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Chapter 430: Fall out of love
There was no sound inside.
Fu Ruoshi was a little scared. He first asked Mrs. Li to get the spare key, and then called Wen Zhixia through the door.
The call was hung up.
Fu Ruoshi was relieved instead.
He hung up the phone so quickly, which means he's fine.
"What time did she come back? Did she say anything to you? How is she doing?" He asked while sending a WeChat message to Wen Zhixia.
Mandy said, "You're in the same condition as before, looking good, but you're not talking much. Did you have an argument with your wife?"
Fu Ruoshi shook his head and was about to knock on the door again when the lock clicked softly and the door opened.
Wen Zhixia glanced at Fu Ruoshi, closed the door, climbed back onto the bed, and said nothing.
"I'll call you if there's anything." Fu Ruoshi whispered to Mandy, then went back to his room and closed the door.
Wen Zhixia buried her head in the quilt, leaving only her furry little head exposed.
"Wife?" Fu Ruoshi knelt down beside the bed and rubbed her in a gentle voice, "Are you in a bad mood?"
His fingers were cold and there was a slight smell of tobacco on his fingertips.
Wen Zhixia's face was crumpled by him. She broke free from him and got out of the quilt, frowning unhappily, "Did you call my dean?"
Fu Ruoshi's hand paused.
So it was because of this matter.
"Oh..." He smiled apologetically, "Didn't I ask Mao Feng not to tell you?"
Wen Zhixia laughed angrily, "Even if he didn't tell me, how could he have kept this a secret? Wouldn't I have known about it? Didn't we agree on our honeymoon to respect each other's work and not interfere with each other's work?"
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't upset the baby." Fu Ruoshi quickly covered her lower abdomen.
His original intention in saying this was to worry that Wen Zhixia's emotional fluctuations would cause abdominal pain, but Wen Zhixia thought of Mao Feng's words "What the Fu family values is the child in her belly."
"Fetal Qi? So what you care about is the incense of your Fu family?" Wen Zhixia bit her lip, "My career and pursuits are not important at all, right?"
Fu Ruoshi: Dead mouth!
"Of course not. I wish you wouldn't give birth." Fu Ruoshi knelt on one knee beside the bed, not daring to speak loudly. "I'm afraid you'll get angry and have a stomachache. I don't know who's in your belly, so why should I care? I only care about you."
Wen Zhixia felt like laughing.
From the time she became pregnant until now, Fu Ruoshi has bullied the child many times, and it is obvious that she is jealous of the child.
"Don't change the subject," Wen Zhixia said with a straight face, "I'm asking you, why are you interfering with my work?"
Fu Ruoshi straightened his expression and said, "Let me ask you, why do you want to be the attending physician?"
"Of course, it's to help more patients." Wen Zhixia said, "and to prove my ability."
Fu Ruoshi said, "Then wouldn't it be enough if you could just help more patients? Do you still need those few surgeries and night shifts to prove your ability?"
Wen Zhixia was speechless.
This is Fu Ruoshi’s style: results first, quick decision.
"You are a scholar with a sense of loyalty, so it's fine if you don't use the backdoor," Fu Ruoshi continued, "but what if another 'Mao Qianqian' suddenly appears tomorrow, uses your backdoor, takes credit for your work, becomes the attending physician, and then harms the patients and makes the department a mess?"
Wen Zhixia agreed a little in her heart.
Some benefits will be taken away by people with ulterior motives even if she doesn't take them, so it's better for her to keep them for herself.
"You're right."
Wen Zhixia couldn't think of a rebuttal for a moment.
"After all, I have lived three years longer than you," Fu Ruoshi said with a smile, "and those three years were not lived in vain."
Wen Zhixia was no longer angry, and Fu Ruoshi breathed a sigh of relief. "What do you want to eat? I'll ask Mandy to arrange it now."
After a while.
Mandy came in with a tray of food.
"Madam, this is your meal tonight. If there is anything that doesn't suit your taste, please let me know."
Wen Zhixia looked at the dishes on the plate: stir-fried green beans, steamed egg with whitebait, stir-fried beef fillet and brown rice.
The food is good, but it's very healthy.
"No, no problem," Wen Zhixia said, "I'll finish eating right away."
From the early stages of her pregnancy until now, she has been very cautious and has always been eating a light diet.
But she was also a girl who loved eating at street stalls.
If you don't eat these things for a while, you will want to eat them very much.
In fact, there was a more important reason why she didn't eat tonight, which was that she didn't want to eat nutritious meals or healthy food.
As soon as Mandy left the room, Fu Ruoshi saw Wen Zhixia's face fall.
"Don't you like it?" he asked. "Don't be shy. Just tell Mandy if you don't want to eat it. They're a professional team, and it's their job to improve it."
Wen Zhixia looked at the healthy and almost oil-free food on the plate. When she thought about having to eat like this for ten months, no, eating like this until the end of the confinement period, she really wanted to cry.
"I, I don't want to eat nutritious meals, I want to eat street food..." The aggrieved little pearl was about to fall, "I want to eat fried chicken, I want to eat snail noodles, I want to eat barbecue and beef noodles, I'm so hungry..."
After saying that, she threw herself on the pillow and cried aggrievedly.
Anderson had previously said that pregnant women have unstable emotions and would cry and make a fuss over the slightest thing.
Fu Ruoshi now has some experience.
Wen Zhixia is usually very good at controlling her emotions. At least she won't cry or get angry just because of food or drink.
It is obvious that hormones have a huge impact on her.
She is sensitive and introverted by nature, and her emotions are fluctuating so drastically. How much suffering will she have to endure in the next six months?
Fu Ruoshi was heartbroken and regretted that he couldn't bear it for her.
Even now I want to pull out a certain kid and beat him up.
"Okay, okay, what do you want to eat?" He comforted her hurriedly, "I'll order takeout for you now, and we'll eat it all."
"No!" Wen Zhixia buried her head, "Those things are not good for the fetus..."
"It's okay to eat a little, it won't cause miscarriage," Fu Ruoshi continued to comfort her, "If the skin is really that crispy, then it's not worthy of being our child. We can find another one later."
"Don't change!"
Fu Ruoshi: "...Okay, okay,"
"How about I ask Mandy for you?" Fu Ruoshi said, "Let's talk about it and see which junk foods you can eat. You can trust the words of a professional, right?"
Seeing Wen Zhixia nod, he called Mandy and explained the situation.
Mandy calmly analyzed, "Madam, in your current situation, it's perfectly fine to grill or fry the chicken moderately. Excessive stress is actually bad. Your mood is what's most important."
"See, I told you so, didn't I?" Fu Ruoshi said, "Hurry up, get up and change your clothes. I'll take you to the night market."
Wen Zhixia felt relieved after hearing what the professional nutritionist said.
In fact, she also admitted that she had been stubborn before. Maybe it was the influence of hormones that made her always suspicious. She felt that this was not clean, that was not healthy, and in short, everything would be bad for the fetus.
"I want to eat beef noodles!" Wen Zhixia's emotions faded quickly. "It's the place you took me to last time. It tastes similar to the one at the entrance of No. 1 Middle School."