Chapter 826: No one can convince anyone

  Chapter 826 No one can convince anyone
  Upstairs, the master bedroom.
  Li Qiao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with panoramic views, with her arms around her arms, her brows and eyes were staring at Nanyang Mountain in awe.
  Shangyu is probably the onset of paranoid symptoms, and the thoughts that shouldn't be moved.
  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 make an appointment with a specialist in obstetrics and gynecology of the affiliated hospital.
   Fu Luting first uttered an ‘ah’, and then hurriedly said:
My university tutor’s wife is the director of obstetrics and gynecology, and she sits for consultations every week. I will ask her when she will go to the clinic and I will tell you on WeChat later?
   "Okay, thanks a lot."
  Hang up the phone, Li Qiao was a little upset.
  Gynecology and obstetrics is not her area of ​​expertise, at most she knows how to try, but she has no idea how to control morning sickness.
  With Shang Yu’s paranoid character, if she sees her vomiting with her own eyes, it is very 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: "..."
  After that, 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 and signaled her to go upstairs. Finally, he whispered, "Sister, if you think about it, tell me."
  Li Qiao lowered her eyes, "Okay."
  ……
  After Zong Zhan and He Chen left that night, 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, he also pretended to drink porridge calmly.
   Menacing morning sickness, always on the dinner table.
  She acted as natural as possible, with her palms quietly pressing her stomach, in an attempt to relieve the symptoms of nausea.
  A small bowl of porridge, Li Qiao drank it 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 her forehead with one hand, and provoked a conversation with a calm expression, "Who is Zong Zhan looking for in Nanyang?"
  Shang Yu looked at the food on the table with low eyes, pursed 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.
   "Qiao Qiao!"
  Shang Yu dropped his chopsticks and chased after him. The guest guard next door closed the door and was locked by Li Qiao.
  Mansion’s noise reduction and sound insulation settings are all perfect, Shang Yu is blocked outside, but Li Qiao’s vomiting can still be heard.
   His handsome face was gloomy and could drip ink, and the frequency of his throat was completely chaotic.
  Li Qiao absolutely didn't want him to see how she looked when she had morning sickness. It had nothing to do with the image, and she simply didn't want him to see it.
  Naihe, he is Shang Yu.
  In just ten seconds, three gunshots broke the guest guard's metal door lock.
  The man kicked the door open with a full body of anger, dropped his pistol, and looked at Li Qiao who was kneeling on the ground for a moment.
  The dazzling light couldn’t dispel the thick gloom in his eyes. Shang Yu walked forward, leaned over, and landed on one knee, holding Li Qiao’s shoulder in a cold voice and instructed outside the door, "Water."
  Luoyu recovered first, and hurried to the restaurant to pour water.
  Ryuyun 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, holding her in his arms, his voice was hoarse and vague, "Qiao Qiao, let's go to the hospital, we won't give birth..."
  He couldn't see Li Qiao like this.
   Weakly knelt on the ground, vomiting speechless, her bright cheeks were as pale as paper, and even the clear deer eyes were filled with tears.
  Li Qiao’s morning sickness is the most serious kind, probably similar to the symptoms of pregnancy hyperemesis.
  Physical discomfort did not shake her thoughts, but Shang Yu's words made her froze.
  Li Qiao contracted stomach, retched and shook her head, "I want to... give birth to..."
  Shang Yu's deep red eyes, clinging to Li Qiao's back, could even detect her trembling spine 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 were wet, she pinched his wrist, her eyes were extremely firm, "I, want."
  At this time, Luoyu 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 shocking.
  Luoyu 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 resumed his breathing, pursing his mouth and talking roundly, "No way."
  Shang Yu held her face tightly with his hands, his eyes getting redder and red, "Observe, he is not worth..."
   "You are worth it." Li Qiao closed her eyes, and took a deep breath in his arms, "legs numb."
  Shang Yu didn't move, and the rampage emotions in his chest almost made him feel uncontrollable.
  At this time, neither he nor Li Qiao can convince anyone.
  Unless, serve softly 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 tightening his neck, "Morning sickness is not a disease, it will be better in the future."
  　The cubs of the intelligent merchant class, the road is hindered and long.
  　　 There is one more update, let's see it at 6 o'clock tomorrow afternoon... The explosion may be before the third.
  　　 By the way, put a bowl for the double monthly pass...
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)