When the pregnant wife frowned due to morning sickness, the whole family of the tycoon took turns co

With the room lights off, An Xiaoyue couldn't see Fu Shengyang's expression.

Fu Shengyang stopped kissing her neck and asked her, unsure of what to do, "Then what should we do?"

An Xiaoyue interpreted the flustered tone as a sign of being frightened.

When it comes to physical health, it's natural to be afraid.

She patted Fu Shengyang's hand on his waist and said gently, "It's alright. Assistant Instructor Leng, his father, and grandfather already have a prescription for the antidote. When you have time, you can also go to Zhongkangtang to have your pulse checked and drink some Chinese medicine."

"I don't want it," Fu Shengyang refused. "Chinese medicine is too bitter and doesn't taste good."

Why would a grown man be afraid to drink Chinese medicine? Doesn't life taste even worse than Chinese medicine?

"Eating something sweet will make the bitterness go away."

"Isn't there any other way? Since it's that kind of drug, can't we just do it a few more times? Didn't it only take one time back then?"

"Cough cough~" An Xiaoyue choked on her saliva.

At this moment, she was being held intimately in Fu Shengyang's arms as they discussed matters between husband and wife.

She hadn't originally planned to reveal any detoxification methods other than taking traditional Chinese medicine, but Fu Shengyang was so clever that he came up with one himself.

Fu Shengyang's tone was so serious that she wouldn't even think of anything inappropriate, and simply answered according to his words.

"I'm pregnant, so I can't give you the detox right now."

"The doctor at my prenatal checkup said it's okay to be gentle."

As he finished speaking, An Xiaoyue sensed something amiss behind her.

This was the first time she had faced such a situation, and her whole body tensed up, afraid to make a move.

Fu Shengyang sensed her sudden stiffness and a sly smile, like a big bad wolf who had succeeded, curled up at the corners of his lips.

She has no romantic experience; even the slightest touch of lips can leave her speechless.

His wife is so funny that he can't help but want to tease her.

His voice carried a hint of amusement, "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"I'm not ready yet," An Xiaoyue replied softly.

Fu Shengyang smoothed her short hair around her ears, revealing the delicate outline of her ears.

His fingers touched his ear bones intentionally or unintentionally, and the "rustling" friction sound reached his cochlea.

His hands seemed to control the switches of An Xiaoyue's body.

He stroked her gently, and An Xiaoyue felt warmth spreading through her body, her temperature rising steadily.

She tried to lift the covers, but as soon as she moved, her earlobe was suddenly sucked.

"Ah~" she gasped softly, her face burning with embarrassment.

Fu Shengyang asked her, "When will you be ready, wife?"

The next second, he increased his force.

"Hmm~"

When had An Xiaoyue ever suffered such intense torment? Completely powerless to resist, a soft moan escaped her throat.

Her soft, sticky voice trembled, unlike her usual gentle and soft-spoken manner, making it sound particularly agonizing.

An Xiaoyue bit her lip in embarrassment, "I don't know."

She had barely finished speaking when her face was turned away and her lips were sealed with an urgent kiss.

She wanted to say no now, but Fu Shengyang's kiss was domineering and passionate.

An Xiaoyue clumsily lost her composure, and her soft, fragmented sounds were lost in the babbling brook.

Fortunately, Fu Shengyang did not take any further action.

After a long, deep kiss, the two, panting softly, nestled together to calm their racing hearts.

"We can take it slow, okay?" he coaxed and lied in a hoarse voice.

An Xiaoyue's thoughts were in a daze, and she was unable to think clearly. She didn't understand what he was saying and just answered "okay".

Fu Shengyang gave her a light, fleeting kiss before letting her go to sleep.

The consequence of excessive mental exertion during the day for studying and preparing for exams is that I sleep very well at night.

On the afternoon of the day the final exam results were released, An Xiaoyue received an interview notice from Zhongkangtang.

She happily shared the news with An Jiaren, dancing with joy in front of her mother.

"I can meet medical giants, and if all goes well, I can even observe their diagnostic process of observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation. I can learn a lot from them. That would be wonderful."

She had always known that her daughter was studious.

It's just the Leng family...

An Jiaren immediately denied her own thoughts, saying that she couldn't prevent her daughter from doing what she liked just because she was afraid of being discovered.

Look at her now, so happy and cheerful, she's such a happy little girl.

She supports her daughter's happiness as long as she is happy.

"For the interview, just wear a low-cut cotton shirt, a sweater vest, and a wool trench coat. It doesn't have to be too formal."

If her daughter wanted to do something, she would help her come up with ideas and fully support her.

"Mom, do I need to put on makeup?" She had previously had many part-time job interviews and found that the makeup required for different positions was quite different.

"No need, just be clean and neat."

"Then I'll wear it as Mom said."

An Jiaren's eyes were filled with happiness; this flower was truly radiant.

I originally thought that since my child was studying clinical medicine, it wouldn't be related to our family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.

Who knew she would become so fascinated by traditional Chinese medicine in college?

Fate is like the wind; she was just a wisp of willow catkin, scattered by the wind.

The wind blows her wherever it takes her; she has nowhere to hide and no power to resist.

When Dad and the eldest brother see Xiaoyue, will they notice that she resembles the second brother in terms of bone structure?

According to Fu Wantang, her second brother should be returning to China soon.

She couldn't control it, so she could only let things take their course.

An Xiaoyue didn't tell Fu Shengyang about the interview.

She wasn't a student majoring in Traditional Chinese Medicine, so she didn't know the abilities of her classmates from the other two majors.

Even if you get an interview with the title of first place, you are not guaranteed an internship opportunity.

So, even if we don't talk about it, Fu Shengyang won't know if we fail.

She only told Fu Shengyang after she passed the interview, so that she would leave a very good impression on him.

On the day of the interview, An Xiaoyue saw Fu Shengyang off to work.

I went to change my clothes, checked my resume again to make sure it was correct, and then printed and bound it.

Shang Qi asked her why she wanted to go to Zhongkangtang.

An Xiaoyue said, "It's a secret. You can't tell him, or the surprise will be ruined."

Shang Qi knew that the young master and young mistress's relationship was getting better and better. Whenever the young mistress was at home, she could see the young master following her everywhere.

She assumed the young mistress was preparing some kind of surprise, so she didn't inform the young master, thus breaking the mystery.

Zhongkangtang is located in a traditional courtyard house, decorated in a simple and elegant style. You can smell the fragrance of Chinese medicine as you stand in the courtyard.

When I called, I asked her to come for an interview, but I didn't mention a time or place.

An Xiaoyue caught a gentle and elegant aunt and questioned her in detail.

"Hello teacher, I'm a student here for an internship interview. Could you tell me which floor the interview is on?"

Fang Mei noticed the protruding belly under her coat. "On the second floor, in the Vermilion Bird Hall."

An Xiaoyue bowed slightly, "Thank you, teacher."

She doesn't mind people staring at her stomach.

She knew this day would come when she decided to keep the child.

Teachers and classmates will notice that she is pregnant, they will be curious about her life, and some classmates may even gossip.

But she is herself. She doesn't live by anyone else's words. She only asks herself if she is happy.

What matters is her feelings; she feels happy to be able to experience different lives with Luck.

An Xiaoyue followed the directions her teacher had given her and headed to the Vermilion Bird Hall.

The door was open, and there were already people inside.

The elderly man with silver hair sat upright, his face clean and smooth, without wrinkles or age spots.

His sharp gaze fell on An Xiaoyue, scrutinizing her calmly and keenly.

An Xiaoyue bowed gracefully, "Greetings, Academician Leng."

Leng Shide was not surprised at all, after all, his face had recently appeared on national news.

It's normal to recognize it.

This also shows that she pays attention to news and events related to traditional Chinese medicine.

He gestured to An Xiaoyue, "Sit down."

"Academician Leng, this is my resume for the interview." She handed over her resume and quietly sat down to the side.

An Xiaoyue wasn't nervous at first, but when she sat on the only stool in the room and looked at Academician Leng Shide across from her...

Even in the quiet space, facing each other like this, her heart still raced uncontrollably.