Jiang Xiaonan held her stomach and walked into the bathroom, immediately throwing up.
The half-bowl of porridge she had forced herself to drink just now came out entirely.
Jiang Xiaonan clung to the sink desperately, feeling her legs were weak.
This morning, for some reason, the vomiting was worse than the previous days.
Almost everything she ate was thrown up, making Jiang Xiaonan look even more frail.
Ningyan gently patted her back and then handed her a cup of water to rinse her mouth.
Jiang Xiaonan was very scared, her stomach felt particularly uncomfortable, and waves of nausea surged up.
She was terrified that this constant vomiting would affect her ability to keep the child.
In fact, since she learned she was pregnant, she almost never stepped outside, spending most of her time in bed to nurture the baby.
The baby was less than three months old, right during the unstable period, so she had been very careful.
