For Xia Yangyang, this was nothing short of a bolt from the blue.
Xia Yangyang remained by Xingxing's bedside, never taking a step away.
Gu Qichen came over and urged her to get some sleep.
Xia Yangyang wouldn't budge.
Finally finding them, Xia Yangyang couldn't bear the thought of losing sight of little Xingxing.
Gu Qichen brought her food every day.
Changed her bandages.
Even when Xia Yangyang was tired, she would just lean on the bedside for a while.
Xia Yangyang's hand was much better now.
She could basically use chopsticks.
Actually, these past few days, Xia Yangyang hadn't had any appetite.
She suffered severe morning sickness.
But in front of Gu Qichen, Xia Yangyang gritted her teeth and endured.
In the evening, Gu Qichen came to deliver dinner.
Xia Yangyang was vomiting in the restroom.
She was trying very hard to eat.
But Xia Yangyang hadn't expected her reactions to be so intense.
Hearing the noise, Gu Qichen hurried to the restroom.
