Feng Yu looked worried, frowned, and felt uneasy. He didn't know if An Lan wanted morning sickness because she was pregnant or other problems.

"Mr. Feng?"

Seeing that Feng Yu didn't seem to notice her, the rich girl refused to give up and asked softly again.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to you, please leave."

Feng Yu forced himself to scold him. He actually wanted to say that the woman who had been chattering and kept getting out of the way.

The rich girl was slightly stunned, and then she realized that Feng Yu heard her voice, but she just didn't want to pay attention to her! Because of her anger, she blushed at the moment, and was indignant, but she didn't dare to speak out. She rolled her eyes unhappily, turned around and left with her high heels.

Here, An Lan, who felt nauseous, felt so uncomfortable that he vomited all the things he had just eaten until he vomited stomach acid.

She seemed unable to stop vomiting. She was dizzy and fell on the cold ground weakly, without any strength to get up, and there was only nausea except for the discomfort.

After vomiting until there was nothing to spit out, An Lan sat down weakly.

She closed her eyes slightly discomfort, thinking to herself that she was really not good. Feng Yu finally felt good about taking her out, but she acted so badly. Feng Yu should feel embarrassed and would have left long ago.

With the blessing of discomfort, tears fell silently, An Lan curled up and hugged herself, not wanting to go out and see the scene where she was alone, and she could hide for a while.

"An Lan? How are you doing? Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital and speak?"

At that time, Feng Yu, who couldn't wait, couldn't take care of so much. He entered the female bathroom alone, called An Lan anxiously and affectionately, feeling uneasy, and was deeply afraid that something had happened to An Lan.

An Lan, who was in his own sorrow, suddenly heard Feng Yu's voice.

It's impossible, why did Feng Yu come here? Tears in the corners of her eyes were still falling, and she looked at the door of the compartment with disbelief. She supported her strength and wanted to get up, but found that she couldn't seem to get up.

"An Lan! Where are you?"

Feng Yu couldn't hear the response, and was so anxious that he opened every compartment crazily to find An Lan's figure.

An Lan wanted to respond anxiously, but her hoarse voice could not make any sound, and she had no strength to get up.

"Bang!"

Feng Yu opened the compartment where An Lan was. The moment he saw her, his hanging heart finally relaxed halfway. He carefully picked An Lan up from the cold floor and quickly walked out of the restaurant and rushed to the hospital.

When the restaurant owner saw that something was wrong, he hurried forward and asked carefully.

"Mr. Feng, what's wrong?"

Feng Yu glanced coldly, his expression was horrifying, his whole body exuded arrogance, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"If my wife has any problems, I will definitely make you unable to open a restaurant again!"

Since Feng Yu could say this, he would definitely be able to do it, which made the unknowing boss fall into despair. He quickly explained with helpless expression.

"Mr. Feng, this shouldn't be..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Yu left in a straight line. This was the meaning of not listening to any explanation. The boss sighed in his heart, turned around and went back to investigate the matter thoroughly, and could not let the restaurant be buried.

From beginning to end, An Lan was like a poor little rabbit, lowering her head with aggrieved look and dared not speak.

In the hospital.

After the doctor thoroughly and carefully checked, he confirmed that An Lan was food poisoning, but fortunately, she didn't eat much, which would not cause much harm to her body. However, because An Lan was pregnant with a baby, she needed nutrition.

"Mr. Feng, as for the specific reasons for your wife's food poisoning, we cannot yet give a conclusion. We will prescribe nutritional agents to regulate your wife's body. After that, you need to pay attention to rest and relax your mood and your body will improve."

After the doctor explained the reason, he turned around and left.

In the separate luxurious ward, An Lan was lying quietly on the bed with liquid infusion. Looking at Feng Yu with a gloomy face, she felt very uneasy inside. No matter how she looked at Feng Yu, she looked angry.

It was because of myself, it must be because she destroyed Feng Yu's good mood. An Lan couldn't explain why Feng Yu was anxious to find him. He was so humble that he dared not speculate on his position in Feng Yu's heart, but she was sure that it must be her fault.

"I'm sorry, Feng Yu, it's my fault, I'm not happy, I'm sorry."

An Lan lowered her head, looked self-blame, and spoke softly in a cowardly voice.

Feng Yu was thinking about why An Lan was eating with him and eating the same food, but why did An Lan get food poisoning? Suddenly, he thought of the piece of cherry sauce chocolate that An Lan ate must be that thing.

When Feng Yu was about to call the restaurant and ask them to check the chocolate, he never wanted to hear An Lan's apology.

"An Lan, I'm not unhappy because of you."

Seeing her blaming herself, Feng Yu couldn't bear it. He walked in and hugged the fragile An Lan in his arms and comforted her in a deep voice. It was obvious that An Lan was the real person who was injured, so how could it be her turn to apologize?

He gently stroked An Lan's soft hair, and then spoke in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of you. I don't know if pregnant women can eat chocolate. I think I need to learn more."

Involving non-professional knowledge, Feng Yu is not sure what kind of scope of food poisoning is, but in short, this matter will not be easily concluded without finding out clearly.

An Lan looked up in confusion, not understanding how Feng Yu would blame himself. She raised her eyes obediently and explained seriously.

"Feng Yu, I can eat chocolate."

It seemed that he didn't want to see Feng Yu who was tall and above becoming fragile, and An Lan wanted to comfort him without thinking.

"So it's very likely that someone wants to hurt you on purpose."

Feng Yu had a sharp look, his expression was low, and he spoke with unhappiness.

Someone dared to murder his sweetheart under his nose, and he simply didn't want to live. He exuded a horrifying aura, and he must tear the scolding to pieces.

An Lan didn't think so. It was only the first time she went to that restaurant. How could a sudden person appear to murder her? Besides, the reason for her murder was like a fantasy. However, when she saw Feng Yu being so angry, she didn't dare to persuade her.
Chapter completed!