Because of the possibility of hemolysis, Xiarong actively received treatment. For her, this child is not only the continuation of her life, but also the witness of her feelings with Shen Mocheng. If it wasn't for pregnancy, Xia Rong and Shen Mocheng would have kept their own life.

At night in the living room, Xia Rong sits on the sofa, looking at the strong taste of traditional Chinese medicine, covering her mouth for a moment of nausea. After taking traditional Chinese medicine for two days in a row, Xia Rong only felt a wave of turbulence in her stomach. Take a deep breath. Xiarong takes up the traditional Chinese medicine and gulps it down.

Just drink, then a burst of nausea and vomiting. Shen Mocheng came down from the upstairs and saw that she was suffering. He twisted his eyebrows: "is it still suffering? If not, only the serum titer has the same effect. "

Xia Rong shook his head, took the glass and gulped it over: "I'll be fine. The doctor said it's better to take both measures. Then listen to the doctor. Anyway, I want to have a healthy baby. "

Listen to her words, Shen Mocheng can't help but feel distressed. Xia Rong was very concerned about the child from the beginning“ If I can't hold on, I'll give up. I'll find the best doctor to keep my child healthy. " Shen Mo Cheng exhorted.

Raising a warm smile, Xia Rong said sweetly, "well, I know. Mo Cheng, you are the best. I believe you can take good care of our mother and son. You hurry up and don't worry about me. I'll be fine after a rest. "

Shen Mo Cheng did not speak, patted her on the head, and then went to the kitchen. When Xia Rong took a break and opened her eyes, she only put a Matcha cake in front of her meeting. He turned his head and saw Shen Mocheng carrying water upstairs.

Looking at the Matcha cake, Xia Rong picked it up and gently scooped a small mouthful into the mouth. In an instant, the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine was replaced by the sweetness of milk and Matcha. Raising the corner of her mouth, Xia Rong laughs foolishly. His concern is always shown inadvertently.

In the evening, Xia Ronggang came out of the living room and happened to meet Shen Mocheng“ What are you doing? " Shen Mocheng spoke in a low voice.

"I'm a little hungry. I want to go downstairs to find something to eat." Xia Rong explained.

Smell speech, Shen Mo Cheng looked at the watch, eyebrow twist: "already 11 o'clock, this point eat don't digest."

Covering her stomach, Xia Rong said pitifully, "but you can't make the little guy hungry, can you?"

Looking at her blinking eyes, Shen Mocheng was silent for a moment. Then he said, "ten minutes."

Huh? Xia Rong doesn't understand to look at him, haven't waited for her to ask exit, then see Shen Mo Cheng calmly turn around.

Ten minutes later, Xia Rong came downstairs and finally understood what he meant. There are two bowls of delicious wonton on the table. It looks delicious.

"You did it?" Xia Rong is unbelievable.

Shen Mo Cheng did not answer, but simply replied: "don't eat too much, just pad your stomach, I'll take a shower." With that, Shen Mocheng smelled the fumes and then walked upstairs.

Sitting down at the table, Xia Rong picked up the spoon and slowly took a mouthful of wonton. Looking at the vegetables and laver floating above, Xia Rong grinned: "I didn't expect that he would cook, or cook for me."

At this moment, she thought it was the best wonton she had ever eaten.

The feeling of happiness surrounded her, and Xia Rong felt that her happiness had just come. But on the other hand, she felt that such happiness was not real. The relationship between them has changed a lot and has made rapid progress. It's not what she thinks. The relationship should be gradual.

"I don't know whether Mo Cheng is good to me because he likes me or because of his children." Xia Rong murmured to herself.

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