After rebirth, she dove into the arms of a sick girl

The person next to her was sleeping deeply, so he helped her tuck the quilt and get out of bed.

After opening the door, Mingcheng was waiting outside. When he saw him coming out, he immediately followed him.

Fu Yu went downstairs and went straight to the garage. Mingcheng was confused, "Mr. Fu, didn't you... go to the basement?"

Although he didn't want to mention these three words, based on his understanding of Mr. Fu, today's matter was related to Miss Jiang, and Mr. Fu would definitely go crazy.

I was worried that I followed him all the way, why did I come to the parking lot?

He remembered that Mr. Fu didn't have the habit of racing like crazy!

Fu Yuzhi glanced at him and said, "If you fart, just let it go!"

Mingcheng looked as if he had stepped on shit, with a ferocious look on his face, "Are you... in a good mood right now?"

"What do you think?" Fu Yuzhi's voice was gloomy.

He is killing people now!

Mingcheng shrank his shoulders and closed his mouth.

Fu Yuzhi walked straight towards the back door of the car, pursed his thin lips tightly, "Why are you still standing there?!"

"Where are we going?"

"supermarket."

Imported supermarket

He is 1.9 meters tall, with wide shoulders and narrow waist. He exudes a cold and abstinent aura. He is either rich or noble.

His appearance caused a commotion, and many people wanted to come forward to strike up a conversation, but they were frightened back by his cold stare as soon as they took two steps closer.

Forget it, life is more important.

He and Mingcheng walked to the fresh food area and stopped. Fu Yuzhi stood still and frowned, "Do you know how to pick fish?"

Mingcheng twitched the corners of his mouth and shook his head.

You can let him do anything, even crush the fish, but not pick the fish.

Seeing the uniformed salesperson on the side, Mingcheng quickly asked for help, "Sister, can you help us pick a fish?"

It was the first time the salesperson saw such a high-quality man in the fresh food section, and he couldn't help but look at him curiously. He was in a suit and leather shoes, and he looked like a business elite at first glance.

After thinking for a while, he asked: "Is it soup or braised?"

"Making soup." Fu Yuzhi, who was standing behind Mingcheng, said, "To nourish the body."

According to the doctor's request, Jiang Shiyan should supplement more protein during this period. He heard from Sister Chen that it is best for women to drink fish soup at this time.

The salesperson recommended a few fish, sorted them out and put them in the shopping cart.

Mingcheng thought Fu Yuzhi went to the supermarket just on a whim until he entered the kitchen with the fish.

Sister Chen watched from the side and gave him advice on what to do from time to time.

Mr. Fu seems to be different from before...

He thought that Mr. Fu would go crazy today, and was even fully prepared for it, but Mr. Fu acted like nothing was wrong from beginning to end.

This seems to be... the first time Mr. Fu has restrained the toxins in his body.

Isn't that a good thing that you didn't go crazy because of external factors?

The man who was busy in the kitchen didn't hear the voices outside and was busy working seriously.

……

When Jiang Shiyan woke up, a strange fragrance drifted into his nose.

I sat up and saw a small table set up next to the bed, filled with various side dishes and a bowl of fish soup.

Seeing that she was awake, Fu Yuzhi got up from the sofa and sat next to her.

He helped her tuck the hair on her forehead behind her ears and picked up the fish soup, "It's still hot, drink it while it's hot."

Jiang Shiyan reached out to pick it up, but he easily dodged it.

"I feed you."

A spoonful of fish soup was brought to his mouth. Just as Jiang Shiyan was about to open his mouth, his stomach suddenly began to churn.

Subconsciously, he raised his hand to cover his mouth. Thinking that he was in a miscarriage state, he endured it.

Because of the sudden change, his face became even paler.

Even though the movement was very small, Fu Yuzhi still noticed it.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I'll go find a doctor."

"No need..." Jiang Shiyan suppressed his nausea and pulled his sleeve, "It's probably an adverse reaction after the surgery. I'll just take it easy."

Fu Yuzhi put down the bowl, put his big hand on her thin back, and gently helped her calm down.

Pregnancy comes and goes quickly.

After a while, the nausea disappeared, and Jiang Shiyan felt like he was alive again.

His eyes fell on the clear white fish soup, "Brother Yu, I'm hungry."

Jiang Shiyan frowned slightly as he took a spoonful of soup into his mouth.

too salty.

This is not the meal cooked by Sister Chen.

The level of confinement nanny should not be so bad.

He carefully tasted the fish soup that was bitter because it was too salty, and asked, "Is this soup...?"

Fu Yuzhi lowered his eyelids with a gloomy expression, "Don't you think it tastes good?"

"My first time doing it."

The porridge he cooked was not bad, but her current body was not suitable for drinking porridge.

Jiang Shiyan swallowed the second half of the sentence, and was a little lucky that he didn't say it.

"No, it's just a little salty."

Fu Yuzhi took a sip and his expression changed slightly.

It tastes really bad.

He turned around and poured the soup, coughing slightly, "Next time... the taste will improve."

After waiting for a while, Sister Chen made another chicken soup and brought it over.

Seeing the harmonious mood between the two, Sister Chen also smiled happily.

"Ms. Jiang's complexion has improved a lot. Mr. Fu has worked hard for so long."

"While making soup, Mr. Fu accidentally burned his hand."

Fu Yuzhi's expression suddenly changed, and his anger surged, "Talk too much! Get out!"

The person on the bed paused and his eyes fell on Fu Yuzhi's hand.

After Sister Chen reminded her, she discovered that the cuff of Fu Yuzhi's right hand was fastened.

He reached out to touch it, but Fu Yuzhi dodged it.

"Put it out and let me see!" Jiang Shiyan raised his voice.

Fu Yuzhi calmed down his expression, remained silent for a moment and said, "It's a small injury, don't look at it."

The more he avoided it, the more anxious Jiang Shiyan became. The hand holding his clothes was slightly harder, "I want to see it!"

Knowing Jiang Shiyan's temper, he couldn't defeat her, so he could only hold out his hand obediently.

The buttons of the cuffs were unbuttoned, and the two blisters on the cold white wrists were a bit abrupt.

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Shiyan's voice was trembling.

Fu Yuzhi did so much for her, no matter how big or small.

Thinking that she had lied to him about the child, her heart felt as if someone had stabbed Chi with a knife.

A tear fell on the back of his hand. Fu Yuzhi took his hand back, stood up and pressed it into his arms for a tight hug.

"It doesn't hurt. Compared to you, I don't feel any pain at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in his arms cried even more sadly.

……

After Jiang Shiyan's mood stabilized, he asked the servant to bring the medicine box to help Fu Yuzhi clean the blisters himself.

The sterilized tool opened the blisters, and a breath of blood was sucked into his nose. Jiang Shiyan endured the discomfort and continued to help him clean it.

Disinfect, apply medicine, and bandage.

Staring at the bow on her wrist, she laughed to herself.

After following Fu Yuzhi for so long, her medical skills are getting better and better.

Jiang Shiyan was only immersed in guilt and self-blame, and did not notice the doubt flashing in the eyes of the other person.

……

downstairs

Sister Chen was cleaning up the kitchen leftovers when a shadow approached, carrying an anger that had not subsided.

She took a few steps back, her back pressed against the marble table with no way to retreat, and her legs trembled.

She said the wrong thing in front of Miss Jiang, and Mr. Fu came to settle the score with her!

Fu Yuzhi stopped three steps away from her, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and said casually, "I remember you have three children?"

"What?" Sister Chen thought she heard wrongly and asked again.

Fu Yuzhi was not upset and patiently asked again, "Will morning sickness still occur after a miscarriage?"