Chapter 205: Vomiting Again
"Yan Yan, where are you going?" Seeing that He Xiyan looked like he was leaving, Mo Yixuan hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her. Hold her hand tightly.
He Xiyan turned around, her face was already a little tired, after all, she was a pregnant woman, she had been out for a while, and in addition to the mood swing just now, she had no energy, and her face became bad.
She pursed her lips, and looked at Mo Yixuan's gaze with an extremely cold gaze, even with a hint of alienation.
After a pause, she said lightly: "I want to go back, you should go back too, go back and take good care of your son, give your love to your child, he will be your dearest person in the future." As for me, I don't hate you, I only bless you, and I hope you bless me too. Yixuan, if you have loved me too, please bless me. In addition, I hope you don't go to Ye Hao again, if he hadn't let you go last time, you would have been in prison, I hope you think about your children and don't make trouble for me again, it's not worth it, it's really not worth it. ”
After saying that, He Xiyan turned back and looked at the door. She said everything that should be said, and if he was still obsessed, she couldn't do anything. And in the end she moved the child out. She knew that in his heart, in fact, the child was the most important thing. For the sake of the child, he thought he wouldn't do anything illegal again.
He Xiyan thought so, one of her hands caressing her stomach. I don't know why this stomach hurts again inexplicably, and even ......
Realizing that something was wrong, He Xiyan hurriedly ran out, but it was too late to go to the bathroom, she squatted directly on the ground and stroked her stomach with her hands.
"Uh......"
After a while, she spat out a sour pile of food from her mouth.
"Uh......"
Immediately after that, there was another wave, and almost all the food I ate at noon today was vomited.
Mo Yixuan's face turned pale in a hurry, and he quickly squatted down and patted her on the back. Nervously asked:
"Yan Yan, what's wrong with you?"
After vomiting, He Xiyan's face became even worse, and the whole person became less powerful.
She shook her head, leaned against the wall and walked towards the desk.
Mo Yixuan hugged her shoulders and helped her walk forward, anxious.
It's all fine just now, why did you vomit and catch a cold? Or is it a recurrence of the previous gastrointestinal problems?
The waiter handed He Xiyan a glass of water and a pack of tissues, and then helped He Xiyan to the bathroom.
He Xiyan rinsed her mouth and washed her face inside, but under the light, her face turned even paler. My hands and feet were also a little cold, and even my back was sweating.
"Miss He, if you don't ask your friend to take you to the hospital, your face is not very good." The waiter kindly reminded that looking at the woman's face felt bad, and she was even more afraid that she would vomit again in their café, which would affect their business, and people who didn't know thought that their things were not clean, and some customers vomited after eating.
He Xiyan shook his hand to the waiter and said thank you.
"I'll take a taxi back, you send me the bill, and I pay you on my phone."
Mo Yixuan had been standing outside the bathroom, his forehead was covered with sweat because he was nervous. He knew that her stomach was not very good, she had been hospitalized for gastroenteritis a few years ago, and now she vomited inexplicably, and he was afraid that she would have another illness.
"Yan Yan, let's go to the hospital." Seeing He Xiyan who came out, Mo Yixuan stepped forward directly, hugged her up, and didn't care about her refusal and resistance, so he hugged her and walked out.