Give Me Your Hands and Marry Me Chapter 207 An Important Event—Morning Sickness

Although his words were not so aggressive, they were not gentle.

Ling Lang had reminded A Miao before when she gave her this idea that it would be difficult to tell Shen Xinglan afterward. Therefore, A Miao had been well-prepared for being scolded. But all of her calm and apologies went missing when Shen Xinglan queried her with a serious look.

The grievance was the only thing remained, with a disgusting feeling pouring out from her stomach.

"Argh!" A Miao opened her mouth and vomited water.

Shen Xinglan was frightened. "A Miao?" He reached out, trying to hold her, but was pushed away by A Miao.

"Go away... argh..." Before she finished her sentence, something pressured her stomach again. She threw out everything she ate for lunch wildly until she could only vomit bile. But she still couldn't help barfing.

"This is morning sickness." Shen Xinglan freaked out and shout to Song Baohua to come upstairs. Song Baohua looked like that she had been through this before and gave A Miao a sour plum. "But this symptom seems to grow more serious. You'd better stop moving around and lie down!"

A Miao was taken to the bed in Shen Xinglan's arms, and she could feel he was shaking, which made her want to laugh but she didn't feel like talking to him.

"I am going to cook something for you." Song Baohua whispered and went to the kitchen.

Shen Xinglan sat on the bed at a loss, looking at the little pale face of A Miao without knowing what to do.

"I did it. What are you gonna do?" She squinted at him, like a fearless rogue.

"A Miao... Are you still uncomfortable..." Shen Xinglan carefully held her hand. "Shall we go to the hospital?"

Glancing at this nervous man, A Miao snorted. "Why to the hospital? Don't you want to yell at me? Hurry up, 'cause I want to vomit after you finish."

"I don't!" Shen Xinglan screamed, however, feeling his action might scare her, he immediately looked at her nervously. "I didn't blame you, and just wanted to say that you didn't have to do it personally. Let Little Demon or Shen I go instead."

Once A Miao's location was exposed, it was not a good thing for her.

"I am not stupid!" A Miao felt somewhat proud. "It was Little Demon who gave the order."

Shen Xinglan looked at her for a long time, then hurriedly hugged her and said, "You scared me. And I shouldn't have been so serious. I won't pull the long face in the future anymore."

"Well..." Did he seriously think that her vomit was because of his bad looking face?

Before A Miao tried to explain that this was a normal pregnancy reaction, she heard Song Baohua knocking at the door.

"This is the fish soup made this morning. You should drink it."

Shen Xinglan hurriedly held the bowl over. But before he fed it to A Miao, he saw her frown and rush to the bathroom with hands on the mouth.

"Oh, how severe it is!" Song Baohua quickly followed up and pushed Shen Xinglan to the side as he was in her way. "What can I do? It's bad for her to eat nothing."

Song Baohua massaged A Miao's back and asked her, "Anything you want to eat?"

"Oh..." The morning sickness was so severe that A Miao was going to roll her eyes out.

Shen Xinglan threw the fish soup out and leaned over to help her. "Want to eat something?"

"No more talking about food. " A Miao weakly leaned into his arms and said, "I feel awful."

"Let's go to the hospital." Shen Xinglan was uptight and was ready to take her to hospital.

Song Baohua hurriedly stopped him and said, "It is useless to go to the hospital for morning sickness!"

"Leave me alone, and let me have a rest." A Miao began to lose her temper.

Shen Xinglan gently put her on the bed as if putting a delicate vase. "Okay, we won't move."

"Think about it. What can make you drool?" Song Baohua guided her.

A Miao thought in her mind but said, "I just want to sleep."

"Let her sleep." Shen Xinglan was painful to see her like this and condemned himself critically.

After Song Baohua left, he sat there like a stone looking at his wife without blinking, for fear that she suddenly frowned and puked.

The sky was falling dark. God knew how long it had been before Shen I looked out through the door.

"Boss..." he lowered his voice.

Shen Xinglan looked at A Miao who was sound asleep, gently stood up and went out closing the door.

"Ouyang has arrived, and Le Yi is doing surgery for him."

Shen I found that his Boss was in a bad mood. Therefore, for his own safety, he cut to the chase and said, "Shen II said that it is not life-threatening, and he only needs to lie in the hospital for a while."

"Boss..." Seeing Shen Xinglan didn't speak, Shen I asked carefully, "Are you going to the hospital now?"

Shen Xinglan kept a straight face and said, "No. Tell Le Yi that if Ouyang doesn't give us the whereabouts of Chi Ling, he will be tied to the bed."

"… Got it."

A Miao was so starving that she woke up at last. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Xinglan worriedly looking at her.

"Oh... what time is it?"

"It's around ten o'clock." Shen Xinglan helped her to sit up and lean against the bed board. He was about to speak but said nothing.

A Miao smiled and said, "Don't be like this. It's not your fault. It's normal. Did you forget what the doctor said?"

"I have no idea how hard it would be..." Shen Xinglan had always thought that pregnancy was just about keeping a healthy diet and having enough sleep, and after several months, giving birth to a baby in the hospital.

He had never expected that his wife would barf like this. Could she ever eat in the future? Not to mention that he himself might have contributed to her sickness because he scared her…

"I am hungry." A Miao said cutely, "I want to eat sour soup with beef."

Shen Xinglan said, "... wouldn't it be too spicy?"

"I just want it!"

"Okay, I'll have them serve it to you. " Not until Shen Xinglan walked to the doorstep did he take out his phone. He thought for a while and called Shen I.

Shen I got a bad feeling the second he saw the caller's ID...

"Boss?"

"Which place makes the best sour soup with beef?"

"...Ah?" Shen I was lost. "I don't know, ours?"

Shen Xinglan lowered his voice instantly. "Check it out and tell me, right now.”

Thanks to those online posts written by foodies, Shen I was able to collect the information with much respect and send it to Shen Xinglan.

"Have a look, Boss. Basically, that's all of it."

Shen Xinglan finally chose a restaurant featuring northeastern Chinese cuisine because their dishes were not too spicy. And it was also because Song Baohua suggested that there he could order fried pork in scoop as well for they were sweet and sour, pretty good appetizers.

After all the thinking and ordering, the dishes were sent over. A Miao looked at them one by one and said with a bitter face, "No... I don't want to eat them anymore..."

"It's normal, it's normal!" Song Baohua carefully looked at Shen Xinglan, afraid that he turned angry, and quickly said, "The pregnant woman usually changes their mind quickly like this."

When Shen Xinglan saw A Miao looking at him with her sad eyes, he felt a bit heartbroken and said, "What do you want to eat? We will make it for you and it doesn't matter. Try some more, and you'll finally find what you want."

Pity those chefs who were made to cook. Shen I looked at all the dishes on the table at the expense of a sky-high price and multiple strings pulling, yet without which nobody should cook for her in the middle of the night.

"Am I a bit brat..." A Miao said plaintively. She knew that this was not good, but she couldn't help it.

Shen Xinglan embraced her into his arms and said, "Nonsense. You are not a brat. If you don't like it, then don't eat it. Now name what you want!"

"Nothing." A Miao rubbed on his arms.

Song Baohua brought the fried pork in scoop to her and said, "Smell it. You may like this dish after that."

Afraid of vomiting again, A Miao carefully moved close to it and smelled. A sour taste stimulated her taste buds.

"Can I have one piece?" She asked Shen Xinglan.

Shen Xinglan picked up a small one and fed it into her mouth. A Miao leaned back a bit and said, "What if I throw up again..."

She really didn't want to go through that one more time.

"Just a little." Shen Xinglan said, decisive to make her eat something, thinking that she couldn't always keep her stomach empty.

A Miao opened her mouth and ate it. She did not vomit.

"Try this again?" Shen Xinglan took the sour soup with beef she once longed for.

Probably it was because the urge of vomiting faded away that A Miao suddenly felt like eating. Then she sat in a chair and ate much with the sided rice. She didn't stop until Song Baohua reminded her not to eat too much.

"I feel better!" A Miao was very happy and grabbed a piece of mango to eat.

Then her face changed...

Five minutes later, A Miao was lying in the arms of Shen Xinglan, weak like noodles. "No more... no more food... no more food..."

"Oh, she vomited again," Song Baohua said as she cleaned up the table. "This is not good. Shall we go to the hospital tomorrow?"

Shen Xinglan felt even worse for A Miao and was dying to vomit for her so to relieve her pain.

"Shen I, inform the hospital that we will go and have a check tomorrow morning."

The doctor could do nothing.

"This is a normal pregnancy reaction. The only thing you can do is to try more stuff and see what she can eat."

Shen Xinglan said with a dark face. "Try? Do you mean that we let her eat and puke over and over again?"

"Director Shen..." The female doctor said with a little twist on her face. "If she feels too bad, I suggest that you take her to someplace else other than your house."

A Miao was preparing to do the color ultrasound. At hearing this, she turned and asked, "Can we go for a trip?"

She chuckled when Shen Xinglan glanced at her.

She wanted to visit He Shishi...

"I don't recommend this." The doctor nipped her idea in the bud. "You can go to a nearby resort, like a kind of farm, or expose yourself to nature, which will work for you."

When Shen Xinglan was thinking about where to go, the doctor over there smiled and congratulated A Miao.

"Mrs. Shen, it's a girl!"

She turned the screen, and A Miao kept her eyes wide open and looked at a small meatball pumping inside the screen.

"If you do it again in six months, and you will see the baby's hands and feet."

A Miao heavily nodded and stretched her hands out. Shen Xinglan held her hands and looked into the screen. It's a magic moment where a warm flood of familial love slowly spread out in his chest, making his expression unconsciously gentle.

When he left the hospital, he let A Miao get on the car first and went to see Ouyang Jin on his own.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Mei was standing here when he got off from the elevator.

"It's not easy to see you." Xiao Mei wore a long white dress and charmingly smiled at him. "Can we talk?"

"No." Shen Xinglan looked away and prepared to leave.

Xiao Mei's laughter came from behind. "Oh, don't you want to know who the teenager was that shot at you on the helicopter?”

Shen Xinglan suddenly stopped.

Chapter end