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Seeing his father like this, Qiao Ran was also slightly moved. He, Qiao Ran, was also a man of flesh and blood. He knew how much hard work his father had put into taking care of him, and also understood the hard work. Although he never said it, he understood it all. , He remembered all of them in his heart.

"Don't worry, I understand."

In one sentence, the three of them expressed their aspirations, yes, in fact, they understand everything, and there is no need to say so bluntly about some things.

After that, Father Qiao couldn't help but started nagging, "Did you go to the hospital for a detailed examination? How many months has it been? Is the child still healthy?"

Li Wange nodded, "I've been there, the doctor said the baby is fine."

"That's good, that's good!" After finally looking forward to it, "Qiao Ran, you have to take good care of Wan Ge, or else take Chen Ma back to Hua Mood for Love, so that it will be easier to take care of Wan Ge."

Qiao Ran quickly shook his head, "No need, Mother Chen can take care of you in the old house!" At this moment, Qiao Ran felt that Qiao's father was too nervous, maybe he had a child, so there was no need to mobilize people.

But Qiao Ran has already forgotten how exaggerated he was before, it was completely exaggerated many times more than Qiao's father.

Afterwards, they exchanged pleasantries for a long time, and when it was time for lunch, the topic stopped. Qiao Ran hugged Li Wange and went to the dining table, and thoughtfully opened a chair for her, and let her sit down.

As soon as he sat down, Father Qiao had already made a bowl of soup. He bent slightly and handed it to Li Wange, "Come on, Wange, I asked Mother Chen to prepare this for you."

Li Wange took it, and nodded slightly to show politeness, but Li Wange already felt uncomfortable before taking two sips. I don't know why, every time he ate something slightly greasy, Li Wange would I couldn't help but want to vomit.

Li Wange put down the spoon, at this moment Qiao Ran became alert, and asked quickly, "What's wrong?"

Li Wange shook his head first, trying to hold on, but he couldn't bear it after all. He stood up, covered his mouth, and went to the bathroom. Qiao Ran also quickly followed behind, saying hello : "Be careful, the ground is slippery."

Father Qiao was stunned to watch outside, but he didn't react at all.

In the bathroom, Li Wange was lying on the sink, retching non-stop, while Qiao Ran stood behind her, gently stroking her back, just to make her feel better.

After a while, Li Wange finally recovered and stopped vomiting, but at this moment, Li Wange looked very weak, with no blood on his face.

Returning to the dining table and sitting down again, Qiao Ran had already put the chicken soup aside, beckoned the servants to come over and put away the chicken soup, and ordered the kitchen to prepare a bowl of clear noodle soup for Li Wange.

Father Qiao frowned, "How can it be done? Now that Wan Ge has a child, and she still eats noodles for dinner, how can she keep up with her nutrition?"

What Joe's father said is not unreasonable, but to Qiao Ran, everything is secondary, as long as it can make Li Wange have an appetite, and he won't vomit after eating, this is the last word. As long as Li Wange touches a little bit of things, Li Wange will feel very uncomfortable, and finally vomit all of them out.