Chapter 978

Song Zhi pats her back sympathetically. "Late, I can understand you. I'm going to vomit. I've been trying to bear it all the time..."

Song Yan took a look at the snow ball in his arms, covering his mouth and nose with his small claws, and nodded with sadness.

Late night stomach tumbled, retching tears are out.

She wiped her mouth. "Mom, the taste of this dish is so magical that I can't resist it."

Mrs. song sniffed the stew and muttered, "it smells good!"

She looked at Chi Wan's pale face. Her eyes suddenly blinked. She told the maid on the other side, "I'm not feeling well. Go and ask our family doctor to see me."

"Yes, ma'am."

Song Zhi was gloating, "Oh, Mrs. song, is it smoked by her own cooking? Ha ha ha... "

I gave him a look of approval.

Mrs. song smiles but says nothing. She sweeps them around with the same look as a stupid human. She pulls them to the living room late.

The family doctor came soon. He is a skilled Chinese medicine.

He looked at Mrs. song's ruddy complexion carefully and said frankly, "madam, there is nothing wrong with your complexion. I'll check it for you in detail."

Mrs. song gave him a white look and directly pulled out the late hand, "who let you show it to me? I let you show it to my daughter!"

Song Zhi nodded with approval, "it's really time to have a look. Let me see if there's something wrong with my stomach later."

He is also a man who has eaten dark food.

According to Chinese medicine, Chi Wan was given a pulse.

"Late, late, Ma."

Wen Mo watched helplessly as the servant took the dark food off the table. Then he appeared at ease and sat beside Chi Wan, "what's the matter?"

"Late way," fortunately, the stomach is a little uncomfortable, mom's craft you know best

Wen Mo didn't agree, but TCM suddenly withdrew his hand and said solemnly, "your stomach discomfort is not eating the wrong thing, but, pregnant!"

Tardy: "tardy"

She was stunned for a second or two, then she looked at Wen Mo blankly, "what did he just say?"

Wen Mo calmly replied, "he said that your stomach is OK, but you are pregnant Huh? I'm pregnant

He rubbed and stood up, staring at the Chinese medicine, "doctor, do you mean my wife is pregnant?"

Song Zhi and Mrs. song looked at each other and saw a strong smile in each other's eyes.

"Er Shao, look at your promise." Song Zhi teased, "do you want me to congratulate you on becoming a father?"

Wen Mo was confused for a long time before he recovered. He didn't fight back against Song Zhi's ridicule. Instead, he grasped the still confused late. His tone was joy.

"Hear me, you're pregnant, we have a baby!"

Chi Wan's mind came back and seized Wen Mo's wrist with excitement.

"Well, that's great. I've been taking care of myself for so long!"

The silly appearance of the young couple amused Mrs. song. Fortunately, she was aware of it and prepared for it.

"How is my daughter? Is there anything else to pay attention to? "

Once again, the old Chinese medicine played his upright character incisively and vividly.

"It's all very good. The only thing you need to pay attention to is not to have sex too often. I heard that my wife has been pregnant for about two months."

Tardy: "tardy"

Wen Mo

They were confused again.

"You said I (she) was pregnant for two months?" The husband and wife spoke in unison.