The cute wife is fierce and fierce: the husband holds it high

Speaking of which, Guo Ziqian's office is really well-equipped, not only has a rest room, but also a bathroom, which is simply top-notch.

Probably because of his profound background, after all, he is the owner of this hospital, so he can come here however he wants.

After closing the door, Gu Nuan was a little embarrassed, and habitually wanted to lock it, but she hesitated with her hand on the doorknob, and finally failed to snap the lock.

The paper bag was opened, and the contents inside immediately made her blush.

Underpants and... pads?

Now I understand why she didn't go into the operating room, bleeding like that, but just gave her a B-ultrasound.

She thought it was a miscarriage, and there was such a big commotion, but it turned out to be an oolong.

What a shame!

After 10 minutes, she dawdled out.

Huo Tingchu is still sitting on the chair, the buttons on the suit are unbuttoned, and it hangs on both sides of the pelvis with a sense of drape. His legs are folded, and his face is as calm as ever. The whole room seems to be filled with his breath. encroached upon.

Gu Nuan leaned against the wall, moved out a little bit, and stood upright with her back against the base of the wall.

His face was so red that water could be squeezed out.

There were only two people left in the room.

The quieter the atmosphere, the more Gu Nuan felt his scalp tingle.

The little hands hanging down were confused together, too ashamed to say a word.

"come over."

The man's deep voice filled her ears, as if it had been wound up for her.

Gu Nuan didn't have any room to think, and obediently walked up to him.

After getting close, I found that Huo Tingchu was holding a bowl of brown liquid in his hand, which smelled bad.

"Brown sugar water, boiled with ginger, drink this."

His words were simply orders, Gu Nuan took the bowl with both hands according to his intention, glanced back, and slowly backed up and sat on the edge of the bed.

"How, does it still hurt?"

Gu Nuan held his breath for too long, and when he suddenly heard this question, he choked on the mouthful that he hadn't swallowed yet.

She coughed twice in a hurry, and drank the remaining scum.

Covering her face with an empty bowl, her eyes timidly peeked out from behind the bowl, her small eyes brushed against his face dangerously, and suddenly met a pair of deep black ink eyes.

It turned out that Huo tingchu had been looking at her all the time, and he never moved his eyes away. He happened to catch a peeping kitten.

She immediately hid her face behind the bowl without any backbone, and made a small humming sound from the bowl: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake, but I really hurt."

"Ah."

He asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Gu Nuan shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Even if it hurts, I don't want to talk about it. What a shame. It's not pregnancy at all. It's just my aunt. It's been a long time since she and Huo Tingchu had that time. Recently, the intensity of filming is too high, which leads to menstrual disorders, so I mistakenly think that Pregnant.

The mental pressure was overwhelming, how could she still bear it, the slightest labor pain made her terrified to death.

"You're throwing up just because you've been in cold water for too long."

"En." Gu Nuan nodded, still hiding her face behind the bowl.

"The doctor prescribed two kinds of medicine for you. I asked about it. Twice a day, take one pill for each medicine. You can stop taking it until you don't feel any pain."

"Yeah." She nodded again, more obedient than ever.

"Gu Nuan."

Suddenly the man called her in a slightly deep voice, "Look at me."

She pursed her lips, knowing that she couldn't hide, and it was useless to delay, so she had to put the bowl down.

Huo Ting gave her a first look, and moved the chair closer, so that he could reach out and take the bowl from her hand, and put it on the drawer beside him.