"You're about to become a mother, yet you're still so reckless."
Jiang Ling complained, "I don't have any."
"Come here." He Zui waved at her and asked her to sit on the wooden bench in the yard.
Jiang Ling knew what he was going to do and consciously exposed his wrist.
He Zui glanced at Zhou Jing'an who followed in and took Jiang Ling's pulse.
Jiang Ling propped up her head and looked at him seriously, "I'm fine, nothing happened."
Turning to look at Zhou Jing'an, he was standing next to him with a serious look on his face.
After a moment, He Zui withdrew his hand, his expression relaxed, and he hummed softly: "At least he takes good care of you."
Jiang Ling took out the painting with a smile, "Just so you know, I'm in good health."
Apart from occasional morning sickness and waking up at night, there is nothing else wrong.
Zhou Jing'an's expression relaxed after hearing He Zui's words.
"Doctor He, this is what Zhou Jing'an found again. I brought it to you specially." Jiang Ling winked at him. "It's just right for me to come and see you."
He Zui raised the corner of his mouth, took the painting, and said with feigned disdain: "It's good enough to just send the painting over, there's no need to come."
"Wow!" Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows. "I'm going to be sad if Doctor He says that."
He Zui just smiled and ignored her.
He stood up, poured them some tea, told them to help themselves, and then went into the house with the painting.
Several people left the city early in the morning. In order to prevent Jiang Ling from feeling uncomfortable, they deliberately slowed down their speed. So when they arrived, it was almost noon, so they naturally had lunch here.
He Zui didn't have anything delicious to eat here, so he wanted to kill the hen he had raised for several years and give it to Jiang Ling to eat, but Jiang Ling disagreed.
"The hen needs to be kept to lay eggs, I won't eat them."
Her eyes lit up, "I want to eat the game that Doctor He roasted."
I have to say that He Zui is really an expert at barbecue.
He Zui snorted, "You are the greedy one."
Then he called out to Ye Song, Ye Bai and the others, "Let's go hunt some wild game, otherwise this little ancestor will go on a hunger strike because she's pregnant."
He curled his lips and said deliberately, "If you starve to death in this little hut of mine, I won't be able to defend myself."
This made everyone laugh.
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"Yeah, that's the taste. Doctor He's roasted ones are still the best."
Jiang Ling ate happily and contentedly, and ate two rabbit legs in a row.
Zhou Jing'an, who was standing by, was so busy taking care of her that he didn't even eat a few bites himself.
But seeing Jiang Ling eating so happily, he couldn't help but smile.
As a result, when Jiang Ling picked up the third rabbit leg handed to her by He Zui, before she opened her mouth, her stomach suddenly churned and she felt nauseous. Jiang Ling quickly put down the rabbit leg, ran to the side, bent down and vomited twice.
Zhou Jing'an hurried over to stroke her back, frowning in pain.
"Are you feeling better? Do you want a drink of water?"
When the people nearby saw this, they all came over worriedly. He Zui glanced at her twice and turned to go into the inner room.
Jiang Ling vomited twice but nothing came out, and she just felt nauseous.
She relaxed, feeling alright, and straightened up, waving her hands, "It's alright, it's alright."
At this moment, a cool feeling suddenly came from the tip of my nose and went straight into my nose.
It was He Zui who brought over a small medicine bag.
"Smell this and see if it will feel better?" There was a hint of worry in his voice.
Jiang Ling took it and put it to the tip of her nose and sniffed it twice. She instantly felt her heart and spleen become much more unblocked. A cool feeling went straight to her heart, making her feel refreshed.
"It smells so good. Thank you, Doctor He."
Seeing that she was fine, He Zui returned to his usual stubborn and disdainful expression and asked, "Did you use the medicine bag I asked Ye Song to bring back?"
"I used it." Jiang Ling nodded. "It smells really good. I don't know why, but I just like the smell of mint."
Especially since I got pregnant, I just like the smell of mint, which is cool and very comfortable.
When Ye Song gave the painting to He Zui, He Zui asked him to take back a lot of medicine bags. The main ingredient was mint, and other herbs were added. They smelled very comfortable.
Jiang Ling smiled and said, "I've used it all up. I carry it with me every day."
He Zui snorted lightly, "Don't you know how to ask someone to pick it up after you're done? Why do you want me to deliver it to you?"
"Isn't this because I'm afraid of disturbing you?" Jiang Ling leaned over, "Besides, I'm here to see you."
He Zui said nothing, returned to the dining table, and handed a large package to Zhou Jing'an.
"If you feel nauseous, just smell it and you'll feel better."
Zhou Jing'an quickly accepted it and thanked him.
Jiang Ling also came over to express her gratitude, then turned her head and said, "Why don't you just move back to the capital, Doctor He? That way it will be more convenient for me to come visit you, and we can take care of you."
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