The emperor's first-class concubine

Chapter 216 What kind of man

"Take a look for her, she keeps vomiting, but she can't spit anything." Mo Liren started talking before entering the room, and when he finished speaking, he had already put Mu Qianxue on the bed.

Tong Yu was originally sitting at the table where he usually made medicine, meditating, but now hearing Mo Li's voice was cold and eager, she hurriedly put away her thoughts and walked over.

Mu Qianxue lay there, rubbing her chest, still having lingering fears about what happened just now.

Want to vomit but can't vomit, it's really too scary and painful, is there anything?

That feeling is more tormenting than being beaten up...

Before she crossed over, on the eve of her wedding with Mu Qianfan, she learned of the existence of that woman, and she couldn't explain what she was thinking at the time, so she sent someone to bookmark the date of the woman and Mu Qianfan .

She went there. At that time, Mu Qianfan was eating with that woman in the box, and she was next door, but they had installed a camera in their box beforehand, and she was watching the screen next door.

She could still clearly remember that at that time, while wiping her tears, the woman cried to Mu Qianfan that it was too hard to conceive a child, and she vomited all day long, which made her want to die.

Hearing this, she felt that wasting a lot of time monitoring such a woman was the stupidest thing she had ever done in her life.

Giving birth to a child is a woman's bounden duty, but that woman actually wants to die because of such a trivial matter as vomiting. Such a cowardly woman is not worthy of her to deal with.

It was also at that time that she had already decided to run away from marriage before the wedding.

Because, after Mu Qianfan heard the woman crying, he only said one word, no, only two words, "You deserve it!"

What kind of man would say these two words to a woman who was bearing children for him?

Mu Qianfan has always been very kind to her, she will not naively think that is what Mu Qianfan looks like, people like them usually live with masks on.

far away...

Looking back now, Mu Qianxue actually focused on the vomiting.

Think about it, if in the next few months, if you have been voicing like this all the time, it is indeed... more unacceptable...

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and feeling. Watching and smelling are fine, but smelling and feeling are necessary.

Mo Li described her situation just now, and of course it was inevitable to add embellishments.

Tong Yu took the pulse silently, no longer calmly, and looked confident, "The symptoms of pregnancy vary from person to person, the degree of severity, and the length of duration are different for almost everyone."

Mo Li was annoyed, "Get to the point."

But Mu Qianxue could tell that this was paving the way for the next words...

She is depressed!
Tong Yu: "I have no choice."

Mo Li: "..."

Mu Qianxue smiled and pulled Mo Li's hand, "It's okay, Ren Ren will pass."

Mo Li glanced at Mu Qianxue's stomach sadly, "When this brat comes out, I'll take care of him for you."

Mu Qianxue smiled helplessly, and changed the topic, "What about the little idea? Get me this foodie from the kitchen. He knows how to eat all day long, so it's time for him to do something practical!"

Last time in Zuihualou, couldn't Xiaodianzi find her?
Such a good skill, how can I not make good use of it?
Tong Yu went there in person, and the people next to him didn't give up their small ideas at all.

(End of this chapter)