Ming Mei blinked and smiled, saying, "Okay."
Zhao Guihua asked, "Oh, right. Since the last time we went to the hospital, you haven't gone again, have you?"
Ming Mei shook her head, "No."
Zhao Guihua was speechless. "You fool, how come you don't know how to take care of yourself? Tomorrow, take some time off and I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up."
Ming Mei blinked her big eyes and said, "But I'm fine."
Zhao Guihua replied, "Of course, I know you're fine. But you're pregnant, and you need to go to the hospital for check-ups every now and then. First, to confirm the timing, and second, to check your health condition. You really..."
She looked Ming Mei up and down and sincerely said, "You're such a blockhead."
Ming Mei just chuckled.
Ming Mei wasn't annoyed at all after being scolded. If she couldn't tell good from bad, then she really would have lived up to Zhao Guihua's words—being a blockhead.
However, the rain still didn't fall.
