She had a stomachache, and then Tang Yichen found out and ran with her in his arms.
Then, she was unaware.
By the way, kid!
"Tang Yichen, our child..."
"The child is okay." Tang Yichen raised his head and kissed his warm face, "Why don't you tell me if you are not feeling well?"
The anger in Tang Yichen's heart stopped at the mention of this incident.
Just because she kept not talking, she almost hurt herself and her child.
Warm eyes reddened, staring at Tang Yichen eagerly, "I'm sorry, I just don't want you to worry about it."
She didn't have time to care about her grandfather during the time she was born at home.
Seeing the warm and pitiful look, Tang Yichen's heart instantly softened.
He stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the warm corners of his eyes and forehead, and said in a low voice, "Why are you crying? Did I call you the wrong one?"
Although Tang Yichen looked fierce, his voice was so gentle that he couldn't hear any blame.
"No." Warm sniffed, and replied weakly.
"Fortunately, you and the child are fine, otherwise I—" Tang Yichen paused in the middle of speaking, and looked at him warmly and curiously.
how about it
"I just—" Tang Yichen couldn't tell why, this girl was so sure that he wouldn't dare to take her.
What else can he do, if something happens to her, the ghost knows what he will do...
"Are you hungry?"
Tang Yichen's conversation turned, he really didn't do anything with this little woman.
Warmly shook his head, "I don't want to eat."
She had a long and long dream just now. There were her parents, Tang Yichen and her children in the dream.
But among everyone, she could only see Tang Yichen's face clearly, and could not see the rest.
Tang Yichen turned on his mobile phone and sent a text message to Jiulong.
Within five minutes, Jiulong hurriedly opened the door with his lunch box.
He hurriedly glanced at Tang Yichen in a panic, then lowered his head to look at the time at his hand, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it was just ten minutes.
"Big Shao, the nutritious meal you want."
Jiulong handed over the lunch box respectfully with both hands.
Tang Yichen opened it, and when he saw the food inside, he felt nauseous.
The warmth suffocated, looking at Tang Yichen pitifully, "I don't want to eat, really, I'm not hungry at all."
Tang Yichen gave a warm glance, ignoring what she said, "Be good, open your mouth."
Warm the whole face wrinkled into a ball, "I—"
"If you don't eat, the baby won't eat it?" Tang Yichen played the trump card, and saw the warm expression soften as expected, he looked at the lunch box hesitantly.
Opening his mouth slowly, Tang Yichen took a spoonful of black-bone chicken soup at ease when he saw that the warmth was so behaved.
Warm frowned and opened his mouth.
However, the chicken soup was just imported, and the intense discomfort in the stomach just got worse.
"Well… "
The warmth couldn't hold back, and he vomited out directly.
Tang Yichen's entire face was dark, because he vomited out the warmth, and he vomited all on Tang Yichen's suit jacket.
Warm lay on the bed, uncomfortable and retching, but couldn't vomit anything in his stomach.
Tang Yichen looked at her uncomfortable look, wherever she could take care of her clothes, threw down the bowl, and immediately went to see the warmth.
Regarding Tang Yichen's abnormality, Jiulong was already familiar with it, and his face was indifferent.
Tears came out from the warmth, and the needle on the back of his hand didn't know when it was removed.
"What's wrong? It's uncomfortable?" Tang Yichen asked with a cold face.
Because she was pregnant, the doctor didn't dare to give her medicine. If she wanted to recover as soon as possible, she had to rely on food.