"Under normal circumstances, it's... it's like this."
"Can't it be alleviated?"
"She just has to rest more, supplement more nutrition, and wait until the pregnancy progresses further. Then it'd be better to do an ultrasound and check again."
Mr. Jiu was very dissatisfied and sent the doctor away. He walked to the bedside himself. Qin Miaomiao, who felt unwell from vomiting, looked pale and weak.
"Where's Lu Qing? Where did that boy go?"
"He had some business in France. He'll be there for a week."
Mr. Jiu frowned: "You didn't tell him you're pregnant?"
Qin Miaomiao shook her head: "I haven't had a chance to tell him yet."
"Then keep it from him for now. When he's back, we'll deal with him properly. Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to eat something?"
Mr. Jiu looked at her pale face with deep sympathy. She shook her head:
"I don't want to eat anything. Just smelling food makes me want to vomit."
