Voice to you: Only wives are allowed to act coquettishly

Si Yue didn't say a word, just listened carefully.

He never knew that such deep thoughts were hidden under Wen Qian's clean appearance, but hearing Wen Qian's dream actually made his blood boil inexplicably.

At first, he was engaged in the dubbing industry just to escape the control of his family, just for fun, but he did not expect to be successful. He also met Wen Qian at the seminar, and Si Yue felt that dubbing was simply his lucky star.

At the end of Wen Qian's speech, she realized that she was a little excited, so that she talked a little too much: "Remember to help me with errands."

"I can do things for you, but..." Si Yue felt that the previous salary was too little?
Wen Qian understood Si Yue's meaning through the mobile phone: "Well, I'll see you when I have time."

Wen Qian looked at her stomach, and when she was free, she didn't know when it would be.

Only then was Si Yue satisfied, glanced at the few people who were anxiously waiting to report to work, and hung up the phone reluctantly.

They also don't know who the president is calling, and they can call for so long, even turning a blind eye to urgent matters.

Unknowingly, director Chen's filming had come to an end, and Wen Qian also started dubbing. As soon as the voice came out, Wen Qian immediately found the feeling.

Only two days after the match, Wen Qian became anxious when she saw the slow progress. It wasn't her slow match, it was the people arranged by Fu Yicheng who let her go to rest as soon as the time came, but she got up late again, so the progress naturally slowed down up.

When Wen Qian was in a hurry, she suddenly felt uncomfortable in her stomach, and she started to vomit in embarrassment.

The housekeeper reported to Fu Yicheng immediately, and Fu Yicheng left the company and hurried back, because he was in such a hurry, Wen Qian saw Fu Yicheng's messy hair just as she came out of the bathroom after retching.

There was still a little coolness on her body, Wen Qian felt the ticket when Fu Yicheng held her hands, but she didn't say anything.

"When did it start?"

Wen Qian glared at the housekeeper, knowing that she had tipped off the news again: "At first, isn't it normal to be shy?"

She comforted Fu Yicheng with a pale face, but just after comforting her, she ran to the bathroom and vomited.

Fu Yicheng clenched his fists worriedly, but he couldn't do it, he could only listen to Wen Qian's distressed voice.

Suddenly remembered something, took out the phone: "Meng Xiaoran, come here immediately."

Meng Xiaoran was stunned when he received the call, it was quite natural for Fu Yicheng to order her around, what if she had a patient on hand now?Obviously, Fu Yicheng was lucky.

Don't even think about it, you know it's Wen Qian's business, Tu Meiling calculated the time, it should be a time of embarrassment.

When Meng Xiaoran arrived, Wen Qian had already vomited for the fourth time, and Fu Yicheng sat on the sofa with a stern face, with a very bad complexion.

The housekeeper was waiting at the door of the bathroom, holding a glass of milk in his hand, which was kept warm at any time, and Wen Qian would give her a sip every time she vomited.

Meng Xiaoran quickly stopped him: "Take the milk away."

The butler was puzzled: "My wife vomited like this, what if I don't drink anymore?" My stomach would not be able to bear it.

She has also given birth and knows that milk is good for pregnant women.

"Milk varies from person to person. Wen Qian vomited so many times and you let her drink it. Isn't it to harm her?"

Fu Yicheng looked at the housekeeper suspiciously, and the housekeeper was so frightened that he quickly poured out the milk.

Even so, it still failed to dispel the doubts in his heart. Shen Qing had been murdered before, and he was worried that the housekeeper would also be bribed.

Meng Xiaoran got Wen Qian's pulse. Wen Qian was in a very bad condition.

"Go find some fruits, let Wen Qian choose, and keep the ones you like."

Wen Qian patted Meng Xiaoran's hand uncomfortably: "I don't eat fruit." She doesn't want to eat anything now.

Meng Xiaoran did not withdraw the order, Fu Yicheng patted Wen Qian on the back, and Wen Qian leaned against his arms weakly, not even bothering to move her fingers.

The distress in Fu Yicheng's eyes was about to overflow.

"What is the solution?"

Meng Xiaoran played with her medicine box calmly, and patted her chest: "If you find someone else, you probably won't be able to do it. When the fruits come, Wen Qian, you can choose carefully."

"Fruit can cure this?" Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng said in unison.

"No, there is no cure for sickness, but it's better to eat something than nothing at all. It's not that you don't have an appetite, it's that you haven't encountered anything that has an appetite." Meng Xiaoran took out a silver needle bag and prepared another candle .

"I can relieve it with acupuncture, but I need you to lie down and let me perform the acupuncture."

Fu Yicheng carried Wen Qian upstairs and helped Wen Qian take off her clothes, but he refused to leave. Fortunately, Meng Xiaoran was a woman, otherwise he would not be able to show Wen Qian's back for others to see.

Meng Xiaoran has long been aware of Yi Cheng's possessiveness, and has long been used to it.

When the housekeeper came back from buying fruit, Wen Qian chose the most sour hawthorn.

Fu Yicheng disagreed: "She's already on an empty stomach, is it okay to eat something so sour?"

He felt sour when he smelled the hawthorn, let alone eating it.

Meng Xiaoran understood Fu Yicheng's worry: "Although Wen Qian can eat this, she can't eat too much, a few a day is enough."

Wen Qian improved for two days after the injection, but she still couldn't eat much in the past two days. Normal people can't walk without eating for two days, not to mention that Wen Qian still has one in her stomach.

I finally couldn't hold on and fainted. Fortunately, I didn't faint when I went up the stairs, otherwise I would definitely be injured.

Fu Yicheng had been at home for the past two days because he was worried, and as soon as Wen Qian fainted, he was immediately sent to the hospital.

Meng Xiaoran just came out of the operating room, and rushed over in a hurry: "What's wrong?"

Fu Yicheng stirred his hands uneasily: "Obviously he was fine while eating, but he suddenly fainted." There was no warning at all.

When Meng Xiaoran entered the examination room, the doctor thought it was Fu Yicheng who was about to chase him away, but he didn't expect it to be Meng Xiaoran: "Sister Meng, why are you here?"

"How's the situation?" Meng Xiaoran saw that Wen Qian's face was actually worse than when she was just embarrassed. In just two days, she has lost weight like this.

"No, she must have been poisoned." The young doctor looked at the report card that had just been released, and told Meng Xiaoran truthfully.

"What poison?"

"The poison in the food can be restrained, but fortunately it is not deep. Now we are checking to see if it affects the fetus." Poisoning a pregnant person is too vicious.

Meng Xiaoran went out with the test report, and relayed to Fu Yicheng what the doctor had just said to her.

Fu Yicheng slammed his fist on the white wall, and he turned around while holding Meng Xiaoran behind his back.

"How is Sissy?"

"It's okay, I'm afraid it will affect the fetus in the womb."

As soon as Meng Xiaoran finished speaking, the door behind him opened and the young doctor smiled: "The fetus is fine."

All three breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Yicheng asked Meng Xiaoran to take good care of Wen Qian, and then left in stride.

There is poison in the food, needless to say, the people in the kitchen and the housekeeper are the most suspect, it is best not to let him catch it.

The young doctor discussed with Meng Xiaoran how to make Wen Qian have an appetite.