"Mo Xiuchen, I don't really want to eat anything, you don't have to go to the trouble of cooking anymore."
Wen Ran pursed her lips and spoke gently.
Right now, she had no appetite, especially after having thrown up earlier, she felt even less inclined to eat.
"But that won't do, you can't just not eat anything, I'll call Ah Kai." Although Mo Xiuchen knew some common sense, he really didn't understand this kind of specialized problem.
Especially when it involved Wen Ran, his intelligence always seemed to drop.
"Mo Xiuchen, my brother isn't a gynecologist, don't ask him, let's go out and continue with breakfast." Wen Ran grabbed Mo Xiuchen's hand, stopping him from taking out his phone.
Mo Xiuchen looked into her clear and calm eyes, hesitated for a moment, then cracked a slight smile, "Okay, we'll continue with breakfast, and if you still can't eat, I'll call and ask a doctor."
They returned to the dining table.
