It turns out that I love you

This time, the doctor changed to check Yuan Jingkun. Xia Lefan’s classmate Zuo Feng, a doctor who studied in the United States, specialized in male childbirth in the United States. This time, he returned to China to develop, mainly because he found a few cases in China, and was ready to show his talents to fill the gap in the country. Item blank.

Yuan Jingkun became his first patient. After the examination, Zuo Feng told them two good news: one is that the adults are in good health and the child's development is progressing well; the other is that Yuan Jingkun is pregnant with twins.

Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun were pleasantly surprised, but they couldn't help suspecting that neither of their families had any precedents of twins. Normally, the probability of having twins is almost zero.

Zuo Feng's explanation is that all kinds of problems that men have during pregnancy and childbirth cannot and should not be deduced according to common sense, so everything is possible.

Every time I take a private car, I feel sick. Yuan Jingkun suffers from car phobia, and always takes the subway when going out. However, when there are many people, the air is not good, so Yuan Jingkun minimizes the number of times he goes out.

There are not many people in the subway, but there are no empty seats.

Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun sat side by side near the door. When they stopped at the station, a couple came up. The wife had a big belly, and the husband was carrying a bag.

Gong Xinuo held down Yuan Jingkun who was about to show off his style, stood up and gave up his seat, pulled the ring, and stood in front of Yuan Jingkun.

The kind-hearted old lady sitting next to her chatted with the pregnant woman: "Are they twins?"

"Yeah, how did you know?" The pregnant woman was afraid of the heat, so she fanned herself with a handkerchief and asked in surprise.

"Look at this belly, how many months?" the old lady asked with a smile.

"It's more than seven months." The pregnant woman touched her huge belly with a smile full of maternal love.

Yuan Jingkun peeked sideways, and couldn't help being speechless. He was only seven months old, and his belly was even bigger than when he was pregnant with Gong Xi. His hands unconsciously stretched out to his lower abdomen, his hairs stood on end, and he felt terrifying.

The most direct consequence of emotional tension is vomiting, Yuan Jingkun pulled Gong Xinuo's clothes, Gong Xinuo leaned over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I want to vomit." Yuan Jingkun felt that the foreign object in his throat was about to blurt out.

When they stopped at the station, Yuan Jingkun dragged Gong Xinuo to the bathroom and vomited in the partition for a full 5 minutes, causing the other comrades who came to solve the problem to be puzzled.

Washing hands in front of the sink, Yuan Jingkun faced the mirror and said, "Xinuo, I want to eat ice cream."

"No!" Gong Xinuo refused. It is taboo to eat raw or cold food when the stomach is empty, especially in winter. "Too cold."

"But I want to eat, I really want to eat." Yuan Jingkun acted like a baby, as if he must eat.

"No way, no way! It's so cold, it's not good for the baby." Gong Xinuo would never agree to anything that would endanger his health.

"Hmph!" During pregnancy, her temper tends to become irritable, especially when her demands are not met, Yuan Jingkun shook her hands and strode out alone, not waiting for Gong Xinuo at all.

As a result of the rivalry, Gong Xinuo compromised without accident and bought an ice cream ball from Haagen-Dazs. Relatively speaking, the degree of coldness was less than that of ordinary ice cream.

After exiting the subway entrance, Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun found that they were not far from Zhou Yingjun’s house, and it was close to the meal time. Zhou Yingjun received a call from Gong Xinuo, and Song Yeyang bought vegetables and returned home. The office building where their company is located is very far away from home. close.

Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun walked to Zhou Yingjun's house like a walk. Originally, Gong Xinuo planned to find a place to wait for Yuan Jingkun to finish eating the ice cream, but Yuan Jingkun insisted on eating while walking, and Gong Xinuo only obeyed him.

Song Yeyang opened the door, and first shifted his attention to the ice cream in Yuan Jingkun's hand: "Why are you still eating this in such a cold day?"

"He wants to eat." Gong Xinuo said helplessly.

Yuan Jingkun handed the half-eaten ice cream to Gong Xinuo, and looked around: "Is Lao Zhou not at home?"

"Who misses me?" Zhou Yingjun put his hands in his pockets and came over with a smile. "Wear so much?"

"Well, I'm afraid of the cold." Yuan Jingkun took off his padded jacket, and inside were two cardigans and a round neck sweater. "Hey, did you buy it for me?" The candied haws on the coffee table caught his attention.

"That's right. I ate a bunch of red bean paste. The candied haws of this shop are famous far and wide." Zhou Yingjun promoted.

"Really?" Yuan Jingkun's eyes lit up, eager to taste this famous delicacy right away.

The only one who could order him, Song Yeyang, came over at the right time: "Eat first, and then eat after waking up in the afternoon! Zhou Yingjun, put it in the refrigerator, and it will be saccharified in a while."

Yuan Jingkun's lunch is different from others, hot and sour soup porridge - tender tofu shreds, smooth magnolia slices, pink ham shreds, black fungus shreds, thick soup, soft rice grains, It whets the appetite.

Song Yeyang made a big bowl, Yuan Jingkun ate a big bowl, Song Yeyang took the opportunity to educate Gong Xinuo: "Make something easy to eat, what he likes, let auntie change the taste, don't you eat all of it. "

"En." Gong Xinuo bragged, and replied, he had always respected Song Yeyang, and his natal family couldn't afford to offend him.

After dinner, Yuan Jingkun teased Qiuqiu. During pregnancy, contact with animals should be avoided. Song Yeyang took Qiuqiu away.

After taking a nap, the candied haws didn't reach my mouth, and I vomited all the food in one go.

Song Yeyang passed the white water: "Have you taken Chinese medicine?"

"He won't eat." Gong Xinuo was still helpless.

"Listen to him. If he's uncomfortable, you'll be fine. If Auntie finds it troublesome and doesn't want to endure it, I'll endure it." Yuan Jingkun vomited like this, Song Yeyang couldn't help being anxious, and his attitude was naturally bad.

Gong Xinuo had nothing to say, but listened.

Holding up the candied haws, Zhou Yingjun couldn't help eating one: "Are you still eating this? Try eating one, it's sour and cool, it can stop vomiting."

"Old Zhou, why are you like this, eating my food!" Yuan Jingkun said dissatisfied.

"Are you sick too?!" Song Yeyang walked past him with an empty cup, and then vented his anger on him.

Zhou Yingjun shrugged: "My life is like this! Get used to it."

Yuan Jingkun and Gong Xinuo's faces were full of sympathy, but they laughed unkindly.

Song Yeyang, adhering to the vigorous and resolute style of saying what he said, immediately asked Xia Lefan for a prescription. He took the medicine, brewed it, and boiled it in one go, and delivered it to the villa around noon that day.

Song Yeyang rang the doorbell, and Mrs. Qin opened the door in response. Gong Xi rushed forward with the bear in her arms, and yelled sweetly, "Uncle Song!"

"Hey! My little princess, why didn't you go to kindergarten?" Song Yeyang didn't rush to change shoes, picked up Gong Xi with one hand, and pressed her forehead affectionately.

"Because cough...cough..." Gong Xi answered him, imitating the onomatopoeia of coughing.

"Really? Are you okay now? Are you still coughing?" Song Yeyang caressed Gong Xi's chest.

"No." Gong Xi shook his head.

Mrs. Qin took the thermos from Song Yeyang's hand, Jing Jianye hugged Gong Xi, Song Yeyang changed his shoes, followed Mrs. Qin into the kitchen, and poured the soup from the thermos into the casserole.

Mrs. Qin's hands wiped back and forth on the apron, but she couldn't help if she couldn't get her hands in.

"Sister Qin, can't we boil medicine at home?" Song Yeyang stirred the medicine juice with a chopstick, warming the fire slowly to prevent the pot from sticking.

"Mr. Gong mentioned that the smell is too strong, so I didn't do it." Facing Song Yeyang's tone similar to Xingshi's questioning, Mrs. Qin replied a little embarrassed.

"Is it tasteless to boil medicine for grandpa?" Song Yeyang couldn't tolerate Gong Xinuo, including his family, not paying attention to Yuan Jingkun, so he couldn't help being a little mean.

Sister-in-law Qin didn't dare to say anything, turned around and saw Guan Zhengmei standing at the door waving at her, and came out of the kitchen. Guan Zhengmei patted her hand to comfort her. Song Yeyang and Yuan Jingkun had a good relationship, so they naturally turned to him. Malice, don't take it to heart.

"Yo, why are you here? You didn't even make a phone call." Yuan Jingkun, who slept until mid-morning and didn't get up, was wrapped in a sweater that was longer than his buttocks, and lazily went to the kitchen. He was very surprised to see Song Yeyang busy in front of the stove .

"What time do you get up? Do you still have breakfast?" Song Yeyang put the filter on the mouth of the bowl, rolled the thick medicinal juice into the bowl, and the residue from the second filter was not too much.

Yuan Jingkun pulled the door of the refrigerator, who didn’t know who provoked him, took out the milk, poured a full glass, and drank freely. Since she was pregnant, the only thing that has been in her stomach without vomiting is milk, and it must be cold. .

"Are they treating you well?" Song Yeyang brought the bowl that smelled of medicine to him.

"Very good." Yuan Jingkun understood who the "they" in his words referred to, and replied casually.

"It's either good or bad, what is good?" Song Yeyang frowned, obviously dissatisfied with his ambiguous answer.

"Not bad! Let's go." Yuan Jingkun really convinced him, but he must care about everything about himself.

"I didn't see it." Song Yeyang pouted, pointed at the steaming bowl, and ordered him. "Drink it quickly, it's cold and you'll have a stomachache after drinking it!"

"I know, it's too hot!" Yuan Jingkun pinched his nose and picked up the bowl unwillingly, it was really hard to swallow.

Relying on his tenacious perseverance, Yuan Jingkun endured the unacceptable bitterness and drank the whole bowl of soup. In less than 30 seconds, he rushed into the bathroom at a speed of sprinting [-] meters. Drink the milk you drank before.

"Ugh... vomit..." Yuan Jingkun vomited for nearly 2 minutes before throwing up all the Chinese medicine that he had swallowed so hard.

Song Yeyang poured a glass of water and stood behind him, frowning more and more tightly: "Are you still throwing up?"

Yuan Jingkun waved his hand and turned on the faucet. The air was filled with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which made him want to continue to vomit. He patted his chest, leaned over and vomited a few times, and finally drank some white water to relieve the bitter taste in his mouth. After rinsing and wiping off the sweat from his forehead, he lay back on the bed with Song Yeyang's support.

"Can't you restrain yourself? You always want to vomit, can you not vomit? Don't always think about vomiting." Song Yeyang covered him with a quilt and taught.

"It's not that I want to vomit, okay? I'm already very restrained. This medicine is too bad to drink, I won't drink it again!" Yuan Jingkun pulled the quilt to his neck, closed his eyes angrily, and ignored Song Yeyang.

"If you don't drink, you'll keep vomiting, keep vomiting, how to absorb nutrition, can the child develop well?" Song Yeyang brought out the crucial factor of the child.

For dinner, Song Yeyang personally cooked a few dishes that Yuan Jingkun had conceived hard. The delicious dishes successfully excavated the appetite that Yuan Jingkun had buried for many days, and ate up the whole bowl of rice for the first time.

"Auntie, Xiao Yuan is in a special situation right now. You should be more careful when cooking in the future, and ask him more about what he wants to eat." Song Yeyang offered a suggestion at the dinner table that Mrs. Qin should improve her cooking taste.

The dishes picked up by Mrs. Qin were hanging in the air. The two masters, Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun, hadn't spoken yet. Song Yeyang's Yuezu acting as her substitute made her feel a little displeased and embarrassed, although Song Yeyang didn't mean to blame her, and nodded: "I know." gone."

Yuan Jingkun kicked Song Yeyang. It wasn't Mrs. Qin's fault that he couldn't eat. Why make things difficult for others, he put a piece of ribs for Mrs. Qin: "Eat vegetables, eat more vegetables."

Guan Zhengmei and Jing Jianye, who were feeding Gong Xi, looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

Halfway through the meal, Gong Xinuo came home from get off work, holding the Saqima that Yuan Jingkun told him to eat in the morning: "Lao Song is here."

"Dad!" Gong Xi jumped off the chair and jumped to Gong Xinuo's side.

Gong Xinuo bent down to pick up Gong Xi, and kissed the little girl's pink cheek: "Yuanyuan, are you coughing today?"

"No!" Gong Xi grabbed Gong Xinuo's neck and kissed him back.

"Why didn't you hear the door open? Have you eaten yet?" Yuan Jingkun came over to take the document bag in his hand.

Gong Xinuo handed the plastic bag to Mrs. Qin, and in front of Song Yeyang, she didn't dare to ask Yuan Jingkun to wait for him to change clothes: "I've eaten it, it's fine, you can continue to eat."

After Song Yeyang had dinner, he told Yuan Jingkun what he needed to pay attention to before he was ready to leave. Gong Xinuo wanted to see him off, but Song Yeyang didn't want to bother him, so he should spend more time with Yuan Jingkun when he has time.

Every night at nine o'clock, history reappeared, Yuan Jingkun finished vomiting, muttered with mouthwash in his mouth, Gong Xinuo flushed the toilet, wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Yuan Jingkun felt that he was used to vomiting endlessly, and his nerves gradually became numb, and he was no longer as uncomfortable as he was at first.

"Lao Song brought Chinese medicine?" Gong Xinuo got the information from Zhou Yingjun.

"Well, it's too bad to drink. I'll vomit after drinking it!" Yuan Jingkun said that he hated the traditional Chinese medicine, and when the sound of pumping water stopped, he changed into an extremely regretful expression. "Hey, it's a pity, Lao Song's fried fish-flavored shredded chicken is very delicious!"

After taking a shower, brushing his teeth, and changing into pajamas, Gong Xinuo and Yuan Jingkun were already lying down and ready to go to bed, the bedside lamp turned towards the book in Gong Xinuo's hand, Yuan Jingkun, who had not moved for a long time, kicked the quilt, and spoke surprisingly : "Xinuo, I want to eat Saqima."

"No!" As expected, Gong Xinuo refused. "It's too late, it's something high in sugar again, I'll eat it tomorrow during the day."

"But I want to eat right now... I really want to eat... I really want to eat... I really want to eat..." Yuan Jingkun transformed into a repeater, and once again started to swear not to give up until he reached his goal.

"Don't challenge my patience!" Gong Xinuo deliberately said coldly, trying to scare Yuan Jingkun.

Sure enough, Yuan Jingkun stopped talking, and then fell silent. When Gong Xinuo thought he was asleep, he stretched out his arm to touch his lower abdomen, and said leisurely, "Little ones, what are you talking about? Oh, I want to eat Saqima!" But your dad doesn’t allow it! What? I really want to eat it. It’s useless to want to eat it any more. I won’t give it to you. Hmm? Then you feel uncomfortable? Then it’s uncomfortable. Who told you that you didn’t have a good dad? I have abused you since you were not even born! How pathetic... hey..." Finally, he sighed heavily.

Gong Xinuo was completely defeated by him. With his hands on his forehead, he had to surrender again: "Just one piece!"

After getting the special approval, Yuan Jing sat up and raised her hand to promise: "Well, just one... big piece!"

After Guan Zhengmei coaxed Gong Xi to sleep, she said to Jing Jianye, "I think Lao Song is a little unhappy today, do you think we treat Xiao Yuan badly? Do you have an opinion?"

"Not necessarily, don't think about it, Lao Song is not that kind of person." Jing Jianye took off his glasses and put the newspaper on the bedside table.

"Maybe I was overthinking it. Hey, Mrs. Qin is feeling quite uncomfortable today anyway." Guan Zhengmei turned over and marked the folding pages of the storybook, opened the drawer and put it in, hugging Gong Xi.

"Lao Song and Xiao Yuan have a good relationship, and they are a few years older than him. Xiao Yuan has no parents, so naturally he feels sorry for him. Ming'er and Mrs. Qin have a good talk. Old Song is not malicious, and Mrs. Qin is not unreasonable. Go to bed early!" Jing Jianye turned off the lights.

The pregnancy reactions that continued to accompany Yuan Jingkun included vomiting and drowsiness. He slept for at least sixteen hours a day, fell asleep at any time, and fell asleep at any time. Sometimes Gong Xinuo teased him like a child, fearing that he would sleep upside down. not good for health.

Even so, Yuan Jingkun inevitably lazy on the bed, often sleeping until noon, omitting breakfast, going straight to lunch, and laying down his job, falling back to sleep again.

Song Yeyang has done his duty, from the first coming every now and then to now almost every day, taking Yuan Jingkun's three meals a day, what to eat and drink, how to eat and drink, all arranged by him, Gong Xinuo basically doesn't ask, Yuan Jing Kun has no autonomy.

"Baby, get up!" Gong Xinuo sat on the side of the bed, and the hands of the alarm clock shifted to the Arabic numeral ten.

"Huh?" Yuan Jingkun, who was lying under the quilt, twisted her body slightly, responded vaguely and unwillingly, and retracted her head into the quilt.

"Get up, Lao Song is here!" Gong Xinuo wrapped the blanket around him and hugged him tightly.

"Am I a big tiger?" The bedroom door was not closed tightly, Song Yeyang stepped in and questioned without knocking. "Scare people with me! Don't get tired of getting up, get up quickly, what time is it?"

Yuan Jingkun stretched out his head, squinted his eyes and smiled at Gong Xinuo, whose face turned red and embarrassed: "Hehe..."

Jing Jianye and Guan Zhengmei were walking in the garden, and Mrs. Qin went out to buy vegetables, and the three of them were left at home. Yuan Jingkun pouted, with a face full of bitterness and hatred, and threw the half-peeled boiled egg back into the plate : "I don't like boiled eggs."

"Sister-in-law Qin fried eggs yesterday, and you said you don't like fried eggs, and today you boiled eggs, and you don't like boiled eggs, so how do you like them?" Song Yeyang took them over and peeled them.

"I don't like eggs at all! I don't like porridge either!" Yuan Jingkun stirred the nutritious porridge made from eight-treasure rice with a spoon.

"I drink milk every day, isn't this a change for you?" Song Yeyang put the peeled eggs into his bowl. "If you don't eat it, the child has to eat it. Now is the time when he needs nutrition. Next time, spread out the egg pancakes. That's fine. Let's make do with it today."

Yuan Jingkun finally didn't refute Song Yeyang's face. He ate the egg yolk and left the tasteless egg white to Gong Xinuo. When Song Yeyang was present, Gong Xinuo seldom expressed his views. Provoke Song Yeyang.

On the way home from get off work, Gong Xinuo specially bought the strawberries that Yuan Jingkun wanted to eat.

After dinner, Mrs. Qin brought over the washed strawberries, all of which were pink, plump and round, very attractive.

Gong Xinuo took the portion left alone to Yuan Jingkun upstairs, and Yuan Jingkun was embarrassed to feast on it in front of everyone.

Yuan Jingkun's subordinates didn't stop, one after another, eating and praising: "This strawberry is so delicious and sweet."

"Eat less of this out-of-season food, that's enough, eat a few to satisfy your cravings, don't be endless." Song Yeyang ignored Yuan Jingkun's pleading eyes, and put the remaining strawberries into a plastic bag.

"Old Song, there are still unwashed ones, you can take that one, it will be rotten when you take it home!" Gong Xinuo kindly reminded him.

"You think I'm going to keep it for you, but he wants to eat it again later, so you must let him eat it." Song Yeyang gritted his teeth bitterly.

Before going to sleep, Yuan Jingkun pressed his chest and said, "Xinuo, I want to vomit."

"Huh?" Gong Xinuo, who had already been lying down, sat up again. "Then spit."

"But, I don't want to part with strawberries that cost 50 yuan a catty." Yuan Jingkun looked up at him with a contradictory and serious look.

Gong Xinuo was completely speechless to him: "Then baby, just vomit if you want to, and if you want to eat, let's buy it again tomorrow, how uncomfortable it is to endure."

Yuan Jingkun finally couldn't hold it back, vomited in a rush, fell into Gong Xinuo's arms, touched his lower abdomen and said, "Hey, I don't know if the babies have absorbed it?"

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