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She handed the spoon to Gu Zhiyan, holding the bowl, and scattered the vegetables and beef into the bowl to make it easier for him to eat.

His right hand was injured, so Jian Yao handed the spoon to his left hand and moved the bowl she was holding toward him.

Gu Zhiyan held the spoon, his eyes focused on the porridge in the bowl for two seconds, then gently scooped up a spoonful, then as if it was a wound, he groaned, his hand lost strength, and the porcelain white spoon fell into the porridge bowl. It makes a gentle "ding" sound.

Jian Yao paused while holding the bowl, frowned, held his wrist and let him lean back on the pillow, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"Did you get a wound?"

Gu Zhiyan nodded with a white face, "It's okay. "

He said, reaching out to get the spoon, but Jian Yao stopped him, "Forget it, you better stop moving, I'll feed you."

She picked up the spoon, scooped up a mouthful of porridge and blew it gently on her lips. , before it was brought to Gu Zhiyan's mouth.

Gu Zhiyan opened his mouth to swallow, glanced at the rest in the bowl, and opened his lips slightly, "I want beef."

"Okay." Jian Yao scooped a spoonful of porridge with beef and brought it to his lips.

Gu Zhiyan raised his eyes and looked at her, "I didn't blow."

Jian Yao: ...

I mean, I've already brought it to my mouth, what's wrong with blowing it myself?

But when she met his inky eyes, Jian Yao retracted her hand in compromise and blew gently.

After finally finishing feeding, Jian Yao put down the bowl and helped Gu Zhiyan lie down. When she stood up, someone held her wrist again.

"Where are you going?"

Jian Yao glanced at his hand that was holding her wrist tightly but could not hold the spoon. She was silent for a moment and hummed softly, "I'm going to take the bowl back to the kitchen."

Gu Zhiyan looked at her face. After a moment of composure, he let go and said, "Then come back quickly."

When Jian Yao left the room, he took a look at the two thick quilts that were like a mountain between him and Jian Yao.

Although he knew that Jian Yao was afraid of touching his wound, he still grinded his teeth and kicked him gently.

In the first half of the night, Jian Yao was worried about Gu Zhiyan's wound becoming inflamed and worried about his fever, so she went to bed in fear.

Seeing that he woke up, he was in good spirits, had eaten a lot, and slept extremely peacefully for the rest of the night.

Early the next morning.

Jian Yao washed herself and then helped Gu Zhiyan wash up.

When the two of them went downstairs, grandma and mother were already waiting downstairs.

Seeing Jian Yao helping Gu Zhiyan downstairs, Gu's mother put down the newspaper in her hand and glanced at Gu Zhiyan, "What? Your arm is injured and you're pulling your hamstring?"

Gu Zhiyan raised his eyebrows, "Mom, I'm injured. Can you please be gentle?"

Mother Gu snorted, "You can't bully Yaoyao even if you have an injury."

It's just a skin injury that doesn't hurt muscles or bones. What's the point of being pretentious?

That is to say, he is fooling Yaoyao.

Grandma Gu held her cell phone and snickered, and gently tugged on her daughter-in-law's hand, "We old guys shouldn't be so lenient about the young couple's love."

So in the next few days, the old house continued to Gu Zhiyan can be seen everywhere, humming and asking Jian Yao to feed him food, medicine, and fruits.

Even to handle the company's emails, Jian Yao had to sit next to him and help him hold them.

Mrs. Gu didn't mind at all when she saw it, and secretly took a lot of videos and photos.

It was Mother Gu who almost rolled her eyes to the sky when she saw her son's pretentious look.

Finally, one afternoon, when Jian Yao went to help him wash the fruits, Gu's mother couldn't bear it and sat next to Gu Zhiyan with a coffee cup.

"Ayan, I know you two have a good relationship, but this is in the old house, can you restrain yourself? Let Yaoyao do all the work for you!"

This is a girl who doesn't touch Yang Chunsui in the Jian family. Yes, there is no reason to marry into their family and have to do such trivial tasks.

Gu Zhiyan glanced in the direction of the kitchen and chuckled, "Mom, you don't understand."

She would feel guilty if she was not allowed to do something.

Let her do what she can, and she will feel at ease.

Anyway, most of the work was done by the servants. She could only wash the fruits, and even the food he fed was cooled in advance to avoid burning it.

When Gu's mother heard her son's words, she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Sometimes I want to call the police at home.

Doesn't she understand?

She is already two rounds older than him, what doesn't she understand?

It's like no one has ever been young.

Bullying her husband can't come back from a business trip, right?

Mother Gu was too lazy to sit here and eat dog food. She drank the remaining coffee in one gulp and prepared to leave.

Turning his eyes, he suddenly saw Gu Zhiyan's expression change, and he suddenly covered his heart and retched.

It was much more serious than the last time I ate.

Mother Gu looked serious, stood up and patted his back, "Is your retching still not gone?"

Why does it look like it's still serious?

Gu Zhiyan pulled the trash can aside and vomited a little more, his eyes watering with discomfort.

He picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth, asked someone to dispose of the trash can, and then said, "It's okay, it won't get better in a short time."

If Yaoyao really has a baby, maybe in the next month or two, everything will be fine. That's right.

In the past few days, he could feel that he wanted to vomit more and more often.

Because of his injury, Lao Zhai's meals these days were extremely light, but there were still times when he suppressed the nauseous feeling.

Moreover, this feeling is no longer limited to the smell of oil smoke or meat.

You may feel like vomiting anytime and anywhere, and this feeling is really not a good feeling.

Gu Zhiyan was a little lucky that he was the one who vomited. If it was Yaoyao... he would rather suffer this by himself.

Mother Gu laughed happily when she saw him saying that he wouldn't get better in a short time. She couldn't help but slap him on the head, "Are you stupid?" He

didn't even say that he was sick. He was so uncomfortable, but he was still happy. Same.

Gu Zhiyan stopped talking several times, but he was too embarrassed to say that he had morning sickness.

Mother Gu sighed angrily, raised her head and ordered someone to fetch the doctor.

"Wait a minute."

Gu Zhiyan hurriedly called to the people and asked them to step back. He pulled his own mother's hand, motioned her to lower her head, and whispered in her ear.

Mother Gu's eyes lit up, her back straightened, and her voice rose a little higher.

"Really?"

She slapped Gu Zhiyan on the head again, "Then you dare to let Yaoyao do the work!"

Gu Zhiyan touched his head aggrievedly, "Please keep your voice down, the test results are not out yet."

Gu's mother said confidently, "You vomited, it's almost the same."

Moreover, the pulse taken by the expert from the top hospital in Beijing could be wrong?

It's humility for people not to talk nonsense.

After Mother Gu finished speaking, she felt a little want to laugh.

Looking at Gu Zhiyan's dark face, he remembered his son's uncomfortable look after vomiting just now, and smoothed his hair, "Thank you for your hard work. Mom will send someone to get you some plums to eat. The sourness will go away your nausea." "

No, this afternoon . Mom will go get it for you personally."

Gu Zhiyan: ...

Thank you.