Chapter 167 (Second Update) Dr. Chen, I'm hungry...
People really shouldn't be too cocky.
Tang Mingli quickly came to understand this truth left by her ancestors.
Last night I was secretly pleased with myself for being pregnant, but the next day when I ate breakfast, I felt nauseous after swallowing just one bite.
"vomit."
The sound of gagging broke the peace of the Fu family this morning.
The people sitting at the dining table eating breakfast all looked up in one direction.
"vomit."
A feeling of nausea welled up again, and Tang Mingli quickly covered her mouth.
Fortunately, despite feeling disgusted, I didn't actually vomit, otherwise it would have been a disaster.
But this was enough to frighten Tang Mingli so much that she dared not eat anymore.
Waaah, today it's salted bone congee with taro dumplings, she loves it!
Fu Ci was unaware that his wife was already saddened by not being able to eat such a delicious breakfast. He assumed she was trying to hold back her tears because she was feeling unwell. His face was full of worry, and even the hand he reached out to gently pat his wife's back trembled.
Mingli, this is...
Pregnancy symptoms?
Everyone in the Fu family seemed to be thinking about this, including Tang Mingli.
She was truly on the verge of tears.
Unfortunately, I had no choice but to accept it; the glorious morning sickness had arrived.
On the first day of her morning sickness, Tang Mingli managed to eat only half a bowl of white rice; she dared not touch anything else. Especially greasy food—the smell alone made her nauseous.
Eating only half a bowl of rice a day dates back to my childhood in a previous life.
Her parents left their hometown to work in the south, leaving her with her grandparents who favored boys over girls, and she was always hungry.
The feeling of hunger permeated almost her entire childhood.
Later, when I went to school and boarded at the school cafeteria, I was finally able to eat my fill.
In her entire life, she only went hungry for one day before she couldn't bear the hunger anymore, and she lay listlessly on the bed, not wanting to move at all.
If she could, she really wanted to learn to breathe like a tortoise, to lie still and not expend energy.
But humans aren't turtles; even if they're just lying down, their bodies still metabolize over a thousand calories a day.
That's over a thousand calories; you'd need to eat at least five or six bowls of rice to get enough.
Now she dared not say that being pregnant was nothing; the morning sickness alone had worn her down.
That night, Tang Mingli ate chicken legs in her sleep, and was woken up by hunger just as dawn broke the next day.
Upon waking and gazing at the indistinct ceiling, she realized acutely that this was not a solution.
So, after waiting until around 8 o'clock, she hurriedly called the doctor who had been in charge of her prenatal checkups.
Perhaps it was the contact over the past few months that made me lose to the doctor.
As soon as the call connected, Tang Mingli tearfully complained, "Dr. Chen, I'm hungry."
Upon arriving at the consultation room, Dr. Chen, who was waiting for patients to come in, was puzzled by these words and laughed, "If you're hungry, just eat something."
"I want to eat it, but I'll throw up if I do."
"Oh, I see. Don't worry, it's probably just morning sickness."
"I'm not worried, I'm just so hungry. I was starving all day yesterday, and I feel weak all over today. Dr. Chen, you may not know, but I've always been terrified of going hungry since I was a child."
After hearing about her situation, Dr. Chen thought for a moment and decided to have her come to the hospital for an injection.
Hearing that she could get an injection, Tang Mingli felt a glimmer of hope.
If they can get injections, it means there's a way to alleviate the symptoms.
beat!
Fu Ci didn't dare to delay for a moment and immediately drove his wife to the hospital.
Surprisingly, after two IV drips, the nausea finally subsided.
After three days of injections, Tang Mingli's vomiting symptoms were basically relieved.
She was overjoyed to be able to eat again, and seemed determined to make up for all the food she had missed during this period, but Fu Ci stopped her.
"The doctor said that overeating can also easily cause nausea."
"Oh right." Tang Mingli was still shaken by the nausea and immediately gave up the idea of binge eating.
After she recovered, she was able to focus on Fu Ci.
"You've been home for so many days now, and you haven't been involved in anything at the factory for so long. Aren't you worried about things getting chaotic?"
Fu Ci smiled and said, "Don't worry, the employees below aren't just getting paid for nothing."
"No matter how capable the employees are, they still need you as their boss. Besides, there are two factories."
We can't afford to have any accidents happen while climbing the ladder of power, especially since we've worked so hard to build this empire.
Fu Ci knew she was worried that he would be affected at work because of her, so he reassured her, "Don't worry, trust me, I know what I'm doing."
Tang Mingli really wanted to believe Fu Ci.
If it were anything else, she certainly wouldn't hesitate for a second. But when it came to her, Fu Ci's rationality became less reliable.
Faced with his wife's accusations, Fu Ci had no choice but to confess honestly.
"Actually, your situation is better, and I'm also planning to go back to Shenzhen."
I've been controlling things remotely by phone these days. Although nothing has gone wrong yet, it definitely won't work in the long run.
I really hate that I can't be in two places at once.
"You really don't need to worry about me. Just go about your business. I have a doctor behind me. Doctors are the professionals."
Fu Ci: "..."
This is the first time I've heard such a clear-headed statement, yet it's impossible to refute it.
Indeed, the doctor is the professional; even if he stayed, he couldn't solve the problem.
But……
Fu Ci said somewhat aggrievedly, "Being by your side can also give you spiritual strength, right?"
His little eyes looked so pitiful.
Tang Mingli was certain that if she dared to say no, he would be heartbroken.
"Yes, of course I can. I feel very secure when you're by my side."
It was a word of reassurance, but also... the truth.
Tang Mingli had to admit that she felt exceptionally at ease with Fu Ci by her side.
However, since she also loves money, she can't help but worry about affecting his career.
Fine, I'll just consider myself a career-oriented, supportive wife.
The next day, Fu Ci received a call from his assistant informing him that there was a problem with a batch of goods being produced at the factory, and he had to return to Shenzhen a day earlier than planned.
Before leaving, he also visited Fu Caiping at the hospital.
While at the hospital, Fu Ci ran into Gu Lin, who was taking care of her grandmother. Fu Ci noticed that Gu Lin looked rather haggard, and the two chatted for a while.
During the conversation, Fu Ci realized that she and Yang Tao must have had a conflict.
In matters between husband and wife, unless they themselves have figured it out, it's really not appropriate for outsiders to interfere too much.
Fu Ci could only tell her that if she encountered any difficulties, she should definitely come to him for help.
These words alone moved Gu Lin to tears.
However, she still stubbornly shook her head: "Cousin, I'm fine."
Fu Ci didn't force her, but he was very worried and gave her his phone number in the garment factory office in Shenzhen.
Gu Lin silently memorized it in her mind, as if she were memorizing not a phone number, but a way to survive in a desperate situation.
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