"Eat more, you've gotten so thin lately." Xiang's mother put some braised pork into Xiang Zhilan's bowl.
Xiang Zhilan remembered what the doctor said. She had indeed lost too much weight in the past two weeks and needed to gain at least five kilograms back, otherwise her waist might not be able to support her growing belly.
She picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into her mouth. The oiliness made her stomach a little upset. Afraid that her mother would notice, she covered her mouth and held it in for a while before swallowing the meat.
That evening, she ate one and a half bowls of rice and was very happy with her mother, who kept saying that she should have eaten more.
After finishing her meal, she returned to her room, turned on her computer, and searched for relevant information about precautions for pregnant women. She paid particular attention to whether the medication had stayed in her stomach for a while and whether it would affect the baby. The results all recommended waiting to go to the hospital for an ultrasound examination.
She planned to go to the newspaper office first thing tomorrow morning, and then go to the hospital for an ultrasound in the afternoon. Although the medicine hadn't been digested, the fertilized egg, which was less than the size of a soybean, must be very fragile, so it was better to be on the safe side.
As she thought about it, she downloaded a pregnancy app on her phone, which contained all sorts of information about pregnancy.
Lying in bed, watching various mothers exchange their pregnancy experiences on the forum, I learned a lot of valuable lessons in no time.
I fell asleep while looking at it, and the phone fell from my hand onto the small round blanket.
She had many dreams all night, but when she woke up she couldn't remember any of them. She subconsciously touched her flat stomach.
After getting out of bed, washing up, and having breakfast, I went to the magazine office first, following the plan I had made yesterday.
After I frankly told the editor-in-chief that I didn't want to go to Syria, I didn't encounter too much trouble.
She then submitted her resignation, which surprised the editor-in-chief: "Even if you don't go to Syria, no one will blame you. There's no need to submit your resignation for this reason."
"I'm really sorry for the trouble I've caused you, but that's not why I resigned. I can't do location photography for the time being." Xiang Zhilan had thought about it before; the physical exertion was too much, and she couldn't handle being constantly on the go for the first three months.
She needs to find a less demanding job temporarily and focus on her pregnancy. Since she's already decided to give birth, she needs to find a way to create a comfortable environment for the baby to grow safely in her womb.
“If you’re not feeling well, I can give you half a month off.” The editor-in-chief glanced at Xiang Zhilan and felt that she didn’t seem as energetic as before.
Xiang Zhilan shook her head, but she was still very grateful to her.
Seeing that Xiang Zhilan was determined to leave, the editor-in-chief signed the approval document and told her to take it to the personnel department.
After finishing her business at the newspaper, she drove to the Women and Children's Hospital and booked an appointment with the same doctor.
When the doctor heard that she had decided to have the baby, he smiled and arranged for her to have an ultrasound.
When Xiang Zhilan saw the picture, it was only the size of half a soybean. She felt that life was a miracle, growing from such a small size and swelling up day by day.
"Judging from the ultrasound, there shouldn't be any bleeding. You need to pay special attention to whether there is any bleeding in the next few weeks. If there is, you need to come to the hospital for a check-up immediately. You probably didn't take folic acid before you got pregnant, so you can start taking folic acid supplements during the first three months." The doctor looked down and wrote out a prescription for Xiang Zhilan.
Folic acid is available for free at the maternal and child health hospital. Xiang Zhilan took the box, put it in her bag, and left the hospital.
Having resolved these matters today, I felt a little more relaxed, so I called Ni Sitian and arranged to meet at the coffee shop where they often meet.
When she drove there, Ni Sitian was already there. She walked over with a slight smile.
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