When she was pregnant for the first time, the baby was gone before she even had time to react, so Cheng Su didn't experience morning sickness or anything like that. Now that she's going through it, she truly understands what it means to feel worse than death, to be completely uninterested in life.
"Come, come, the rock sugar bird's nest is ready." Qi Taiguo carefully placed a bowl of the freshly stewed precious dish on the table, noticing Cheng Su's face as pale as paper, feeling a dull pain in his chest.
He hadn't expected that being pregnant would be this tough. Look, in just a few days, her face had become sharp and her complexion was not looking good.
"Let's stop stewing this stuff; eating it is just a waste, I'll only end up throwing it up!" Cheng Su said.
Whatever she eats, she throws up; even the best supplements can't withstand that, better not to waste them.
