Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Fu Zhiyan's eyes darkened due to her anger.

  Han Xiaoye knew him better, it was the small roundworm in his stomach, and he knew he was angry just by looking at his face. For a moment, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he swooped up, hugged his neck and gnawed.

  Fu Zhiyan couldn't dodge in time, her neck was bitten by her, and there was a crisp kiss.

"Angry?" She felt embarrassed after kissing herself, and forcibly explained, "It's not that I don't believe you, it's you who tempted me to talk nonsense. I actually didn't think about that at all. Who made you suddenly send it to me? I buy flowers."

  Fu Zhiyan was expressionless, "You mean you don't want me to buy flowers?"

   He stretched out his hand, "If you don't want it, forget it, return the flower to me."

It was strange that Han Xiaoye would return it to him. He hid the flowers on his side, and said righteously, "Why are you so funny? How can you just return the things you gave to people? You gave me all the flowers. , it's mine."

"Besides, when did I say I don't want it anymore, please don't misunderstand it, okay?" After she finished speaking, she tilted her head and blinked her eyes, still very strange, "Little uncle, I still don't understand, you Why did you suddenly send me flowers? What day is today?"

   "I really can't remember what day it is today."

  Fu Zhiyan raised her phoenix eyes slightly and landed on her stomach, "You, do you have anything to say to me?"

   "...What?" Han Xiaoye felt a little guilty. She was sensitive to the fact that Fu Zhiyan might know something, but she didn't believe it.

   After all, she never told anyone that she suspected she was pregnant, Rarity only said it yesterday. And Rarity couldn't betray her, shouldn't he know?

   But he just took a clear look at his stomach.

  Han Xiaoye tangled for a while, but still felt that Fu Zhiyan could not know. Shaking his head, "No, I have nothing to tell you."

  Fu Zhiyan frowned, "Are you sure not?"

   Didn't the little hooligan go to the hospital with Suri for a checkup?

Han Xiaoye was really not sure whether he knew or not. He rolled his eyes, took out a packet of medicine from the bedside table, and said shyly, "Actually, it's not completely absent. Uncle, I went out to play with Rarity today. I had a bad stomach, and the doctor prescribed medicine for gastroenteritis. I will definitely not be able to eat BBQ on Saturday.”

   Eat bad stomach... medicine!

  Fu Zhiyan, "Did you go to the hospital today to prescribe medicine for a bad stomach?" Isn't she pregnant?

  Han Xiaoye didn't know that he already knew, so he opened his mouth and said nonsense, "Well, I have a bad stomach, but I can't take medicine for bad stomach, but also medicine for diarrhea?"

   She asked back and said, "By the way, I went to check on Auntie."

"Yep?"

"The doctor said that I have had a menstrual disorder recently, so he prescribed me traditional Chinese medicine. Well, that's it. I waited for the medicine to boil in the hospital, and I packed it back in separate bags." She took out a black plastic bag from a pack of medicines. Huhu's traditional Chinese medicine, his face is wrinkled together, "I have to take these medicines for a week, I feel very annoying just thinking about it."

  “…”

   So she was not pregnant, just had a bad stomach and irregular menstruation?

   Fu Zhiyan was in a complicated mood. On the one hand, it was false to say that he was not disappointed, on the other hand, he breathed a sigh of relief. In terms of the little hooligan's physical condition, it's best not to get pregnant and have children again. It's enough to have a difficult childbirth once, and definitely not a second time. But if it's their little buns...

  Fu Zhiyan quickly suppressed the loss, pursed his thin lips, and took the medicine, "Where did you prescribe these medicines?"

   "City Hospital."

   "Why don't you go to the military hospital?" He took out the medicine prescribed in the plastic bag and looked at it.

  Han Xiaoye choked upon being asked, and thought of a broken reason, "Ah, I had a stomachache at the time, so I was just near the city hospital and saw it at the city hospital."

  Fu Zhiyan raised his head and glanced at her. She was inexplicably guilty, she closed her eyes, and refused to meet his eyes after being beaten to death.

  Fu Zhiyan just glanced at her, then threw the medicine into the trash can, "I'll call Qin Fang later and take you to the military hospital for a re-examination."

   He didn't trust the doctor in the city hospital. She had to find someone who was assured to prescribe the medicine she wanted to import.

   "What are you doing?" Han Xiaoye was so depressed that he jumped out of bed to pick up the medicine in the trash can.

   Those medicines were prescribed by her who had been in line all morning, and the city hospital was not a roadside stall. What did he do to throw away his medicines?

   Originally, he was not pregnant with the little monkey, and he was depressed enough to make a big oolong. He also threw away his medicine, and Han Xiaoye was even more depressed.

  Fu Zhiyan grabbed her, "I'll take you to the military hospital for a re-examination."

   "I'm not going!" She beat her to death to pick up the medicine from the trash can, and struggled, "I'm not missing an arm or a broken leg, why do I have to go to the military hospital?"

   "Han Xiaoye!" She opened her mouth to curse herself, and Fu Zhiyan couldn't help but heavier.

   As usual, he was a little heavier, and Han Xiaoye usually let him. She is in a bad mood at the moment, and her tone is equally bad, "Anyway, I won't go, I won't go if I don't want to go! You're going to go by yourself!"

   After he finished speaking, he stopped picking up the medicine from the trash can, pulled his hand away, lay down on the bed, and wrapped himself in the quilt.

  Fu Zhiyan couldn't do anything about her, so he stood by the bed for a while and looked at the medicine in the trash can. His brows knitted together, and he went out after a moment's pause.

  Han Xiaoye heard the sound of footsteps fading away, and finally came the sound of the door closing, and his mood suddenly fell to the bottom!

   She lifted the quilt and sat up with a brush. She touched the perfume lily with one hand and wanted to throw it into the trash can. But the body seems to be acupuncture points, just can't move.

  Reluctant to…

   is just reluctant to throw it away...

   She clenched the bouquet and released her hand, clenched the bouquet again, released her hand again... After several times, she still couldn't make up her mind to throw the flower into the trash can. Probably because she was angry with herself, she didn't lose the flowers, she threw a small pillow on the bed on the ground, and vented a bit. Sitting on the bed for a while, she didn't know if it was due to anger or psychological effects. She felt a slight pain in her stomach, so she simply lay down on the bed and covered the quilt to sleep!

   She slept in a daze, and didn't wake up until she felt someone touch her wrist.

"what?"

   As soon as she opened her eyes, she was startled!

  Emma!

   There were actually two or three more people in the room, all surrounding the bed and watching her.

   "Little niece, what's your name? My ears are deafening." Qin Fang rubbed his ears, looking unhappy. He turned his head and said to the doctor next to him, "Lao Li, leave me alone, you can show her."

   "Well, the vice president can rest assured." The doctor wearing a white coat said to her kindly, "Come on, Miss Han, open your mouth and let me see."