In particular, Beth had eaten this kind of porridge for three days in a row, five or six times a day. As soon as she saw the bowl, she wanted to vomit subconsciously.
"Can I stop eating?"
Krista sighed, "Beth, listen to me. Dr. Simon said... "
Hearing Krista mention Dr. Simon, Beth felt sicker.
As soon as the door was pushed open, a small corner of white robe was exposed. Beth pushed Krista in a hurry and said, "All right, all right. I can eat by myself. Krista, you can go back now."
Krista glared at Beth and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to drive me away?"
Beth kept winking at Krista.
'Isn't it said that twins are telepathic?
Why is Krista so stupid that she doesn't understand my intention at all?'
Simon had already come over.
He greeted Krista with a smile. "Miss. Krista." The smile made Beth speechless.
Krista turned around and smiled knowingly, "Dr. Simon. Well, I just wanted to visit you."
Simon was surprised. "What? Visit me? What's the matter?"
"I want to ask you something." Krista continued with a smile, "How is Beth now? Can she go home?"
Disappointment seemed to be written all over Simon's face. "Yes, she has almost recovered. I'll arrange a gastroscopy for her tomorrow. If there is no big problem, she can leave the hospital."
Krista was happy after hearing his words.
She looked back at Beth and said, "That's great. Mom doesn't have to worry about you anymore. Listen, you have to eat on time from now on and don't drink in the bar. Otherwise
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bag with the name of the hospital was lying next to her.
Her family didn't come to pick her up. Simon finished all the procedures for her and brought the medicine to her.
Even if he was so attentive to her just because he wanted to see her sister, he did help her a lot. But she fooled him...
Beth lowered her eyes.
What about now?
Should she turn around and apologize to him?
She wouldn't!
She pouted.
Anyway, she would never meet this man again. Forget it!
It's no big deal.
She stretched herself.
She could forget everything...
A month passed unconsciously.
The weather was getting hotter, and Beth, who was staying at home, became more and more irritable.
She didn't have any inspiration.
More and more paintings were torn off at her feet.
She had been unable to draw a single piece of painting for a month, and the owner of the gallery that was linked to her had called to urge her to send the new work over in the next two days.
In fact, selling paintings depended on luck.
If someone liked a painting, he would naturally buy it. If no one liked it, it was possible to be covered with dust after being hung on the wall for several months.
Normally, Beth could draw several pieces of good paintings a month, which were always sold well.
But this month, she couldn't...
She sighed.
If she didn't send a painting to the owner of the gallery as soon as possible, the owner would break up the cooperation with her in the future, which would be even worse.