The cold-hearted president falls in love with the vengeful princess

Chapter 403 Husband, I will go to the hospital with you to check my pregnancy when you come back

After breakfast, Song Yuyan's face changed. The man glanced at her and frowned. What's wrong? Wife, where do you feel uncomfortable? Song Yuyan turned her eyes to look at Nan Zeyu. She held his arm, and her watery eyes were slightly moist. She blinked and said: I...husband, I seem to...vomit...vomit. Before she finished speaking, Song Yuyan's stomach churned.

She staggered towards the bathroom. Nan Zeyu saw her and ran quickly behind her. She half-crouched down, leaned over the toilet, and then kept retching. The man walked over quickly with his long legs. He bent down and put out his hand to smooth her back. She was still retching and making retching sounds. He frowned tightly. She was already having morning sickness.

It took Song Yuyan a long time to straighten up. Her face was pale and her forehead was covered with sweat. She was too weak to walk. The man quickly put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms. She lowered her head. He did not dare to use too much force on her waist and just held it gently.

The man helped Song Yuyan gently wash her chin, carried her sideways out of the bathroom, and laid her flat on the sofa. He squatted down and looked at her pale face. She frowned and her rosy lips turned pale. Nan Zeyu's deep black eyes stared at her bloodless face. He felt sorry for her when he saw her retching but nothing came out.

Nan Zeyu was supposed to go to the company at this time, but seeing Song Yuyan's weak appearance, he decided not to go to the company. He quickly took hot water and wiped her face. Song Yuyan's head shook slightly, she suddenly opened her eyes, turned to meet the man's distressed eyes, she said palely and weakly: Husband, I...I...I, I'm fine, you go to the company!

How could he have the mood to go to the company? Nan Zeyu pursed his thin lips, his black eyes were deep and cold, with a chill in his eyes. Song Yuyan smiled faintly and said: It's okay, husband, you go to the company, I'll be fine in a while.

Nan Zeyu's dark eyes narrowed. He had a handsome face, and his dark eyes became cold and dark. Song Yuyan opened her watery eyes wide. She was stunned. Seeing the man's cold face, she moved her lips and said in a tired voice: Don't be angry, husband. I'm so scared of you doing this. If you don't want to go, then don't go, okay?

She raised her hand and held his big hand on the sofa. Nan Zeyu glanced at her small hand, then raised his eyes and looked her in the eye. His cold black eyes flashed, and his thin lips moved slightly and said: Okay, I'm not angry, but I won't go to the company today. I want to stay with your wife.

Nan Zeyu said this indifferently, he stood up, sat on the sofa, and held her little hand tightly. Song Yuyan looked down at the man's handsome face as calm as water. His brows were dark and he exuded a cold aura. Song Yuyan frowned and looked at him. She curled the corners of her lips and said softly: Okay, if you don't want to go, then don't go. Don't look at me like that, husband.

Nan Zeyu looked at her deeply with his dark eyes, without blinking. He looked at her with a pair of deep, dark and cold eyes, with a faint light in his eyes, but he pursed his thin lips and frowned. Song Yuyan pursed her lips in grievance. After a moment of silence, the man's thin lips moved slightly and said: Okay, I'm not angry, wife, you sleep for a while.

Song Yuyan nodded obediently. From what he said, he should be worried about her, so he didn't go to the company. Soon, her eyelids became heavier and heavier. She slowly closed her eyelids and fell asleep. Nan Zeyu kept looking at her pale little face. He raised his hand and gently stroked her little face. His dark eyes were heavy. She was only 20 and she was going to be a mother.

Nan Zeyu felt indescribable in his heart. After a while, Nan Zeyu called Bai Xun and told him that he would not go to the company today and that he could help with other work in the company. He turned around and looked at Song Yuyan who was sleeping soundly on the sofa.

He sat down on the carpet under the sofa. Song Yuyan was sleeping soundly. His long eyelashes fluttered as he looked at her little face deeply. His dark eyes deepened. His baby was coming. The corners of his lips curved. Nan Zeyu smiled deeply and said softly: Wife, thank you for your hard work.

Song Yuyan slept until noon and didn't wake up yet. He raised his wrist to check his watch. It was past eleven o'clock. He got up from the sofa, opened the door, walked out of the bedroom, and went downstairs. Ye Mingxuan was standing at the stairs. He stepped down the stairs with his long legs. Ye Mingxuan walked forward quickly. Her beautiful eyes were tightly knitted, and she looked at her son with worry.

Nan Zeyu looked at Ye's mother with cold eyes. He glanced at Ye Mingxuan deeply with his black eyes. His black eyes flashed and he said lightly: Mom, Yanyan vomited, the kind of dry heaving. I don't feel like going to the company. I think I should take her to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of Ankang Hospital for a check-up in the afternoon.

Ye Mu's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, she stared at Nan Zeyu in a daze, he nodded gently and said: Mom, Yanyan is having morning sickness, ha. She vomited for a long time but nothing came out, she is 100% pregnant, mom.

Ye Mingxuan smiled, her beautiful eyes twinkled with stars. She smiled comfortably and said: See, I told you, this is pregnancy. Well, the sun might be very strong in the afternoon, so turn on the air conditioner in your car, and don't open the convertible. Yanyan is pregnant and can't be exposed to the sun.

His dark eyes tightened, and he nodded gently, saying, "I know, Mom. I'll take Yanyan to the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department of Ankang Hospital. Also, tell the kitchen not to cook too greasy food, and keep it light, Mom." Nan Zeyu said to Ye Mingxuan calmly, his eyes were light, and his dark eyes were also a little darker.

Ye's mother could see that her son was very nervous about Song Yuyan. She nodded and smiled: "I know, Xiaoyu, I know more about this kind of thing than you do. I've been through it." Nan Zeyu pursed his lips, turned around, and walked upstairs again with his long legs.

Ye's mother's heart was beating in her throat and she walked quickly out of the old house. Nan Chengying and Zhu Fenglian were walking outside the old house. Ye's mother wanted to tell the good news to Grandpa Nan and Old Lady Nan. Her face was full of joy and her eyes were smiling. She walked quickly to the door of the old house.

Nan Zeyu returned to the bedroom. Song Yuyan turned over and he walked over and sat on the other side of the sofa. He leaned his back against the sofa, took out his cell phone and made a call. After a few minutes, a respectful voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Nan, hello, hello, how come you have time to call me? Please tell me if you have anything to say."

Nan Zeyu didn't say anything else. He spoke directly to Director Xu of Ankang Hospital. With a sullen look on his handsome face, he said in a deep and cold voice: Ask the best doctor in obstetrics and gynecology to wait in the examination room. I will take my wife there in the afternoon for a physical examination. Also, don't let anyone else know about this, including Doctor Shen.

Dean Xu was stunned. Couldn't Dr. Shen know this? Dr. Shen was the gold medal doctor of Ankang Hospital, but Ankang Hospital was under the control of the Nan family, so he could only listen to the boss. Dean Xu smiled and said in a gentle voice, "Okay, okay, I understand, President Nan, I will let the obstetrician and gynecologist wait in the examination room. Don't worry, President Nan."

Nan Zeyu hummed in a deep voice, hung up the phone, put the phone on the sofa, turned to look at Song Yuyan. The pregnant woman slept too soundly, she didn't even wake up when he called her. He sighed, raised his head and leaned back on the sofa.

Around 12:30 noon, the bedroom door opened and the man suddenly opened his handsome black eyes. He stood up, walked quickly to the door and opened it. Aunt Li was standing outside the door with a tray in her hand, half bent over. Nan Zeyu glanced at Aunt Li and said lightly: Bring it in, walk lightly, don't wake up the lady, Aunt Li.

Li Ma bowed and turned sideways. She held the tray and walked slowly and lightly towards the bedroom. She quickly placed the tray on the coffee table. She glanced at the sofa where the young lady was lying. She was sleeping very soundly. It seemed that the lady really had a baby as she was sleeping so soundly. Li Ma took another look at her, then quickly straightened up, turned around, and walked back.

Nan Zeyu sat on the sofa and glanced at the tray on the coffee table. He leaned over, reached out and took the tray from the coffee table. There was a bowl of porridge with pork slices boiled in green onions and half a piece of ginger. The rice in the porridge was crystal clear, like glass, and the aroma of green onions was everywhere. There were also thin slices of meat, which were bluish-white in color and white-pink in color.

He glanced at the other bowl, which was black fungus, crystal egg and shrimp porridge. Nan Zeyu thought about it and decided to feed Song Yuyan the first bowl of porridge. He picked up the bowl and turned around. She was still sleeping, with no sign of waking up. Was she so sleepy? The man frowned tightly and looked at her.

There was no choice but to feed her porridge. Nan Zeyu sat in front of the sofa. He raised his right hand, carefully turned her body over, lifted her waist, and helped her up, letting her lean on his chest. Nan Zeyu lowered his head and switched to his left hand, feeding her porridge with his right hand while supporting her body with his left hand.

Song Yuyan kept her mouth shut, not opening it much. He frowned. How could she not eat? The baby in her belly also needed to eat. He took her to the hospital for a checkup this afternoon. When the results came out, he would have to notify the kitchen of the old house to prepare meals for pregnant women every day. Or should he hire a few more chefs to be responsible for nutritious meals for pregnant women?

Finally, Nan Zeyu had no choice but to feed Song Yuyan porridge mouth to mouth. He pried her lips with his thin lips, and she actually opened her mouth all of a sudden. The man's pupils suddenly shrank. Nan Zeyu put the porridge in his mouth into her mouth. She tasted the porridge, moved her mouth, and then chewed slowly.

Nan Zeyu smiled with his dark eyes. He finally ate. After feeding Song Yuyan the porridge, Nan Zeyu felt his arms were numb. He whispered: "Wife, you must be obedient. Your husband will take good care of you." He murmured in a low voice, and Nan Zeyu put down the bowl and placed it on the tray.

He quickly started eating his porridge and finished it in a few bites. Nan Zeyu stood up, bent down, held the tray and put it on the dining table in the restaurant. Mr. Nan and Mrs. Nan were having lunch, and the two old people heard a sound coming from the table.

Looking up, Nan Zeyu looked at her grandson. Nan Zeyu also raised his eyelids and looked at Nan Zeyu who was sitting on the right. He nodded and said, "Grandma, I have fed Yanyan porridge and I have finished eating myself." Nan Zeyu looked at her grandson and said with a smile, "Xiaoyu, I don't think we need to go to the hospital. Yanyan is pregnant, but it's okay to go to the hospital for a check-up to see if there are any other problems with her body."

Nan Zeyu straightened up, nodded slightly and said: "Grandma, you have to go. Yanyan is only 20 years old. I am worried about whether her other physical problems have developed completely. I am still worried about her." Old Mrs. Nan was startled. She looked deep and sighed slowly: "Hey... Xiaoyu, no matter what, you have to take good care of Yanyan. She is pregnant with our Nan family's heir."

Nan Zeyu nodded, and Grandpa Nan looked at his grandson. He said lightly: Anyway, we will give Yanyan everything she wants, Xiaoyu, you must treat her well. Nan Zeyu glanced at Grandpa Nan, he nodded slightly, smiled gently and said: I know, Grandpa, I will.

Old Man Nan smiled slightly, his eyes full of joy, and Old Lady Nan was laughing so hard that her eyebrows were invisible. Nan Zeyu walked out of the restaurant and returned to the bedroom. Song Yuyan was still sleeping. He picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and took a look. It was past one o'clock in the afternoon. He sat on the single sofa, leaning his head against the back of the sofa, leaning slightly.

Song Yuyan woke up at 2:30 in the afternoon. Her eyelids were a little swollen, and she slowly opened her eyes. She slowly sat up and turned to look over. The man was leaning on the sofa with his head tilted back, his long legs crossed on the carpet. She smiled sweetly, stood up, walked over, and squatted under him.

Reaching out and touching his handsome face, Nan Zeyu's lower eyelashes were thick, black and curled, like black ink, his tall and straight nose was as if carved by a knife, his eyebrows were strong and domineering, and his lips were thin, like paper, yet sexy. He was so handsome even when he was asleep. Song Yuyan was fascinated by him. She looked at him, and he must be very tired too.

Song Yuyan couldn't bear to wake him up and planned to let him sleep. She was about to stand up, but the next second, the man grabbed her wrist. Song Yuyan's breathing held and her pupils suddenly widened. She turned her head and saw that her right wrist was held by Nan Zeyu. She blinked and looked at him with clear, transparent and bright eyes.

She said with innocent eyes: "Husband, do I want you to continue sleeping? That's why I didn't call you." The man's black eyes were cold and deep, and he looked at her with a faint light. Song Yuyan turned around, and he held her wrist. She turned around and threw herself into his arms, burying her little face in his legs.

Nan Zeyu's breath stagnated. He felt that he had... The man said in a hoarse voice: Get up quickly, wife, did you hear me? Song Yuyan also knew it. She couldn't breathe anymore. She raised her head quickly, not daring to look into the man's eyes. She looked away and said in a trembling voice: Hug, hug, sorry, husband, I didn't mean it, I...