Song Shuran looked at the mess in front of her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and quickly refused, "No, no, I don't need anything, really."
Seeing the seriousness on Song Shuran's face, everyone stopped insisting.
However, he still secretly put some food on Song Shuran's desk, all of which were good for the body.
"You guys should get back to work quickly, there really isn't a big problem. The month is still young, and I still have to finish those previous design drafts and stuff, and I also need to coordinate with the factory."
As Song Shuran spoke, she couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her belly, with a happy smile on her face.
Now that I have a baby in my belly, I have motivation and the future seems to be bright and open.
"Alright, alright, just stay in the studio and draw some drafts. Leave everything from the factory to me. If you're not feeling well, don't run around."
Fu Jiu still vividly remembers how Song Shuran looked when she had a miscarriage. She felt completely dazed and devastated!
It felt like I would faint in the next second. I felt groggy and had no energy at all!
It was precisely because of this that she was increasingly worried about the child in Song Shuran's belly. If there was even the slightest accident, she could imagine how miserable Song Shuran would be.
"How can you be so delicate? It's still a small month, it's nothing."
"It's just that you're young, so you need more care. Anyway, just listen to me. Just stay in the studio and draw on paper. When the time comes, have someone around you help you transfer it to the computer. You should also stay away from electronic equipment to reduce radiation..."
Fu Jiu rattled off a lot of words, and her words were so logical and coherent!
As someone who has been through this, she naturally knows what is good for pregnant women and what is not. Even the staff next to her were stunned when they heard it.
"Anyway, you need to strictly abide by what I say! Even if not for yourself, then for the baby in your belly, understand?"
Fu Jiu looked at Song Shuran seriously, her eyes fixed on her.
Even Song Shuran felt a little inexplicably flustered, and couldn't help but ask tentatively, "What if not?"
"If not, just go home and don't come to the studio! Just take good care of your pregnancy!"
When Song Shuran heard this, she quickly shook her head and said obediently, "Don't worry, I will definitely follow your instructions step by step."
Having said that, my heart, which had been hanging in the air, gradually settled down.
"That's better. Anyway, it's always right to be careful and cautious."
After learning from the last lesson, we must be even more careful this time!
If there is even the slightest problem, the consequences will be disastrous.
Just as Fu Jiu said, Song Shuran was also very idle in the studio and had almost no work.
She was just about to touch the computer to upload the drawings and make an electronic draft. But before she could do anything, someone immediately ran over and came to Song Shuran's side.
"Leave it alone, let me do it, let me do it."
He was so diligent and enthusiastic that he immediately took the blueprint and started drawing without hesitation.
Song Shuran was stunned. She was stunned for a moment, looking left and right, and there was really nothing to do.
I simply went straight to the studio's small kitchen and planned to make some desserts as a reward for the studio's employees.
After all, she was pregnant, so many tasks couldn't be carried out, and all the burden would fall on Fu Jiu and the employees.
So, when Fu Jiu came back, she saw Song Shuran sitting quietly on the sofa embroidering!
Yes, embroidery, cross-stitch!
The employees next to them were eating delicious cookies while drawing seriously. They would discuss and modify the drawings in their hands from time to time. They looked so serious.
"Why did you suddenly want to embroider?"
Fu Jiu approached with curiosity, and when she saw the miserable-looking flowers in Song Shuran's hands, she couldn't help but sigh.
"I have nothing to do, so I thought of making some small things for the children, such as small clothes."
However, it doesn't seem to be going very smoothly. On the surface, it looks like a flower is embroidered, but it is crooked and does not look very pretty.
Song Shuran spoke calmly and confidently, and seemed very satisfied with the work in her hands.
Fu Jiu looked horrible, but seeing the smile on Song Shuran's face, she nodded in approval.
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