Your Excellency, I love you!

At this time, the servant also came out of the room when he heard the movement, "Master, what's wrong with Young Mistress?"

Although Mo Shiche's handsome face was still calm, he could see that he was full of anxiety, "She keeps throwing up, it should be because the child is not feeling well, I'll take her to the hospital, you wait at home for a call."

keep throwing up?

The servant hurriedly said, "Master, young mistress should have morning sickness, so she doesn't need to go to the hospital."

Mo Shiche's face was still sullen when he heard the words, "But she vomited in pain and her face turned red. Could it be that there are other problems?"

The servant, "...Everyone will turn red when they vomit, right? You put the young mistress on the sofa first, it will make her feel even more uncomfortable if you hold her like this."

Mo Shiche was not at ease at first, but when he heard the word "uncomfortable", he put Luo Qiangwei on the sofa temporarily.

He squatted aside, held her hand, and stroked her lower abdomen with his hand, "Does it hurt?"

"..." Luo Qiangwei said with her eyes closed, weakly, "I just vomited, why would I have a stomachache?"

Mo Shiche pursed his lips, not knowing what to say to comfort her, but his brows were still furrowed, "It's fine if it doesn't hurt, and if it hurts, just tell me right away."

The servant quickly came out of the kitchen, holding a cup of hot water soaked in sliced ​​ginger, helped Luo Qiangwei to drink some, and let her have a slice of ginger in her mouth.

Turning his head and seeing the man next to him staring at Luo Qiangwei, looking as if the world would collapse at any moment, the servant was stunned for a moment, and explained with a smile, "Young Master, don't be nervous, it's normal for pregnant women to vomit. There will be more or less, and the young lady should belong to the severe morning sickness."

severe?

Mo Shiche immediately put on a handsome face, "What will happen if it is serious? Will it affect her and the fetus? What kind of treatment is needed?"

The servant said, "...Young master who can't, it's just that young mistress works a little harder and can throw up whatever she eats, but she still needs to eat, the fetus needs nutrition."

Mo Shiche stopped talking, but he was obviously nervous, his eyes were still fixed on Luo Qiangwei.

Ginger slices were really effective, Luo Qiangwei soon felt more comfortable, leaned on the sofa to rest, Mo Shiche felt relieved when he saw this, stood up and took his mobile phone to make a call outside, "Doctor Lin, it's me..."

The servant looked at his back and couldn't help laughing, "Young mistress, the young master is really nervous about you. He usually has no expression on what he says. Just now I saw that he was so nervous that he almost didn't tremble. I'm afraid you will have something to do with the child." error."

Luo Qiangwei didn't speak, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Mo Shiche came back quickly after making the phone call. Obviously, he had asked the doctor to rest assured. He bent over and picked up the soft woman on the sofa, and walked towards the dining table.

As soon as Luo Qiangwei smelled the food, she couldn't stand it, and struggled to get down, "I don't want to eat..."

"Hey, the doctor said you should eat a little bit, otherwise it will be bad for you and the fetus." Mo Shiche hugged her and sat down at the dining table, letting her sit on his lap, "Just eat a little rice and meat, okay?" good?"

"No, I won't eat..." Luo Qiangwei vomited uncomfortably and became depressed, she bit her lip and beat him, "Let me go, I can't eat, you are not allowed to hug me..."

"Then just drink soup, how about a bowl of chicken soup?" Mo Shiche put his arms around her waist, lowered his head and pressed his thin lips against her face, "A small bowl, I will bring your mother to see you tomorrow."

When the word "mother" was mentioned, Luo Qiangwei paused obviously and stopped struggling, but lowered her eyelashes, looking extremely aggrieved. Mo Shiche kissed her face with a loving and gentle tone, "Good girl, just a little If you have too many bowls, hit me, huh?"