When she came out of the bathroom, Gu refused to go back to the dining room, and asked Fu Hanzheng to help her to sit on the sofa in the living room.

The whole person has already vomited to some lack of energy, is resting lazily on the sofa, has no appetite to eat again.

For the first time, Fu Hanzheng was scared. He sent a message to Yuanmeng with his mobile phone and asked her to come over.

After all, she is the one who has had children, and she has more experience in this area.

Yuanmeng was sleeping in, and rushed over without washing his face. When he saw the man sitting on the sofa, he asked without surprise.

"Vomiting again?"

Fu Hanzheng nodded solemnly, "is there any way to relieve it?"

Yuanmeng asked the servant to prepare lemonade and plum and put them in the tea table.

"If you eat something sour, it will be better."

Fu Hanzheng took lemonade and fed it to her for half a cup. Looking at the person who got up early in the morning and was still full of energy, he suddenly vomited weakly and felt a lot of pain.

"When will such symptoms stop?"

Yuan Meng wandered around the restaurant and enjoyed the breakfast that Gu Weiwei could not eat.

"It depends on the individual's constitution. It's usually only three months after vomiting, and some people will puke until the birth of the child."

Fu Hanzheng's face became more heavy.

If this continues until the child's three months, she has more than a month to go.

"No other way?"

"No, anyone who is pregnant and has a baby is vomiting like this." Yuanmeng said.

However, she vomited more seriously than the average pregnant woman.

Gu Weiwei gradually slowed down a little, said to the servant.

"Make me a lemon salad again."

It's OK to eat this porridge yesterday. I can't even watch it now.

Fu Hanzheng then fed her a drink of water and asked.

"Why don't you go to bed and lie down?"

Gu Weiwei pulled the pillow on the sofa to hold it and sat right.

"No, it's much better. Go and have breakfast."

The first few days are very painful to vomit, and I'm used to it.

Fu Hanzheng saw that she was so miserable that she was not in the mood to have breakfast by herself.

Soon, the servant reconstructed a vegetable salad and brought it. The lettuce, kuju, the virgin fruit, purple cabbage, was added with the chicken breast diced meat, the fresh salad juice mixed with lemon juice, apple vinegar and olive oil.

Gu Weiwei took a taste, with the no feeling of the nausea, he ate it with the confidence and boldness.

Yuan Meng saw it, and asked the servant to cut a plate of fruit and send it to him.

Gu Weiwei ate a plate of salad and a plate of fruit, which finally filled her stomach.

Fu Hanzheng saw that she had finished eating, poured a glass of water for her again, and took the script to her hand, so he was relieved to use breakfast.

Yuan Meng rubs breakfast and goes back to sleep.

Gu Weiwei holds the script and ponders over the later drama that needs to be revised. Fu Hanzheng sits next to her and carefully checks the precautions, food preferences and taboos of the early pregnant women on her mobile phone, and notes them down one by one.

For a while, Gu Weiwei put down the script and looked curiously at what he was remembering.

When I saw what he recorded, I couldn't help laughing.

"What do you remember?"

"Useful." Fu Hanzheng took notes seriously.

Because he didn't understand the situation of the pregnant woman at all, he just saw her vomiting there, and he was totally flustered and didn't know what to do.

He can't share her physical pain, but at least he wants to take good care of her where he can.