My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 655 - 574 Xiao Chen In Trouble
"Under normal circumstances, it’s... it’s like this."
"Can’t it be alleviated?"
"She just has to rest more, supplement more nutrition, and wait until the pregnancy progresses further. Then it’d be better to do an ultrasound and check again."
Mr. Jiu was very dissatisfied and sent the doctor away. He walked to the bedside himself. Qin Miaomiao, who felt unwell from vomiting, looked pale and weak.
"Where’s Lu Qing? Where did that boy go?"
"He had some business in France. He’ll be there for a week."
Mr. Jiu frowned: "You didn’t tell him you’re pregnant?"
Qin Miaomiao shook her head: "I haven’t had a chance to tell him yet."
"Then keep it from him for now. When he’s back, we’ll deal with him properly. Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to eat something?"
Mr. Jiu looked at her pale face with deep sympathy. She shook her head:
"I don’t want to eat anything. Just smelling food makes me want to vomit."
Little seventh brought a bowl of soup. She couldn’t even handle the slightest hint of meat, let alone eat it.
So the soup was completely vegetarian, not even a trace of anything meaty.
After much effort, she managed to eat half a bowl and felt a little better. But then her stomach churned, and she ended up vomiting all the soup she had just eaten.
Mr. Jiu’s face darkened further. At this rate, she wasn’t getting any nutrition at all, let alone the baby in her belly.
The baby must be a boy—what a troublemaker! When he comes out, he’s definitely getting a good lesson!
Qin Miaomiao felt like her life had plunged into darkness. Before she was pregnant, she could eat whatever she wanted, enjoy flavorful meals. Now?
She couldn’t even manage basic food, let alone indulgent treats.
If this went on, she joked she might as well ascend to immortality!
"Little seventh, go make something different. Try some new styles. I refuse to believe she can’t eat anything at all."
Little seventh was very distressed. After all, he was supposed to be a legendary chef. His food not being suitable for the Young Madam felt like an enormous blow.
As he appeared, Little sixth and Little second were gawking eagerly at him.
"So? How did it go?"
Little seventh shook his head: "She threw it all up."
Little sixth: "What’s going on? Are you saying your cooking’s not tasty enough? Has your culinary skill declined?"
Little second calmly analyzed: "It’s not about culinary skill. It’s because of the pregnancy."
"Looks like Young Master Chen’s baby is going to be a particularly demanding fellow. Nothing is working!"
"By the way, does Young Master Lu know?"
Little sixth whispered: "He probably doesn’t know. Something happened on Young Master Chen’s end, so Young Master Lu went to France to deal with it. This situation must not be disclosed to the Young Madam, or else she’ll worry. Pregnant women must avoid stress at all costs."
Little seventh clenched his teeth: "I’ll go study the recipes again. If this continues, even if the Young Madam has a body made of iron, she’ll wear herself out."
Little second: "Our job is to take good care of the Young Madam, and before Young Master Lu returns, make sure she’s healthy and full of energy!"
Little seventh was distressed. That’s easier said than done—how do you make her healthy and full when everything she eats, she throws up?
In the room, Qin Miaomiao had finally managed to fall asleep. Lately, she had been easily fatigued, drifting into sleep, but prone to waking from nightmares.
She had only just slept half an hour before she suddenly woke up again, seemingly having dreamed of a perilous cliffside.
Mr. Jiu was sitting nearby. Watching her body fling itself awake in shock, he immediately moved to her bedside and asked with concern:
"Another nightmare?"
"Just now, I think I dreamed about Xiao Chen. Ninth Uncle, I have a bad feeling in my heart. Did something happen to Xiao Chen?"
Mr. Jiu soothed her, saying:
"No, no. Xiao Chen didn’t want to tell you. He and his new girlfriend went on a trip together."
