Chapter 677 Congratulations to the two

  Unconsciously, it was noon.

  Wen Churan did not eat breakfast. At this moment, his stomach was so hungry that he was groaning, and some inexplicably wanted to eat Mala Tang.

  She pulled Sheng Ziyuan's sleeves, and solemnly told, "Spicy! Be sure to put more spicy!"

  Just thinking about it, the saliva is about to flow out.

  Sheng Ziyuan ruthlessly refused her request, "Spicy? Nausea and vomiting even with such a heavy taste? You'd better not even think about it, give me rice porridge obediently!"

  Wen Churan hadn't had time to beg him sternly, he had already stepped out of the VIP reception room.

  When Sheng Ziyuan came back with rice porridge, a nurse happened to come in and told Wen Churan to get the inspection report.

  Wen Churan stood up and prepared to follow the nurse, but Sheng Ziyuan suddenly stopped in front of her and put the rice porridge in her hand.

  "You drink the porridge first, and I will get the report."

  Just in time, Wen Churan was too lazy to move, so she sat back down again.

   just faced the white rice porridge in her hand, but she didn't even have any appetite.

   Soon, the door of the VIP reception room was pushed open again, Sheng Ziyuan walked in, holding the inspection report in his hand.

   Seeing that the man’s complexion seemed not so good, Wen Churan stood up fiercely, and asked excitedly and in fear, "How is it? How is it? Is there something wrong with me?!"

  Sheng Ziyuan handed the inspection report to her, "see it for yourself."

  She hurriedly covered her eyes, "No way, no way! You should tell me directly! I...I am mentally prepared!"

  In the darkness, the hands in front of him were suddenly pulled away, and Wen Churan saw a handsome face close at hand.

  Sheng Ziyuan didn't know when, he had already come to her, was holding her hands tightly, and the corners of his mouth raised up a petting smile.

   Like a spring breeze in March, it blows across the heart, bringing a burst of warmth.

   "Fool, it's just something wrong with the stomach, it's not a terminal illness."

  He couldn't help but let out a low laugh, like the mellow tone of a piano, which was particularly pleasing to the ears.

  Wen Churan grabbed the inspection report form in his hand and opened it. The cause of the disease was clearly written on it. As expected, there was something wrong with her stomach.

  It is possible that it is too tired or the diet is not regular enough to cause nausea and vomiting.

  Wen Churan was relieved.

  Huh...

   Fortunately, there is no big problem.

  Sheng Ziyuan said on the side, "Your stomach is not too bad. Take medicine on time and recuperate slowly. There will be no problems. Can you rest assured now?"

  Wen Churan fiddled with her little head, and finally smiled.

  Sheng Ziyuan saw that the white rice porridge on the coffee table had barely moved, so he took her hand, "Let’s go, take you to eat something delicious."

  In fact, what Wen Churan wants most is Mala Tang, but she knows that what he calls delicious should be no different from white rice porridge.

  The two left the VIP reception room. The nurse outside bowed to them and said, "Congratulations, both of you."

Um? Congratulations?

  Congratulations?

  Wen Churan asked strangely, "Why did she congratulate me?"

   "Maybe congratulations to your body, right?" Sheng Ziyuan replied casually.

   "I'm going! It's been a long time since I came to the hospital. Has the hospital's service level been so high?"

  Wen Churan was only surprised, but did not see, Sheng Ziyuan's expression was dark, even his eyes were cold to no temperature.

After being forced to eat a large bowl of white rice porridge and another bowl of clear soup, Wen Churan followed Sheng Ziyuan back to the villa.

  (End of this chapter)