Seduction! Mr. Fu, who is abstinent, is moved.

Hearing this, Shu Yihuan couldn't help but think of the Bentley he saw today!

Beijing A07190!

The owner of that car is most likely the father of her child...

But although the Bentley Mulsanne is expensive, it is not a limited edition, and others can afford it even if it is not fully insured.

And the strange contact time between Fu Sihan and Schumansi.

Shu Yihuan felt that Fu Sihan was also suspicious.

Just when she was about to ask tentatively, her stomach suddenly turned upside down, and corrosive acid water surged up into her throat.

Shu Yihuan couldn't help but cover her mouth and retched.

Fu Sihan saw something was wrong and quickly handed over the trash can.

"vomit……"

Shu Yihuan's throat felt hot.

Physical tears couldn't help falling, and the circles under his eyes were red.

Fu Sihan knew that it was hard for pregnant women, but seeing Shu Yihuan, who had always been patient and strong, like this, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed and rubbed her back comfortingly.

"Isn't it better these days? Why did you vomit again?"

She doesn't know either.

It would be nice if this pregnancy was regular.

Shu Yihuan couldn't even speak, "Ugh..."

Fu Sihan frowned and handed over a bottle of water.

Shu Yihuan rinsed her mouth, but her stomach still felt uncomfortable, and her head seemed to hurt a little. After it calmed down, she went back to the master bedroom to rest.

Fu Sihan looked at her lying on the bed, looking wilted, and felt unhappy in his heart.

Love is really a strange thing. He had never thought that he would care about someone so much before.

He was worried and called his family doctor for a checkup.

"Master, the young lady is not feeling well because she suffered from the cold and her mother's body is weak."

It must have been last night when she caught a cold while sleeping on the balcony.

The family doctor continued, "In this case, I will prescribe her some cold medicine that pregnant women can take."

“Can morning sickness be relieved?”

Fu Sihan looked ugly when he saw that Shu Yihuan was still nauseous and wanted to vomit from time to time.

Hearing this, the family doctor suddenly looked embarrassed, "This... there is currently no medicine that can solve it."

The implication is that Shu Yihuan can only survive on her own.

Fu Sihan pursed his thin lips and said, "Then go ahead and prescribe cold medicine."

"Yes."

The family doctor immediately became busy.

"I asked you to wear more clothes, but you didn't listen. Now you're fine. It's like this. Are you satisfied?"

Fu Sihan stood beside the bed and spoke unhappily.

Shu Yihuan was already feeling uncomfortable, and when she heard these words again, she didn't want to talk to him anymore.

She didn't expect it to be like this.

In a moment, the family doctor prescribed the medicine, but it was already dark now, so it was still recommended to drink it after dinner.

Fu Sihan agreed, and Zhang Ma sent over the prepared nutritious meal.

"Eat something first."

Fu Sihan's tone softened a bit.

Shu Yihuan half-sat on the head of the bed, nodded, and was about to eat.

But just smelling the food made me feel sick again in my stomach, as if I was going to vomit it up in the next second.

"Take it away, I... can't eat it..."

"How about eating a little bit?"

Shu Yihuan resisted the desire to retching and shook her head.

She doesn't want to eat anything now, she just wants to rest for a while.

Fu Sihan looked at it, his eyes filled with worry.

Shu Yihuan couldn't even smell it, so she had to have the dishes removed first.

But how can she drink medicine like this...

Fu Sihan's heart sank slightly. He stood and walked around, took out his mobile phone and typed a line on the browser.

[What should pregnant women do if they feel sick and can’t eat? 】

There are many different answers here, but they are all too official and of little use.

Fu Sihan scrolled down and found a useful post.

A blogger shared a recipe.

He said that when his wife had morning sickness, it was quite effective to take this.

There are many netizens below who have learned to do it.

I found that it really relieved me, and all the comments were filled with gratitude.

"trouble."

Fu Sihan complained on his lips, but his body was still honest. After letting Shu Yihuan rest first, he went downstairs to the kitchen.

He opened the refrigerator, took out the required ingredients, and began to wash and chop vegetables.

In the past, before Mr. Fu passed away, in order to prevent the younger generations of the Fu family from developing arrogant, indulgent and ignorant characters, he set a family motto so that each of them had the ability to leave the Fu family and live independently.

Fu Sihan's cooking skills were developed at that time, and the food he made was quite good.

As the post reminded him, he picked up the casserole and stir-fried it first, then stewed it.

I wonder how Shu Yihuan is doing now?

She should be fine if she stays alone in her room, right?

While distracted, his hand accidentally got burned by the edge of the casserole.

"Master, are you okay?!"

Zhang Ma had just returned from eating in the servants' canteen when she saw this scene. She was immediately frightened and ran over quickly.

Fu Sihan lightly washed the red back of his hand with cold water.

"I am fine."

"Master, is the food just served not to your and Madam's liking? Why are you suddenly cooking by yourself? What do you want to do? Otherwise, just tell me and let me do it..."

"Need not."

Zhang Ma is an old man from the old house. She has watched him grow up, and her relationship is pretty good, so Fu Sihan just talks to her a few more words.

"She had severe morning sickness and couldn't eat. I searched for a recipe on the Internet, made something for her, and asked her to take the medicine. I don't know if the soup will be useful to her."

When Zhang Ma heard this, she couldn't help but curl her lips.

Fu Sihan noticed it and was stunned for a moment, "Mother Zhang, why are you laughing?"

"Master, do you care so much about Madam?"

Zhang’s mother joked, “This is the first time I’ve seen you care so much about someone that you even cook the food yourself!”

No old lady is treated like this.

"..." Fu Sihan was stunned, his expression turned slightly red, but he did not refute.

After all, this is what it is.

But unfortunately, that stupid woman didn't appreciate it...

He looked down at the soup and pulled his lips sarcastically.

……

After half an hour.

Fu Sihan returned to the master bedroom with the stewed soup.

Shu Yihuan felt weak from vomiting and her head hurt terribly. She covered her head with the doll and lay on her side with her eyes closed to rest...

The light was dim, she was curled up, her figure was thin and thin, which inexplicably made people feel the desire for affection.

Fu Sihan's eyes darkened, he unconsciously moved lightly, and carefully took away the doll.

"Wake up, drink some soup, and then go to sleep after taking the medicine."

Shu Yihuan heard this familiar voice in a daze.

She frowned slightly.

"I have no appetite."

Fu Sihan showed rare patience, "But it won't work if you continue like this. You try it first. If it really doesn't work, forget it."

Shu Yihuan thought of the child in her belly, and her eyelashes trembled. She opened her eyes and saw Fu Sihan's enlarged face. He was extremely handsome, with a worried look between his eyebrows, and his eyes were staring at her.