"Did Yan Yan wake up? Why didn't he send photos?" Fu Beichen asked after the phone was connected.

"Little grandma, little grandma, she..." at the end of the phone, the servant's voice was a little hesitant, which was obviously wrong.

"What's the matter with Yan Yan?" Fu beichenjun Yan was cold. His voice was so cold that it almost turned into ice. His angry voice made the servant more nervous and couldn't speak neatly.

"When she woke up, she drank a glass of milk. After eating half a piece of bread, she began to vomit. She vomited very badly. Her stomach juice was about to vomit out. Now she can't eat at all."

Fu Beichen's palm tightened and almost crushed the mobile phone between his palms. He asked angrily, "where's the doctor?"

"The doctor said that vomiting is a normal phenomenon. After taking the medicine, it still doesn't get better. Young grandma, young grandma, she's still vomiting. I'll go with her..." the servant said and hung up in a panic.

The busy beep came from the mobile phone. Fu Beichen was so anxious that he wanted to fly back to zhanyan immediately. Spending so much money, hiring so many people, and hiring professional doctors at a high price are a group of waste. As a result, even people can't take good care of them.

"Beichen, don't worry. Maybe it's all right. You --"

Without waiting for Leng Yichen to finish, Fu Beichen has picked up his coat and left the office.

Looking at this scene, Leng Yichen couldn't help shaking his head. Fu Beichen was really eaten by Zhan Yan. It seems that he can only worry about some things more.

For example, the relationship between Song Zhiyuan and Zhen pingting, and the person in the mental hospital doesn't seem to be so calm.

Chu Qingyou, Zhan Jing's fiancee, is the same. It is said that her mother died, and everyone else is better, but Chu Qingyou is very difficult. Zhan Yan doesn't know what she has done, so she is the potential threat.

And she can't go to see Zhan Yan.

Absolutely not!

When Fu Beichen returned to the villa, Zhan Yan kept retching in the bathroom. What he could vomit had already been empty. He even vomited out his gastric juice. Now he can only keep retching, but it's more uncomfortable.

The doctors and servants were all in the bathroom, in a hurry and at a loss.

"Yan Yan!" Fu Beichen strode in, pushed away the eye-catching doctors and servants, hugged Zhan Yan, who was half squatting on the ground, and hugged him painfully in his arms.

And Zhan Yan vomited so much that she didn't even have the strength to speak. Her face was pale and almost lost her blood color. There were wet tears on her face. Her eyebrows were frowning and looked very painful.

She didn't vomit so badly before. Why does she vomit so badly now?!

No matter what she eats, she spits out quickly. After eating and spitting, she eats and spits again.

But after a while, Zhan Yan was tortured.

The doctor said it was a normal reaction to pregnancy and vomiting. Maybe it was because of the injection last night. After all, she was in poor health, so many things were unpredictable. Now the situation seems to be getting worse and worse, and it continues to be worse.

Fu Beichen took her back to the big bed in the bedroom. Zhanyan lay in the soft bedding, wrapped in a thick quilt, and his frown Never stretched. It can be seen that he is still very painful.

"What's the matter? I wasn't fine when I went out. How did this happen now? Will you take care of the patient?"

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