Chapter 138 Severe Morning Sickness

The konjac cooked by the veteran driver Ai Moye made Jiya and Maima full of food.

Although Ai Moye hasn't been able to eat new food for a long time, she really can't work up her appetite when faced with the "hard food" she vomited after eating in three years of high school.

She hastily ate some grapefruit and wanted to drink milk again, but the fragrant milk source made her feel nauseous. She vomited as much as she drank, and her eyes turned red.

Maima wiped her mouth with a hot towel, and Jiya went to the infirmary to get medicine.

The doctor said, "There is really nothing we can do about it. Even the healing circle cannot relieve morning sickness. As for drugs, even in the interstellar age, they can easily cause fetal malformation."

Jiya became anxious and slapped her hand on the table, causing the ice layer to spread to the entire infirmary.

"Then let her vomit like this? Her face will be deformed due to vomiting. I'm afraid she will vomit blood if she is not treated!"

Before the doctor could speak, a question came from the door, "Is the vomiting so severe?"

Jiya turned around and saw the patron saint of the empire standing in the night. His tall figure, as frosty as snow, seemed to be covered in moonlight, which was comparable to the most invincible edge in the universe.

"Yuan, Marshal?" The doctor suddenly stood up, but his chair fell to the ground because of the excessive movement.

Di Lie didn't say anything, just turned around and left, leaving a sharp afterimage of the silver badge on his shoulder in the air.

Jiya didn't follow. She remembered what Aimoye had said about the Queen Mother's matchmaking.

In Gobi Prison, Aimoye lay on the toilet, vomiting heartbreakingly.

Mai Ma was so anxious that she burst into tears and stamped her feet and said, "Isn't the vomiting so serious in the past days? What happened today?"

Aimoye wanted to comfort her, but before she could open her mouth, she started vomiting again, and even her stomach acid vomited out.

She is still young and has been very healthy since she was a child. The most serious illness is high fever. Under the supervision of her family, she is completely insulated from appendiceal gastritis and other diseases, and she has not even received an intravenous drip.

She was vomiting so hard now that she felt more and more aggrieved as she thought about it and couldn't stop crying.

Mai Ma couldn't bear to see her cry, and hurriedly wanted to go to Jiya to get the medicine, but was frightened by the sudden appearance of the figure at the door, and she was stunned.

Di Lie took off his majestic military cap, revealing his deep black hair and ice blue eyes. He tried his best to show an amiable side to the prisoners of the empire, "Is prisoner SB250 here?"

Mai Ma felt that he looked familiar, but after thinking for a long time, he could not identify his specific identity. She only looked at the familiar imperial uniform and felt that he was not a bad guy.

She pointed to the bathroom and said timidly, "My sister vomited very badly."

Di Lie gracefully passed her, threw his general hat on the low table, and walked towards the bathroom with his long legs.

Mai Ma stood there at a loss until she heard Jiya's voice coming from the surveillance camera.

"Maima, that's the marshal, come to the center."

Mai Ma looked back worriedly, and then hurriedly left after hearing Jiya's urging.

In the bathroom, Ai Moye's stomach cramped due to vomiting, and her face and neck were covered in cold sweat.

The eighteen-year-old only daughter, who used to be smooth and carefree, has never been so helpless and helpless.

She couldn't help covering her face, tears falling from her fingers.

Suddenly, a cold and majestic voice came from above his head, "How are you feeling?"

Ai Moye turned her head, her eyes blurred by tears, and she couldn't see who it was for a while.

Thinking that Jiya had called a doctor, she sobbed and said, "The morning sickness has gotten worse this month and I can't even eat."

Di Lie took off his military jacket and put it on her body. She didn't react until she smelled the familiar scent of snow-like wood and rubbed her red and swollen eyes.

"Uncle Emperor?"

Di Lie rubbed her head, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Ai Moye wiped her eyes randomly, nodded and shook her head.

The vomiting made her temples throb and her stomach felt uncomfortable, but there was nothing else.

Di Lie helped her stand up, wiped her face with a towel, and drank water to rinse her mouth.

Finally, he carried the person back to the house.

Ai Moye originally wanted to stop it, but her body really had no strength and she just wanted to vomit when she opened her mouth.

Di Lie put her on the bed, and Da Da jumped all over the bed, grinning at the stranger who suddenly broke in.

Di Lie glanced over with a cold look, and the strong pressure made Da Da shrink her neck, howl and run behind Aimo Ye's pillow.

The morning sickness did not subside. Di Lie brought a trash can and placed it next to the bed. Ai Moye retched, but couldn't even spit out water.

Da Da was also worried about her master and whined as she tried to get closer. However, she was frightened by the murderous aura that filled Di Lie's body and started scratching her head and ears in circles.

When the morning sickness finally subsided, Aimo Ye cried her eyes dry.

She looks weak, but she is actually stronger. Even her parents cannot see her shed tears.

It was really embarrassing to cry so miserably in front of Di Lie this time.

Ai Moye grabbed a tissue, wiped her face messily, and said shyly, "I wasn't crying just now, it was just that I felt too uncomfortable."

Di Lie pretended not to see her crying and burping, and said, "Are you still vomiting?"

Ai Moye shook her head, "It seems like I've gotten over it."

But, I don’t know why, but I still feel aggrieved and want to get into bed happily and cry without thinking.

"Uncle Di, I'm fine. You can go back."

Di Lie didn't move, staring at Ai Moye's rabbit-like red and wet eyes.

It's not that you can't imagine how uncomfortable this girl is. He is always lively and sunny, and seems to accept everything happily.

However, not everyone can bear the loneliness and loss of being away from home and family.

Ai Moye gritted her teeth and urged, "Hurry up and leave, it's already so late."

Di Lie gave a rare sigh, suddenly sat forward a little, and held Ai Moye in his arms with one hand.

His embrace is refreshing and warm, like the most indestructible barrier in the universe, able to block all wind, frost, rain, and snow.

Ai Moye bumped her nose against his chest and was stunned, "Uncle Di?"

Di Lie lowered his eyes and rubbed the girl's thick black hair.

"Cry."

Ai Moye's eyes twitched, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Who wants to cry?"

Di Lie closed his eyes and rested his chin on the top of Ai Moye's hair.

"Thank you for coming all the way." Di Lie inserted his fingers into Ai Moye's hair and said softly, "Tonight, I won't laugh at you, so you can cry as much as you want."

Ai Moye turned her head slightly and buried her face in his chest.

The cool fragrance reminded her of the past winters when she enjoyed the snow with her parents.

A family of three walked in the snow, leaving solid footprints.

She broke free from her parents' hands and ran to the front, waving to her parents holding hands behind her.

It obviously didn't take long, why did even the faces of the parents start to blur?

She really wanted to lie in their arms and cry bitterly, turning all her emotions into tears and releasing them together.

Ai Moye could no longer hold back, gritting her teeth and whimpering.

At first it was just a small sob, then a full-blown cry of exhaustion.

Emperor Lie's palm covered her head, slowly transporting a large amount of mental power to soothe her body that was on the verge of collapse.

Whether you miss or feel grievances, you always need a place to relieve the accumulated pressure.

After venting, dawn will come and life will continue tomorrow.