The Tycoon Has A Secret Crush On Me
Chapter 1066 - 1089: Squeamish

Chapter 1066: Chapter 1089: Squeamish

It turned out she was just too excited, and Mother Huo heaved a sigh of relief.

"I’ll call the doctor right away," Jun Mochan began to panic.

Mother Huo stopped him, "Don’t fuss, I’ve already called."

"Oh, thank you, Mom," Jun Mochan went back to Ye Ranran.

Ye Ranran had vomited so much that almost all her stomach acid had come up; after rinsing her mouth with water she said, "Strange, I didn’t eat anything wrong, why is this happening?"

Seeing her dazed and cute appearance, Jun Mochan couldn’t help but laugh, "Silly girl, we’ll know once the doctor has a look."

Jun Mochan was ultimately afraid to tell her about Mother Huo’s speculation; no one knew better than him how much Ye Ranran was looking forward to the arrival of a child.

That was still fine, but what if it wasn’t? How would they deal with the false excitement?

"I can’t eat," Ye Ranran frowned.

She had no appetite at all now.

"Let’s wait then," Jun Mochan was not going to force her, deciding to wait for the doctor to take a look and then discuss her options.

The doctor arrived swiftly, and after a brief examination, everyone watched him with bated breath.

Ye Ranran naturally wanted to know what was wrong, if she was ill again, needing to take medicine or something like that.

She was nearly sick of taking medicine.

The other three were, of course, eager to find out if there was any news about her belly.

"The young lady is pregnant, six weeks along," the doctor said with a slight smile.

Pregnant, really? Ye Ranran was completely stunned.

Jun Mochan hugged her tightly, "Ranran, did you hear that? You’re pregnant."

"Be careful, don’t be clumsy and hurt her," Mother Huo scolded Jun Mochan with a couple of pats, her face inevitably showing disapproval.

"Ranran, what do you feel like eating? Shall I make you something?" Mother Huo asked carefully.

"Being pregnant, you naturally need to eat something nutritious," Father Huo suggested.

Mother Huo had a moment of realization, "You’re right."

She quickly headed to the kitchen, muttering as she walked, "Ranran is so thin, she really needs to be well nourished."

"Ranran, how do you feel? Is there any discomfort?" Jun Mochan looked at Ye Ranran in his arms, asking with care.

"It’s okay, I’m fine," Ye Ranran finally snapped back to reality and gave him a reassuring smile.

Father Huo, seeing there was nothing more for him here, took the doctor to leave, and by the way, he asked for some advice on what to pay attention to.

"Do you want to eat something? I’ll order it right away, and if there’s any discomfort, you must tell me," Jun Mochan reminded her meticulously.

Ye Ranran was amused by the tension in his words, "Yeah, didn’t the doctor say? It’s normal, I’m fine."

"You sit here for a while, I’ll be right back," Jun Mochan’s gaze swept around; seeing those two figures at the door, he strode over.

"Doctor, Ranran is pregnant, what should I pay attention to? Also, is there anything wrong with her health?" Jun Mochan always had to ask personally; without personally inquiring, he never felt quite at ease.

"She should avoid cold foods, make sure to relax and not overthink, and since she has a weak foundation, she needs to be well-nourished, otherwise, she won’t have the strength when it’s time to give birth."

Jun Mochan listened intently, committing the doctor’s instructions to memory.

Mother Huo quickly came out of the kitchen with a bowl of pork rib soup, "Here, Ranran, have some of this."

Ye Ranran had already lost her appetite after so much vomiting, but seeing Mother Huo’s earnest expression, she didn’t have the heart to refuse.

After just two sips, she vomited it all up again.

"What are we going to do about this?" Mother Huo was at her wits’ end with worry.