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Mu Tianye was worried about chasing it. Ning Xiaofei’s throat was full of sour water, and he refused to close the door. He was busy holding the sink, and people could not help but retching.

Even spit out two sour waters, which is a strong tumbling and uncomfortable.

The paper towel was handed to her, Mu Tianye hurriedly grabbed the cup and took a glass of water and handed it to her, watching her straight up and screaming, holding her shoulders and helping her gently stroke her chest.

"Is it better?"

Biting a small tooth, Ning Xiaofei greeted the video of his concern with a small face, and his heart screamed badly.

Just pregnant, how do you spit and spit? !

This is too exaggerated!

"Husband, don't worry, I... I just eat more cakes! Oh, nothing, nothing!"

Just now she vomited like that, it seems that she wants to spit out her stomach, and even said nothing?

Lifting the palm of his hand, pressing on her forehead, under her hand, the little girl's forehead is smooth and cold, but the forehead has a vague sweat. The fingers are drawn down and caressing her pale face. Mu Tianye helps her out of the bathroom and immediately turns around and strides. Walk into the cloakroom.

Remove one of her clothes from the hanger.

"You change clothes, I call the car."

Drinking at the banquet in the evening, he can't drive now.

"No, husband!" Ning Xiaofei grabbed his arm. "Where are we going?"

"hospital."

Listening to her today, I checked that it was fine. When I was eating at noon, I seemed to have a good appetite. Mu Tianye originally thought that there was no serious problem. Just now she saw that her spit was pale and her forehead was cold and sweaty.

"No!" Ning Xiaofei rushed over and stretched his arm to block the door. "I haven't checked it anymore, the doctor said nothing."

"Quack doctor!" Mu Tianye snorted.

Both spit into this, and said nothing?

What **** doctor!

"No, the doctors have said, it's a stomach problem... It... It can't be all right, it's not a thing, it has a process... It's a process, it's going to get better!" Fei accompanied his smiling face and raised his arm to put a diamond POSE. "Look, I am not alive and kicking now, it is really okay!"

Mu Tianye ignored her, and now he has called the driver's phone and pressed the dial button.

"Don't you really fight!" Ning Xiaofei rushed over, grabbed his mobile phone, hung up the phone, and people rushed over and hugged his waist. "Husband, I beg you, I am so sleepy, let's go tomorrow. Going again, I promise, I will change another hospital tomorrow, this time I will check it in detail..." Lifting his face and quietly looking at his expression, watching the man frown, she smiled brightly, " Yeah, let's go to bed now, can't we?"

Mu Tianye raised her hand to hold her shoulder and pulled her up from her body.

"Don't think that the stomach is a small matter. My stomach disease didn't care at first. It has developed into a chronic one. Once it is attacked, it will be very difficult. If you are obedient, you will be cured. If you pay attention, you will not commit it again."

The man’s language is gentle, and it’s just like the parents of a child.

"You change clothes, we can come back soon, it is a simple check to determine what is the situation, hehe, ah!"

Ning Xiaofei was too guilty to look at his eyes, just pulling his head and muttering.

"But I really don't want to go."