"Miss, are you feeling unwell?" Miao Miao tilted her head and softly asked after swallowing a mouthful of chicken. Her eyes were full of concern, and countless possibilities of illnesses that could cause a loss of appetite flashed through her mind, even the fleeting thought that Du Xixi might be "pregnant again."
Before Du Xixi could say anything in response to Miao Miao's question, Ke Xing, who was indulging in the delicious food, raised his head and looked at Du Xixi with concern, "What's the matter? Is Xixi feeling uncomfortable?"
Du Xixi shook her head and said with a slight frown, "It's nothing serious, just a lack of appetite. I already felt a bit queasy during breakfast, but it wasn't as strong as it is now."
"How about we accompany you to the military hospital for a check-up?" Ke Xing put down his chopsticks. His concern for Du Xixi's health made the bowl of Dong'an Chicken seem less tasty than before.
