C13 I'll Help You Find It

Chapter Thirteen I'll find it for you

His heart was filled with despair and irritation, but he still got up to see Soong Zihee. Soong Zihee was vomiting so much that he was drained of energy. He even vomited out everything, whether he was retching or not.

"How is it? Should I send you to the hospital?"

He couldn't keep puking like this. Just as he was about to go in to help him up, Soong Zihee slammed the bathroom door with his hands over his nose.

"Scram!" Scram! I feel disgusted the moment I smell you. Get lost! "

"I don't smell like foxes, nor did I roll around in the pit of excrement. I was wondering, what do you have to be disgusted with me for!"

"Scram!"

"Fine, fine, fine. I can't afford to offend you."

Soong Zihee had no possibility of remarriage. Lee Geng knew that it was useless for him to stand here and went downstairs dejectedly.

"What do you think? Have you two made up?"

The old lady was filled with anticipation. The couple didn't have a deep relationship with each other. They didn't seem to be having a good time either. Even if they were to shut the door, it would be fine.

"I threw up. Auntie, you should go up and see him.

"Aiyo, aiyo, this is amazing."

Old Auntie quickly ran upstairs, Soong Zihee almost fell into the toilet bowl when he vomited. His face was covered in cold sweat as if he had been bathed in water and was about to stand up by the wall. His legs were going to go limp.

Lee Geng, who was looking on from the outside but couldn't help, suddenly realized something. It wasn't that Soong Zihee couldn't have physical contact with anyone, he could rely on his old aunt very naturally, so the one Soong Zihee couldn't touch was him, Lee Geng?

He didn't reject others, but only Lee Geng?

Lee Geng suddenly felt that divorce was actually a type of release.

Auntie held a glass of water for Soong Zihee and rinsed her mouth to brush her teeth. Soong Zihee laid down on the bed with shaky steps and covered his head with a blanket.

"Opening the windows to air the air, the smell is too disgusting, too disgusting."

A vague sound rang out. He was already shivering, and was still thinking about the bad air in the room.

When he appeared beside Soong Zihee, Soong Zihee was disgusted by him.

It was useless for Lee Geng to say anything now. He was also starting to feel disheartened.

"Auntie, if Zihee's still not feeling well, call me and take him to the hospital. "About that, I'm leaving."

"I'm not sending you off."

Lee Geng left in despair.

Auntie opened all the windows in the room to air. No matter how cold the northwest wind was, it took Soong Zihee at least ten minutes to stretch his head out.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Auntie, I'm hungry."

"Then lie down. Auntie will make you something to eat." Don't move. "

The old auntie quickly went to the kitchen. Soong Zihee opened the drawer and ate some medicine, then lied down on the pillow. After half an hour, his heart didn't beat much as it jumped out of his mouth. His hand no longer trembled as he took out his phone.

"Old Qi, I want to change to a different therapist."

"Why is your voice so hollow?"

"He vomited."

"Any discomfort?"

Old Qi quickly asked.

"I'm fine."

Soong Zihee rolled over.

"The psychiatrist you found is useless. Help me find another one."

"These two years, you've almost looked through all of the doctors in our heart. Forget it, I'll look for one for you." Call me if you feel any discomfort. Don't try to hold it in. "

"Yes, I know."

Soong Zihee took a deep breath. Luckily, his hands and feet were weak and he had no other symptoms. He got up and closed the window and changed the quilt, making him feel much more comfortable. His auntie also brought him a bowl of easily digestible noodles and ate a few mouthfuls of it.

"Auntie, let's really go to the matchmaking center tomorrow."

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. Let's eat and sleep."

Soong Zihee ate half a bowl before his aunt went downstairs to pack up.

Since Soong Zihee was asleep, Lee Geng couldn't really be at ease when he returned to his apartment. The only thing he was worried about was that something might happen to Soong Zihee.

"Are you feeling better? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"He ate a bowl of noodles and went to sleep. "It's fine, it's much better now."

Only then did Lee Geng's heart calm down.

"Auntie, look at him. If anything's wrong, call me. If nothing happens to him, then don't go out. "

"At dinner, I was still talking about going to the matchmaking office tomorrow."

"Is he done for?"

Did he really get angry and hit his butt without changing his mind? This is a dead end.

How could he not be noisy after getting married for so many years. He had always listened to Soong Zihee when quarrelling. No matter how ugly his words were, Soong Zihee would not fight back no matter how many punches he threw at him. If he was really angry, he would carry Soong Zihee up and throw him into the cabinet, not allowing him to come out. They really started fighting anxiously, completely covering Soong Zihee from inside out and then giving him a few light slaps.

Now that this trick was useless, Soong Zihee was determined to find the second spring.

"You two, what are you making a ruckus for?" "He's still too young."

No matter what, Soong Zihee didn't want to get it over with. He was going to look for the second spring in a fight. Whether it was out of revenge, eager to get rid of his current situation, or wanting to find someone to live a good life with, something bad was definitely going to happen if this went on.

Alright, let's find him. Isn't it just the second spring? Wasn't it just to find a next person? If he were to continue making a ruckus like this, it would be fine if he wasn't a chicken head or mushroom leg. If he was a person, then it would be fine.

Let's see what you can find out.

I'll help you find it.

Lee Geng smashed his phone, clenched his teeth and made this decision.