On the day of hospital discharge, Lu Hualiang got up early to prepare.
First, he fed her breakfast, had her take the fetus-preserving medicine, and then conducted a thorough physical examination to ensure she could handle flying.
Although there's a room on the private jet where she could lie down, flying at high altitudes is no joke.
An adult can withstand the pressure, but her fetus might not.
"Husband, I don't want to eat anymore." Xia Weibao frowned; she felt like she was about to vomit.
Lu Hualiang held a bowl of soup and gently coaxed, "Be good, eat a little more."
With four people, eating so little won't suffice.
As soon as Xia Weibao smelled the greasy aroma, she felt like throwing up.
In the past two days, Lu Hualiang had been tirelessly finding ways to nourish her, not even a pig would be fed like this.
Xia Weibao shook her head, clutching her chest, wanting to vomit.
