise filled with scrutiny and suspicion.

Soon, the takeout they had ordered arrived one after the other, Meng Yongshou looked at his stir-fried rice noodles with extra chicken legs, Meng Hang looked at his beef noodles with an added marinated egg, father and son were both bewildered.

However, Meng Tingting, having just vomited not long ago, assumed it was something the two had bought for her and, without a second thought, started eating happily.

At this time, Pan Ya went towards the master bedroom’s bathroom. She normally paid a lot of attention to grooming, and now with her hair in a mess, she needed to take good care of it.

When asked if he had called the Exorcist, Meng Yongshou said he had pulled some strings so there would be no need to wait in line, and the Exorcist should arrive soon to deal with the situation.

Pan Ya’s heart settled, and after entering the bathroom, she washed her face with warm water and then picked up the comb to start Combing Hair, organizing her disheveled hair.

Meng Yongshou, not entirely at ease, cautioned Meng Tingting not to mess up the bedroom carpet while eating and followed into the bathroom of the bedroom.

Catching a glimpse of Pan Ya Combing Hair, he went to the toilet, lifted the lid, and began to urinate.

Pan Ya glanced back at him but said nothing.

Not long after, Meng Yongshou, who was urinating, spoke, “Fix yourself up and rest a bit more, I’ll call you when the Exorcist arrives.”

Pan Ya didn’t answer.

Meng Yongshou looked at her sideways and asked again, “Is your head still feeling dizzy?”

Pan Ya still didn’t answer, just kept Combing Hair continuously.

Meng Yongshou had now developed a conditioned reflex; sensing something was off, he panicked inside, shook off the last few drops, pulled up his pants, and pressed the toilet flush button.

“Wife?”

Pan Ya was still facing the mirror Combing Hair, ignoring him.

Through the mirror, Meng Yongshou could see Pan Ya’s expression was calm, watching her reflection, composedly brushing her hair.

She couldn’t have failed to hear him speak and, if she had heard, she wouldn’t just ignore him.

The more flustered Meng Yongshou became, the less he dared approach Pan Ya. He stood his ground, the spot closest to the bathroom door; if something was amiss, he would choose to run, just like before, and then figure out what to do.

Just then, Pan Ya, who had been silent this whole time, suddenly paused the comb, as if she had reached a knot, getting stuck.

However, instead of carefully combing through again, she gripped the comb tightly and pulled down with all her might.

Because of the excessive force, her head was pulled askew by the action, yet she did not cease.

“Pan Ya, what are you doing?” Meng Yongshou was terrified by the scene.

He believed if the pulling continued, the next moment could be very horrifying.

Just as the thought struck him, there was a sound of something tearing.

Meng Yongshou shuddered.

…

Pan Ya had already finished grooming her hair, she set the comb down, turned her head, and noticed Meng Yongshou was still urinating.

“How much water did you drink?” Pan Ya picked up a box of moisturizer, squeezed some onto her hand, and started applying it while questioning.

Meng Yongshou didn’t respond, with only the sound of urination continuing.

Surprised, Pan Ya turned around again to see Meng Yongshou had finished urinating and was reaching out to press the flush button but suddenly stopped, motionless.

Her heartbeat inexplicably started to quicken and after hesitating, she turned and called out softly to Meng Yongshou, “Yongshou?”

Meng Yongshou turned around, looking at her expressionlessly.

“What are you doing?” asked Pan Ya.

“So… thirsty.”

These two words were squeezed out of Meng Yongshou’s mouth, then he knelt in front of the toilet, plunging his head into it, with the sound of loud gulping following.

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