Chapter 1917

At the thought of this, how could Murong Mian not be excited? He felt as if he could hardly speak.

He was eager to prove it, but he was afraid that he would be disappointed.

He clenched Ji Mianmian's arm excitedly: "I'm not cold, I'm fine You can't eat that bun, so we won't eat it. What else do you think you can eat? "

Ji Mianmian wondered, why is he still strange?

She felt her shriveled stomach and said, "I'm really hungry. Maybe I came back from abroad suddenly and my stomach didn't get used to it."

Murong Mian nodded: "well, well It should be. Have some more. "

He carefully helped Ji Mianmian out of the bathroom.

Ji Mianmian watched him worry for a long time. He helped her carefully and laughed: "what's the matter with you? I just didn't taste right just now. I'm not sick. How can you be so careful?"

Murong Mian said: "I think you look very bad. I'm worried."

After the red halo on Ji Mianmian's face dispersed, he was a little pale, and looked really weak.

He helped Ji Mianmian back to the dining table to sit down and let her taste something else.

As a result, Ji Mianmian found that there were many things that her stomach didn't adapt to. This taste was not right, and that taste was not right. She was very picky about the things on a table. Besides porridge, she didn't have much to eat.

Midway through, Ji Mianmian ran to the bathroom twice, vomited in the dark, and then came out.

A meal was finished like a war. Ji Mianmian, not to mention full, went to the sofa and said, "what's the matter? Did I stay abroad and my stomach worship foreign countries?"

As a foodie, the table full of delicious food can't be eaten. Ji Mianmian has nowhere to tell about the pain.

She has never been like this since she was born. She is a very edible girl. As a result, she can't eat this and can't eat that. It's too torture.

Murong Mian is deeply distressed. He thought that Ji Mianmian's joy of pregnancy has faded. He is more reluctant to let her suffer than his child.

He gently rubbed her stomach: "afternoon to the hospital, just check."

Ji Mianmian thinks about it and nods: "OK."

She worried that she was really ill.

The others are OK. I can't eat them. It's too painful.

Murong Mian sees Ji mianmianmian's face pale, pouts her lips, and four big words are written in her eyes - I'm not full, a small face is pitiful. He can't wait to accept it for her.

"How about some fruit?"

Ji Mianmian nodded: "fruit should be OK, if fruit is not OK, then I really want to cry."

She ate three bananas at a time, which made her feel less hungry.

In the afternoon, they ran to the hospital.

First went to the cardiology department to hang up an expert number, and checked the heart.

The doctor said that it is still good, but we must pay attention to rest, do not do strenuous exercise, pay attention to keep in a good mood, if there is any discomfort, we must come to the hospital.

Murong sleep is not a big problem, Ji Mianmian finally relieved, she is most afraid of his accident.

Then, Murong Mian took Ji Mianmian to see her intestines and stomach. As a result, after the doctor asked her about her situation, he looked her up and down and asked, "are you married?"

Ji Mianmian nodded: "doctor, it has something to do with my stomach."

"Your stomach is OK."

Ji Mianmian is speechless. No problem. Why do you ask?

Doctor: "I advise you to go to the obstetrics and gynecology department upstairs."

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