Zhen Tian and Yang Tao are really out of ideas.
They packed their things and, because of Ye Qingyan's actions, switched to a different coffee shop.
Unconvinced, Ye Qingyan ordered three more cups of milk.
As the two had predicted, Ye Qingyan vomited again.
"I just don't believe it."
Ye Qingyan went to the supermarket again and bought milk. This time, she didn't vomit the milk. Instead, she vomited up everything in her stomach.
Zhen Tian and Yang Tao couldn't bear to see her mistreating herself like this. They patted Ye Qingyan on the back and told her to rinse her mouth.
"Forget it, if you can't drink, then don't. Let's go get something to eat. If you threw up, let's have some porridge. It'll soothe your stomach," Yang Tao said.
Zhen Tian: Yes, I saw a news report before that some people are intolerant to milk, and you might be one of them.
"I used to drink a lot of this stuff." Ye Qingyan didn't believe it.
"Have you been having a poor appetite lately, and not eating properly?" Zhen Tian asked again.
Ye Qingyan started to worry when she thought about Huo Qingming's company.
"yes."
"That makes sense. It's probably because your stomach hasn't been feeling well lately," Zhen Tian concluded.
"Alright then." Ye Qingyan was genuinely feeling unwell, so she stopped driving and put Zhen Tian in the driver's seat instead.
They drove towards the restaurant.
The congee is cooked in a clay pot, so it takes a long time to cook.
Zhen Tian and the others waited for an hour before a piping hot casserole was finally served on the table.
The moment it's opened, a wonderful aroma fills the air.
Yang Tao sighed, "Rich people can even make porridge into eight hundred different dishes."
This chicken and sea cucumber congee is priced at 888 yuan. If it were Yang Tao herself, she would never eat it, even if it meant death. Wouldn't a three-yuan bowl of congee be better?
While Yang Tao was still reminiscing, Zhen Tian picked up the pot lid and scooped a large spoonful for both Ye Qingyan and Yang Tao. She then scooped some for herself.
The aroma was irresistible.
Yang Tao's appetite was whetted: "I must say, this chicken soup is very flavorful, but it's not greasy at all..."
Zhen Tian also took a bite and nodded.
Ye Qingyan knew she wasn't feeling well, but the more uncomfortable she felt, the more she needed to take care of herself. She forced herself to eat a few bites, suppressing her nausea.
She couldn't hold it in any longer and ran to the bathroom to vomit violently.
Yang Tao and Zhen Tian were also unable to eat anymore.
He helped Ye Qingyan rinse her mouth.
Yang Tao quickly said, "You should go to the hospital to get it checked out. This is too serious. It won't do if you can't eat anything."
Zhen Tian nodded in agreement.
It's such a waste that we haven't eaten much of the big pot of porridge yet.
Yang Tao ran back to ask the waiter to pack it up, and then paid the bill.
"Oh, I'll pay..." Before Zhen Tian could finish speaking, Yang Tao's card was already swiped.
"Let's go." Although it's expensive, Yang Tao has saved up some money over the years. It's not much, but it's enough to pay for a meal.
Even if it hurts.
Zhen Tian didn't argue anymore, and the two helped Ye Qingyan into the car.
The hospital was nearby. After Ye Qingyan described her symptoms, the nurse at the front desk glanced at her and said coldly, "Go to the gynecology department."
"Huh? Shouldn't her stomachache be treated by an internal medicine doctor?" Zhen Tian asked, confused.
"Do you have a sex life?" the nurse asked bluntly.
Ye Qingyan's face turned pale instantly.
The nurse, seeing that everyone understood, became even more indifferent: "Go to the gynecology department to check if you're pregnant."
Feeling dizzy and disoriented, I registered for an appointment and waited to see a doctor.
Even after all three of them sat down, they still hadn't recovered from the shock.
Pregnancy? What pregnancy? Is this something that should exist in the lives of a fairy?
No one spoke, and soon it was Ye Qingyan's turn.
I followed the doctor's instructions and had a bunch of tests done. In the end, I went back to the doctor with the reports in my hand.
The doctor glanced at her briefly, then adjusted his glasses: "Congratulations, you're pregnant. The baby is already eight weeks along."
"Eight weeks!" Yang Tao exclaimed.
"Yes, the fetus is doing well. Remember to come back for your monthly check-up. Here's your pregnancy handbook; take it home and look at it." The doctor handed Ye Qingyan a booklet. "If you're worried, you can get some vitamins to take home. However, if the fetus is healthy, it's not recommended to eat anything. Just exercise more and keep a happy mood."
"Oh." Ye Qingyan stood there, stunned.
"Husbands didn't come?" The doctor glanced back and saw the three girls' pale faces, and immediately understood.
The doctor sighed. Another foolish girl who got pregnant out of wedlock.
He said earnestly, "Girls, you still need to be careful to protect yourselves. Discuss with the other party whether you want to keep the baby or not."
The three of them came out of the office feeling dizzy and sat on a bench in the hospital corridor.
"Eight weeks! You didn't even know your period had started?!" Yang Tao couldn't help but exclaim, "You, you, you! Why didn't you use protection?"
Ye Qingyan was also bewildered; she couldn't remember which time she had fallen for it.
Now all she can think about is being pregnant out of wedlock. Will her father beat her to death? Will Qingming want the child? What should she do?
Zhen Tian was also pondering. The moment she heard Ye Qingyan was pregnant, a scene flashed through her mind. In the book, Ye Qingyan had also been pregnant, but she ended up having an abortion. It wasn't the man's fault; Ye Qingyan herself had the abortion. The man almost went crazy when he found out afterwards. And that man seemed to be…
Huo Qingming!
Good heavens, she had completely forgotten who the only man Ye Qingyan in the book ever loved was—it was Huo Qingming!
However, Huo Qingming couldn't accept Ye Qingyan's harem, nor could he tolerate her aborting her child without saying a word. In the end, he drifted further and further away from Ye Qingyan, becoming like a stranger.
That's Huo Qingming!!!
Damn it, she just remembered.
Zhen Tian was very annoyed.
She was even more afraid that Ye Qingyan would want to abort the child.
"Qingyan...do you want her?" she asked, regaining her composure.
Ye Qingyan touched her flat stomach, her voice filled with confusion: "I don't know."
"Why don't you know? Would you be happy if you had a daughter like you or a son like Brother Huo?" Zhen Tian carefully guided her.
Ye Qingyan's eyes were unfocused: "But would Qingming want it? He hasn't even mentioned marriage. Maybe he doesn't love me that much..."
"How could that be! Don't you trust Brother Huo? Don't you trust yourself? Sometimes you don't even like Ye Qingyan!" Zhen Tian gripped her hand tightly: "Do you want this child?"
"I want to!" Ye Qingyan lowered her head and chuckled. "I never thought I would get married and pregnant. But she's in my belly, she's a life, how could I hurt her?"
Zhen Tian was surprised that things were going so smoothly, and she secretly clenched her fist and cheered.
"Then let's tell Brother Huo. Let's ask his opinion. He might be even happier than you are that you have a child," Zhen Tian coaxed Ye Qingyan.
"Will he?" Ye Qingyan wasn't sure.
"Yes, of course he will," Zhen Tian said slowly. "Brother Huo will definitely like this child very much."
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