Sitting up straight, she raised her fist to hit him but stopped abruptly before her hand touched Gong Shaoyu.
Her brows furrowed as she held her belly with the other hand, bending over with an uncomfortable expression on her face.
"What's wrong?"
Lan Shan withdrew her hand, clutching her stomach, and slumped onto him, as if enduring something with great effort, "Stomach ache."
Hearing her say her stomach hurt, Gong Shaoyu immediately panicked.
"I'll take you to the hospital."
He quickly stood up, lifted her, and was about to head out when Lan Shan held onto his arm, nestling into Gong Shaoyu's embrace, "No need for the hospital, just a bit unwell, resting for a while will be fine."
Despite feeling uneasy after hearing her words, Gong Shaoyu followed her instructions, placing her on the bed and then taking out his phone from his pocket to call Qiao Rui.
"Bring the doctor over."
Before Qiao Rui came to Z City, considering Lan Shan was pregnant, he brought a doctor along.
