Outright Favoritism Chapter 826: : No one can convince anyone

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Upstairs, the master bedroom.

Li Qiao stood in front of the French windows with panoramic views, with her arms around her arms, her brows and eyes were staring at Nanyang Mountain in a daze.

Shang Yu probably had symptoms of paranoia, and he had thoughts that he shouldn't move.

On the way back, he was silent for no reason, even if he accompanied her back to the bedroom to lie down for a while, his nerves did not relax.

He looked at her lower abdomen several times and stopped talking, but she changed the subject carelessly.

Li Qiao sighed softly, rubbed her forehead, took out her phone and opened the address book.

After a while, she found a number and dialed it out.

"Xiao Li?" Fu Luting was surprised when he received Li Qiao's call, even his tone of voice was raised a lot.

Li Qiao didn't waste any time to greet, she looked down at her lower abdomen, "Brother Fu, help me ask an expert in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the affiliated hospital. You must be trustworthy."

Fu Luting first uttered an "ah", and then hurriedly said: "The wife of my university tutor is the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department. She sits for consultations every week. I will ask her when she is going to the clinic, and I will tell you on WeChat later?"

"Okay, thank you."

Hang up the phone, Li Qiao was a little upset.

Obstetrics and gynecology is not her area of ​​expertise. She knows how to try at best, but she has no idea how to control morning sickness.

With Shang Yu's paranoid character, if she sees her vomiting more with her own eyes, it is likely that what she is worried about will come true.

Li Qiao dropped her hand and stroked her lower abdomen, frowning and muttering, "Stop it, don't make your dad angry."

Unformed human cub: "..."

If not, Li Qiao's cell phone rang again, and the caller was He Chen.

After a few brief exchanges, Li Qiao put on her coat and left the master bedroom.

The temperature of Nanyang Mountain in early winter is even colder than that in the city center.

In the depths of the yellowed lawn, Li Qiao and He Chen paced forward side by side. They walked and talked, and their expressions were calm.

About twenty minutes later, they turned back to the living room. He Chen raised his head to signal her to go upstairs. Finally, he whispered, "Sister, if you think about it, tell me."

Li Qiao lowered her eyes, "Okay."

……

That night, after Zong Zhan and He Chen left, Li Qiao sat in the restaurant sipping porridge while Shang Yu sat opposite her, occasionally staring at her distractedly.

For Li Qiao, for the first time, she felt that eating had become a technical job.

While suppressing nausea, I pretend to drink porridge calmly.

Magrant morning sickness, always on the dinner table.

She acted as natural as possible, pressing her stomach quietly with her palms in an attempt to relieve the symptoms of nausea.

Li Qiao drank a small bowl of porridge for ten minutes.

The strong endurance made her abruptly suppressed morning sickness, and even fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Li Qiao rolled her throat, put down the spoon and leaned against the back of the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Uncomfortable?" Shang Yu heard her sigh, and when he lifted his eyes, the eyes were full of waves.

"No, I'm full." Li Qiao put his forehead with one hand, and provoked a conversation with an air, "Who is Zong Zhan looking for in Nanyang?"

Shang Yu lowered his eyes to look at the food on the table, pursing his thin lips, "Si Luo."

Li Qiao took a sip of the juice, and the morning sickness that had been suppressed came again.

After all, this time, she couldn't help it.

Li Qiao put down her cup and walked out of the restaurant quickly.

"Qiaoqiao!"

Shang Yu dropped his chopsticks and chased after him. The guest guard next door closed the door tightly and Li Qiao locked it.

The noise reduction and sound insulation of the mansion are all perfect. Shang Yu is blocked by the door, but Li Qiao's vomiting can still be heard.

His handsome face is gloomy and can drip ink, and the frequency of his throat is completely chaotic.

Li Qiao definitely didn't want him to see her appearance when she was sick with morning sickness. It had nothing to do with her image, and she simply didn't want him to see it.

No matter what, he is Shang Yu.

In just ten seconds, three gunshots broke the metal door lock of the guest guard.

The man kicked the door open with a full body of anger, dropped his pistol, and looked at Li Qiao who was sitting on the ground for a moment.

The dazzling lights couldn't dispel the thick gloom in his eyes. Shang Yu walked forward, leaned over, landed on one knee, and put his arms around Li Qiao's shoulders and whispered outside the door, "Water."

Luo Yu was the first to recover, and hurried to the restaurant to pour water.

Liuyun and Mochizuki’s eyes met, and the two stood silently by the door, feeling the silent but scorching aura of their boss.

The porridge that Li Qiao had just drank all over.

Physiological vomiting made the corners of her eyes wet, and the constant retching made her unable to speak.

Li Qiao pushed him with her shoulder, struggling to press the flush button.

The man knelt in front of her on one knee, with the palm of her head pressed against the back of her head, his voice was hoarse and vague, "Qiao Qiao, let's go to the hospital, no more..."

He couldn't see Li Qiao like this.

Weakly knelt on the ground, vomiting speechless, her bright cheeks were as white as paper, and even the clear deer eyes were filled with tears.

Li Qiao’s morning sickness is the most serious type, probably similar to the symptoms of pregnancy hyperemesis.

Physiological discomfort won't shake her thoughts, but Shang Yu's words made her froze.

Li Qiao contracted her stomach, retching and shaking her head, "I want to... give birth to..."

Shang Yu's deep red eyes pressed against Li Qiao's back, and she could even detect her trembling back because of vomiting.

The man held her face with one hand and wiped the corners of her mouth, "No need, I have you enough."

Li Qiao's eyes are wet, she pinches his wrist, her eyes are very firm, "I, want."

At this moment, Luo Yu brought a glass of water, and looked at Li Qiao with unbearable eyes, "Madam..."

"Go out." Shang Yu just hugged Li Qiao and spoke coldly, his dark red eyes were frightening.

Luo Yu bends over, puts the water cup on the sink next to him, and turns back to the door, feeling mixed.

Shang Yu lowered his head and said every word, "We are not giving birth, get rid of him."

Li Qiaoping regained his breath, pursing his mouth and the words are round, "No way."

Shang Yu held her face tightly with his hands, his eyes getting redder, "Observe, he is not worth..."

"You are worth it." Li Qiao closed her eyes, and took a deep breath in his arms, "Legs are numb."

Shang Yu didn't move, and the rampage in his chest almost made him feel uncontrollable.

At this time, neither he nor Li Qiao can convince anyone.

Unless, be soft and act like a baby.

For example, at this moment, Li Qiao intuitively felt that Shang Yu's paranoia was about to occur. She wrapped his neck and rubbed his sweaty forehead against his chin, "The ground is so cold."

The next second, the man hugged her and stood up.

Three heavy-hearted assistants: "..."

Li Qiao started, poking out her hand to grab the water glass, but as soon as her fingertips touched the glass, Shang Yu hugged her and walked out the door.

Due to her inertia, her finger was wrong, and the water glass fell on the table, rolled around, and fell to pieces.

Li Qiao lay on his shoulder and looked at the crushed crystal cup, sighing and clasping his neck tightly, "Morning sickness is not a disease, it will get better in the future."