"The food in the cafeteria is pretty good, why did you go through all that trouble to bring it here?" Lin Yue picked up a piece of pork rib and put it in her mouth, her eyebrows flying up at how delicious it was.
"It's okay for normal people to eat, but not for pregnant women. It's not nutritious enough, and there are too many out-of-season vegetables."
Lin Yue picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "You've been doing too much, help me share the burden."
Then, she held up the soup bowl and handed it to him, saying, "I'll eat the meat, and you can drink the soup."
Over the past few months, Song Yunzheng has also gained a few pounds.
To be honest, he was quite ashamed to admit that despite being an experienced obstetrician and gynecologist, he would always inexplicably become nervous when it came to his wife's pregnancy, fearing that he wouldn't do a good enough job and daring not to be negligent in the slightest.
He even began to worry about the pain Lin Yue would suffer during childbirth. The thought of it made him feel restless and anxious.
If his colleagues knew his current state and mood, he would surely become the laughing stock of them.
During his detailed anomaly scan, Song Yunzheng sat in his office, holding the 4D ultrasound report, his eyes red from crying. The joy of becoming a father for the first time enveloped him, yet a heavy weight of worry weighed on his heart.
Until late pregnancy, Lin Yue only gained weight in her belly, while her limbs remained slender and firm. Apart from craving sour foods, she had no pregnancy symptoms at all, and vomiting never occurred.
Lin Yue also felt incredibly lucky and often told Song Yunzheng that the baby must have come to repay a debt of gratitude, knowing how to care for its mother even before it was born, and growing up obediently in its mother's womb.
Song Yunzheng looked at her gently, his large hand lightly covering her belly, and said with a smile, "You are truly my child."
"So, do you want a boy or a girl?" Lin Yue suddenly asked.
Song Yunzheng massaged her lower back, his tone light and cheerful, "As long as it's our child, I'll love it, regardless of gender."
Lin Yue leaned against him with a smile, "I just hope that our child's personality will be like yours—smart, resourceful, rational, and decisive."
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