"My sister-in-law is right! To hell with my agent, to hell with dieting! I'm going to eat hot pot today, I'm not going to diet!"
Perhaps because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, the two women were having a great time eating, drinking, and playing together.
Afterwards, An Yiruo returned to Xinghai Bay with a smile on her face.
When she opened the door and saw the man sitting on the living room sofa through the crack, she ran over and threw herself into his arms.
"Honey, did you eat well tonight? Did you miss me?"
"You heartless little brat. Are you full?"
"I'm full, I'm so full!"
An Yu Ruo found a comfortable spot to sit down, rubbed her stomach, and rested her head on Mo Jing Chen's shoulder: "I used to think that actors and stars only needed to dress up beautifully and stand on the stage shining brightly."
"You think you can make money just by having a good-looking face? But after hearing Feifei's story, I realize how tough this industry really is."
"No industry can be done without hard work. Celebrities may look glamorous on the surface, but the effort they need to put in behind the scenes is often several times that of ordinary people."
"Your reward will always be proportional to your effort," Mo Jingchen said, patting her head and patiently explaining.
“You’re right. No matter what, your efforts and rewards will always be proportional,” An Yiruo said, then yawned.
"I'm so sleepy, I'm going upstairs to sleep. Don't stay up too late either."
An Yiruo returned to her bedroom and, without even taking a shower or changing her clothes, went straight to sleep.
Late at night, at an unknown time, An Yiruo felt her stomach churning, feeling nauseous and uncomfortable.
"Ugh~", An Yiruo covered her mouth and quickly ran out of bed into the bathroom.
"An'an, what's wrong?"
Mo Jingchen was a light sleeper, and he was immediately awakened by the noise and ran over.
As soon as he entered the restroom, he saw An Yiru squatting in front of the toilet, vomiting violently, which made Mo Jingchen's heart clench.
"An'an, I'll take you to the hospital." Mo Jingchen was about to pick her up from the ground when he saw An Yiru wave at him and vomit again.
All night, An Yiruo squatted in front of the toilet, vomiting bile until it was almost coming up. She looked miserable, which made Mo Jingchen feel sorry for her but also somewhat helpless.
"An'an, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling any better?" Mo Jingchen squatted down beside An Yiruo and gently supported her back.
"Feeling a little better, but still feeling so awful, waaaaah~"
If Mo Jingchen weren't around, vomiting wouldn't be a big deal for An Yiruo.
But with Mo Jingchen by her side, she no longer wanted to be strong, nor could she be strong!
She was in so much pain, and all she wanted was comfort.
"I'll take you to the hospital."
Mo Jingchen carried An Yiruo out of the bathroom and carefully placed her on the edge of the bed.
He went to the dressing room, took An Yiruo's clothes, and dressed her one by one.
Having just vomited, An Yiruo had no strength left in her body, so she could only silently put her hands on Mo Jingchen's shoulders and let him carry her downstairs.
Through the living room's floor-to-ceiling windows, An Yiruo saw that the sky outside was already slightly bright. After staying up half the night, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"Young Master, what's wrong with Young Madam?" Uncle Wang came out after hearing the commotion and saw Mo Jingchen carrying An Yiruo, who looked weak, downstairs.
"The young mistress is ill; I'm taking her to the hospital."
"I'll go call Xiao Zhang right now, young master, please wait a moment," Wang Bo said, then turned and walked inside.
"No need, I'll drive there myself. I'll have him pick me up from the hospital later." With that, Mo Jingchen hurriedly carried An Yiruo away.
There weren't many vehicles on the streets in the early morning, and Mo Jingchen's car quickly and steadily came to a stop in front of the hospital.
Having received prior notice, doctors and nurses were already waiting outside the door as soon as Mo Jingchen arrived.
"Mr. Mo, what is Madam's condition now?"
"She wasn't feeling well at night and kept vomiting," Mo Jingchen replied to the doctor beside him while holding An Yiruo.
Inside the VIP consultation room, several gastroenterologists were examining An Yiruo.
After repeated examinations by several doctors, it was found that Mrs. Mo's stomach and intestines... seemed to be... not too problematic.
"Madam, what did you eat last night?"
"I had hot pot with friends last night. Could it be the hot pot?" An Yiruo leaned weakly against the back of the sofa.
“It doesn’t look like it. Madam, please get a blood test first, and we’ll investigate the specific cause after the results come back,” the gastroenterologist said, then winked at the nurse behind him.
While waiting for the test results, An Yiruo was scheduled for an abdominal ultrasound.
The doctor wanted to investigate from multiple angles to determine the cause of the illness, after all, the important person in front of him was someone he couldn't afford to offend.
You can't exactly say it's because of your own medical skills that you can't find the cause of the illness! That would probably be the end of your career!
In the ultrasound room, the doctor performing the examination was a young woman. She had received prior instructions from her superiors and knew that the woman in front of her was an important person.
"Madam, you are so beautiful."
"Thank you," An Yiruo replied politely as she lay down.
Because she was a patient requiring special care, the doctors in the ultrasound room were exceptionally thorough in examining all of An Yiruo's organs, large and small.
Until… the doctor uttered a questioning sound.
"Doctor, is there a problem?"
This question made An Yiruo's heart jump into her throat.
"Madam, please wait a moment while I double-check."
After the doctor confirmed it several times, a smile appeared on his face: "Congratulations, madam."
"Congratulations to me?" An Yiruo, who was lying in the hospital bed at the moment, was completely confused by these words.
"Congratulations, madam, you're going to be a mother!" the doctor said with a smile.
What? She's going to be a mother? How can this be so unreal? It's so sudden.
"Are you sure? But why don't I feel anything at all?" An Yiruo asked, feeling that it all seemed too unreal.
"It's not that you didn't feel anything. Your vomiting last night was a signal from the baby."
So the reason I spent the whole night doing this... was because I was so impressed with my own little one.
"I understand, thank you, doctor."
"Madam, you're too kind. It's what we should do."
When An Yiruo walked out of the ultrasound room, her mind was still blank, and she didn't know how to react to the sudden surprise!
"An'an, what's wrong?" Mo Jingchen was waiting in the hospital corridor when he looked up and saw his wife looking completely bewildered.
"Honey, I have something to tell you," An Yiruo said, looking up at him with wide eyes and a half-smile on her lips.
"What's wrong? What did the doctor just say?" Mo Jingchen gently tidied the stray hairs at her temples.
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