Chapter 171 Sometimes I want to call the police at home

She handed the spoon to Gu Zhiyan, picked up the bowl, and separated the vegetables and beef into the bowl to make it easier for him to eat.

His right hand was injured, so Jian Yao passed the spoon to his left hand and moved the bowl towards him.

Gu Zhiyan held the spoon, his eyes fixed on the porridge in the bowl for two seconds, he gently scooped up a spoonful, and then as if he had pulled a wound, he groaned, his hand lost strength, and the porcelain white spoon fell into the porridge bowl with a slight "ding" sound.

Jian Yao paused while holding the bowl, frowned, held his wrist and asked him to lean back on the pillow, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Did it hurt?"

Gu Zhiyan nodded with a pale face, "It's okay."

As he spoke, he was about to reach out for the spoon, but Jian Yao stopped him, "Forget it, you better stop moving. I'll feed you."

She picked up the spoon, scooped up a mouthful of porridge, blew it gently on her lips, and then brought it to Gu Zhiyan's mouth.

Gu Zhiyan opened his mouth and swallowed it. He glanced at the rest in the bowl and slightly opened his lips, "I want to eat beef."

"Okay." Jian Yao scooped a spoonful of porridge with beef and brought it to his lips.

Gu Zhiyan raised his eyes to look at her, "No."

Jian Yao: …

What I mean is, it's already right in front of your mouth, so what's wrong with blowing it yourself?

But when she met his inky eyes, Jian Yao retracted her hand and blew it gently.

After finally finishing feeding, Jian Yao put down the bowl and helped Gu Zhiyan lie down. When she stood up, someone grabbed her wrist again.

"Where are you going?"

Jian Yao looked at his hand that was tightly holding her wrist but couldn't move the spoon. She was silent for a moment and snorted, "I'll take the bowl back to the kitchen."

Gu Zhiyan stared at her face for a moment, then let go of her hand, "Then come back soon."

After Jian Yao left the room, he took a look at the two thick quilts as big as a mountain blocking between him and Jian Yao.

Although he knew that Jian Yao did this on purpose for fear of touching his wound, he still gritted his teeth and then kicked him lightly.

In the first half of the night, Jian Yao was worried that Gu Zhiyan's wound might be inflamed and that he might have a fever, so she slept in a state of anxiety.

He seemed to be awake and in good spirits. He had eaten a lot and slept very soundly in the second half of the night.

The next morning.

Jian Yao washed herself and then helped Gu Zhiyan wash himself.

When the two went downstairs, grandma and mom were already waiting there.

Seeing Jian Yao helping Gu Zhiyan downstairs, Gu's mother put down the newspaper in her hand and glanced at Gu Zhiyan, "What's wrong? Is your arm injured and your hamstring pulled?"

Gu Zhiyan raised his eyebrows and said, "Mom, I'm injured, can you please be more gentle with me?"

Mother Gu snorted softly, "Even if you are injured, you can't bully Yaoyao."

He only has superficial injuries, no broken bones or tendons, why are you making such a fuss?

It's just a trick.

Grandma Gu held her phone and smiled secretly, gently tugging at her daughter-in-law's hand, "It's just the young couple's hobbies, we old folks shouldn't be so lenient."

So, in the next few days, Gu Zhiyan could be seen everywhere in the old house humming and asking Jian Yao to feed him food, medicine and fruit.

Even when dealing with company mail, Jian Yao had to sit next to him and hold it for him.

Mrs. Gu didn't mind at all when she saw it, and she even secretly took a lot of videos and photos.

When Gu's mother saw her son's pretentious look, she almost rolled her eyes to the sky.

Finally, one afternoon, when Jian Yao went to help him wash the fruit, Mother Gu, unable to bear it any longer, sat down next to Gu Zhiyan with a cup of coffee.

"Ayan, I know you two have a good relationship, but this is in the old house, can you be more restrained? Let Yaoyao do all the work for you!"

She is a girl who has never done any housework in the Jian family. It doesn't make sense for her to do such trivial chores after marrying into their family.

Gu Zhiyan glanced in the direction of the kitchen and chuckled, "Mom, you don't understand."

If you don't let her do something, she will feel guilty.

Let her do something within her ability, and she will feel at ease.

Anyway, most of the work was done by the maid. She just washed the fruits at most. Even the food she fed him was cooled in advance to avoid it getting burned.

When Mother Gu heard what her son said, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Sometimes I really want to call the police even when I’m at home.

Still she doesn’t understand?

She is two years older than him, what doesn't she understand?

It’s like no one has ever been young.

Are you bullying her because her husband can't come back from a business trip?

Mother Gu was too lazy to sit here and eat dog food, so she drank the rest of her coffee in one gulp and prepared to leave.

When he turned his eyes, he suddenly saw Gu Zhiyan's face changed, and he suddenly covered his chest and choked.

It's much more serious than the last time we had dinner together.

Mother Gu looked dazed, stood up and patted him on the back, "Is your diarrhea still not healed?"

Why does it look so serious?

Gu Zhiyan pulled over a trash can and vomited a little more, tears welling up in his eyes with pain.

He picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth, asked someone to take care of the trash can, and then spoke, "It's okay, it won't heal in a short time."

If Yaoyao is really pregnant, maybe the next one or two months will be like this.

In the past few days, he could feel that he wanted to vomit more and more often.

Because of his injury, the meals at the old house these past few days were extremely light, but he still managed to suppress the nauseous feeling several times.

Moreover, this feeling is no longer limited to the smell of oil smoke or the fishy smell of meat.

It's not a good feeling to feel like vomiting at any time or anywhere.

Gu Zhiyan was a little relieved that it was him who vomited. If it was Yaoyao... he would rather suffer this pain himself.

Seeing that he said he wouldn't be well in a short time, and even laughed happily, Mother Gu couldn't help but slap him on the head, "Are you stupid?"

He didn't even tell me he was sick. Even when he was in such pain, he was still happy like a fool.

Gu Zhiyan hesitated several times and was too embarrassed to say that he was suffering from morning sickness.

Mother Gu sighed angrily, looked up and asked someone to call a doctor.

"Wait a moment."

Gu Zhiyan hurriedly called out to everyone and asked them to leave. He pulled his mother's hand, motioning her to lower her head, and whispered in her ear.

Mother Gu's eyes lit up, she straightened her back suddenly, and her voice became a few decibels higher.

"real?"

She slapped Gu Zhiyan on the head again, "How dare you let Yaoyao do the work!"

Gu Zhiyan touched his head aggrievedly, "Please keep your voice down, the test results haven't come out yet."

Mother Gu said confidently, "You've already vomited, it's almost certain."

Besides, how could the pulse taken by experts from Beijing's top hospitals be wrong?

It is humble not to say anything too much.

After saying this, Mother Gu felt like laughing.

Seeing Gu Zhiyan's dark face, she thought of her son's uncomfortable look after vomiting just now, and smoothed his hair, "Thank you for your hard work. Mom will ask someone to get you some plums. They are so sour and disgusting."

"No, Mom will do it for you this afternoon."

Gu Zhiyan: …

Thank you.