"Alright, alright, I’ll take it away now." Sister Zhang quickly took the plate of braised pork and shrimp from the dining table to the kitchen.
Han Xi paused a bit before picking up the chopsticks to start eating. Lu Jinghan served a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of the girl: "Feeling better now?"
"Yes, a bit better."
Although not feeling like vomiting anymore, Han Xi really had no appetite looking at the dishes on the table.
"Not appetizing? Tell what you want to eat and I’ll have Sister Zhang make it for you." Lu Jinghan held Han Xi’s hand on the table with concern.
Sister Zhang brought out a small plate of pickled vegetables from the kitchen: "Madam, why don’t you try this? When I was pregnant back then, I also had severe nausea and liked eating this."
Han Xi picked up a strip of pickled vegetable with chopsticks and ate it with the porridge: "It’s quite delicious, thank you, Sister Zhang."
Throughout the al, Han Xi only ate so porridge and pickled vegetables, not touching anything else.
Lu Jinghan stood worriedly by the floor-to-ceiling window and called his assistant Xiao Zhang, asking him to find a nutritionist before breakfast tomorrow to take charge of Han Xi’s als.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Jinghan returned to the bedroom. Han Xi was lying on the bed watching TV, and he lay down sideways next to the girl: "Honey, starting tomorrow, you don’t have to go to work anymore. Just rest well at ho."
"I want to apply for a transfer to the outpatient clinic, the work there isn’t too tiring."
"No need to go, it’s too uncomfortable for you with all the nausea. If you feel bored at ho, let Chu Ci and Manman co to keep you company, and I’ll co ho earlier every day."
Han Xi lay on Lu Jinghan’s arm, looking up at him: "Got it, then I’ll go to the hospital tomorrow and ask the director for leave."
"I’ll call your director tomorrow morning; you don’t need to make an extra trip."
Han Xi nodded and continued watching TV. Lu Jinghan was so engrossed in talking to the girl that he didn’t notice she was watching that handso South Korean guy again.
"Turn it off and go to sleep."
"I haven’t finished watching it yet, you go ahead and sleep."
Anyway, there’s no work tomorrow, no need to get up early. Han Xi wanted to finish watching the series.
Lu Jinghan’s distinct fingers pinched Han Xi’s chin: "What’s so good about him that you’re so fascinated?"
Han Xi belatedly realized that soone was getting jealous again: "Why would I be fascinated by him? He’s not handso at all. I’ll turn it off and go to sleep now."
Lu Jinghan took the remote from the bedside table and turned off the TV, pulling Han Xi into his arms: "You’re not allowed to watch it again in the future."
"Got it, you’re about to be a dad and still so jealous."
"Yes, I just want to keep you all to myself."
......
The next morning, Han Xi slept naturally until she woke up. She picked up the phone on the bedside table and glanced at it; it was already past nine.
Han Xi casually tied up her slightly ssy hair, lifted the covers, and got out of bed. After washing up in the bathroom, she went downstairs.
She thought Lu Jinghan would have gone to the company at this ti, but as soon as she walked out of the bedroom, she saw him coming out of the study: "Awake?"
"Why didn’t you go to work?" Han Xi hooked her arm through Lu Jinghan’s as they went downstairs together.
"I’ll keep you company for breakfast before going."
In the dining room, the nutritionist had already prepared breakfast. Sister Zhang had learned a lot while in the kitchen earlier.
Han Xi pulled out a chair and sat down at the dining table, looking at the dishes, which seed quite good, and tried a bite with her chopsticks: "Sister Zhang, today’s breakfast is really delicious."
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