She suddenly raised her voice, and after she finished speaking, the ward fell into silence.
Feng Moyan was startled and stared at her for a while. He could tell that she had been holding it in for a long time and needed an outlet. He didn't care about it and just said: "I'll either ask the doctor if he can."
eat?"
"What doctor are you asking! It's not like I've never been pregnant before! Do you know how important it is for pregnant women to be in a good mood?"
"Then what if you have diarrhea after eating..."
"Is there any difference between vomiting and diarrhea?"
"..." Mr. Feng was speechless.
"Oh, why don't you order it? If you don't order it, get out of here. I'll be upset when I see you!"
Feng Moyan stared at her for a while, both of them staring at each other, neither of them compromising.
He stood up and said, "When I first came here, I saw a night market outside the hospital. It was quite lively. There might be a barbecue stall. I'll go out and have a look."
He didn't dare to click on the software. After all, he didn't know where it was made. What if it was a black workshop that didn't even have a business license?
Go buy it in person and see it with your own eyes, it will make you feel more at ease.
Qian Qian knew that he would definitely sneak out to ask the doctor, but she didn't bother to expose it. She just thought that she must have barbecue tonight, otherwise she would not be able to sleep that night.
Moreover, when she thought of the fragrant barbecue, her taste buds opened up, and she suddenly felt that the hot and sour noodles, snail noodles and the like were waving to her, and she was so greedy that her mouth watered down.
Feng Moyan left the ward and went to the nurse's desk to consult with the doctor.
Because they had been hospitalized before, the doctors and nurses here all knew them. Everyone knew that the couple had a deep love for each other, and the husband was a maniac about doting on his wife. It was not surprising to hear him asking these questions.
"Mr. Feng, your wife is right. Whatever a pregnant woman wants to eat, she must eat it, otherwise she will think about it all the time. Although barbecue is not healthy, it is okay to eat it occasionally, not to mention she has vomiting.
It's so severe that she can't put anything into her mouth. It's rare that she wants to eat something, so just satisfy her."
Since the doctor said so, Mr. Feng had no choice but to be appointed as an errand boy and go around the entrance of the hospital.
Late at night in summer, the streets are bustling with activity, barbecue stalls are emitting thick white smoke, and everything looks like fireworks.
This was the first time for Feng Moyan to attend such an occasion. His handsome and elegant dress in shirt and trousers was incompatible with the worldly atmosphere.
He walked around twice, trying to find a stall that didn't look so... greasy and dirty, but to no avail.
When his cell phone rang, he looked down and immediately answered the call: "Hello, Qianqian..."
"Feng Moyan, are you hatching chicks? You've been out for half an hour! Do you want to starve me to death?" A well-educated urban professional woman, who was tortured by pregnancy and turned into a shrew, cursed angrily.
Feng Moyan was so excited that he didn't dare to delay any more. He immediately picked a stall with the most customers and replied: "It's already roasted, it's roasted! What do you want to eat? No, no, you can send it via WeChat.
come over."
"Hurry up!" the person yelled and hung up. Soon, the "order menu" was sent.
Feng Moyan glanced at it and immediately greeted the stall owner: "Boss, please follow this menu and bake ten portions of each item. Hurry up!"
The stall owner was so busy that he was sweating profusely. He wiped his face with a towel and came over to take a look. "Okay... but you have to wait. I still have several tables lined up here."
Feng Moyan looked in the direction where the boss nodded, and sure enough, the tables over there for beer drinkers were all empty.
But he can't wait...
"You bake it for me first, and I'll go communicate with them!" After saying that, he walked straight to the tables of diners, and said in a domineering manner, "Everyone, I paid for your consumption tonight, can you let me jump in the queue and let you
The boss will bake it for me first."
When the tables heard this, they thought he was joking at first, but Feng Moyan turned around and asked the boss, "Have these tables finished ordering? When you finish ordering, you can calculate the bill and I will pay now."
The guests at those tables couldn't get used to his arrogant appearance, so they said unceremoniously: "It's great to be rich! Why are you pretending!"
"No, it's like this... My wife is hospitalized. She has severe morning sickness and is exhausted. She can't eat anything. She has a rare appetite tonight and she wants to eat barbecue..."
Before he finished speaking, a female customer immediately said: "Looking at her dress, she doesn't come to a place like this to spend money. It must be a special situation."
"Yes, I'm so envious of a man who loves his wife so much!"
Those male customers were so proud that they immediately waved their hands: "Okay, let the boss bake it for you first!"
Feng Moyan thanked him repeatedly and was very trustworthy. He asked the lady boss to calculate the bills for those tables and paid them all with great pride.
But because he ordered too much, it would take a long time to bake them all. Seeing the pregnant lady on WeChat constantly urging him, he had no choice but to take the baked part first, and asked the lady boss if he could help deliver it later. He could
Pay more toll.
People who run night stalls don’t have trouble with money.
What's more, the character of "wife-loving" made Mr. Feng gain countless fans in a short period of time.
After the landlady agreed readily, he hurried to the hospital carrying several boxes of barbecue that had been packed.
Yang Qianyu was so hungry that she lost her temper. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she immediately sat up and said, "You are finally back. I thought you went to the moon to buy barbecue."
Mr. Feng was sweating profusely and smelled of fireworks from the night market.
After sitting down in embarrassment, he sighed: "You don't know how embarrassing I am tonight. I hope no one recognizes me and no one takes random videos and posts them online, otherwise I will become famous again."
Yang Qianyu sighed when he heard what he said, and asked curiously: "Really? What did you do?"
Feng Moyan set up the small table on the bed, and while unpacking the packing boxes, he talked about his "money ability" just now.
After Qian Qian heard this, she laughed so hard that she fell forward and backward.
"It's true that you are a bit rich. It's a good idea that others don't hit you."
The aroma of barbecue hit his face, it was hot and tempting. Qian Qian took several long breaths of satisfaction, and the long-awaited happiness filled his heart.
"I never thought it would be useful for you to come here." She was so intoxicated that she opened her eyes and praised the man.
Feng Moyan unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, took off the cufflinks and threw them aside. He also rolled up his sleeves, then picked up the barbecue skewers and helped her peel off the meat.
"Oh, you are really troublesome. You have to hold the skewers to eat them. What's the point of peeling them off for me to eat?" She grabbed the skewers and ate them boldly.
Feng Moyan looked at her worriedly: "Slow down, don't get poked in the mouth..."
"I'm not stupid!"
"..."
"This barbecue restaurant is pretty good. You know how to buy it."
“This restaurant has the most customers.”
"Hey, why don't you eat it? It's delicious, really. If you don't believe me, try it!" She fed the half-eaten "palm treasure" to his mouth and stared at him with bright eyes, full of encouragement.
Mr. Feng grew up eating fine clothes and delicacies from the mountains and seas. He only knows about the existence of barbecue, a down-to-earth snack.
When he thought about gutter oil, he instinctively resisted.
In addition, I just witnessed the environment of the barbecue stall with my own eyes. The boss was sweating profusely while grilling. I imagined that the sweat fell on the ingredients as if they had been washed with water...
He hesitated for a long time with a stiff face. He still didn't dare to open his mouth despite the strong smell of cumin, so he smiled and pushed away: "I'm not hungry, you can eat, be good."
The smile on Qian Qian's face fell instantly, and the kebab was put to his mouth again, "Eat it if you are told! There is so much nonsense! So many people have eaten it, and it doesn't matter. Are you more valuable?"
When she couldn't see the disgust on this man's face?
Feng Moyan smiled helplessly, "Qianqian, how can you be so hard on others?"
Qian Qian couldn't bear it anymore, so he took a bite out of the charcoal bone, pulled him over, and kissed him.
Of course, kissing is just the way, forcing him to eat is the goal.
Feng Moyan never dreamed that a pregnant woman would be so aggressive, she would be like a female bandit!
Her lips were blocked and her collar was still being pulled by her - such a strong and active feeding. If he refused again, he wouldn't know what would happen next.
After making sure it was fed, Qian Qian let go and bit into another chicken bone, chewing it with relish, and looked at him proudly: "How is it? Is it a delicacy in the world? Better than your delicacies from the mountains and seas?"
Feng Moyan chewed, his expression a little subtle.
Indeed, it tastes pretty good...
It's just a little spicy.
After he finished eating, he immediately turned around to look for water, and poured another glass of water for Qian Qian: "There are too many chili peppers, please eat less."
"It's okay, it tastes so spicy. By the way, have you sent it to the nurse station?"
"Not yet. You kept urging me, so I packed some and brought them back. The boss lady will bring the rest later and give them to the doctors and nurses."
"Well, good job, praise! Come on, I'll reward you with roasted chicken feet, and play QQ."
Mr. Feng was resisting in his heart, but he did not dare to disobey the pregnant lady, so he could only accept it.
It was early in the morning, and the two of them were still sitting on the edge of the bed chewing until their mouths were full of oil, and their faces and the tips of their noses were covered with cumin.
Feng Moyan sucked in the cold air and regretted not buying some cold drinks.
After Qianqian had eaten and drank enough, she leaned on the bedside and scrolled through her mobile phone.
Fisher just posted on Moments that she was having fun in a nightclub outside. She liked it and commented triumphantly: I was eating barbecue, it was so cool.
Miss Fei's private chat box popped up immediately.
When she learned that Mr. Feng had rushed over to accompany her overnight, Fisher replied, "I refuse to feed dog food" and stopped talking to her.
Feng Moyan cleaned up the mess on the table and looked at the woman on the bed uneasily from time to time: "You're not feeling well, are you?"
She shook her head and stretched out her hand: "Help me get up and brush my teeth. I'm sleepy..."
The man quickly threw away the packing box in his hand and came back to help her get up and go to the bathroom.
The toothpaste was squeezed out, the water glass was filled, and he stood aside to accompany me.
Qianqian brushed her teeth and chased him away: "Why are you waiting here? Go away."
The man turned around to leave, then took a step, when there was a sudden "vomit" sound behind him.
When I turned around, I saw the pregnant woman who had just put the toothbrush in her mouth and started vomiting again.
Feng Moyan's face froze, but he couldn't ignore her, so he quickly stepped forward to support her, patted her back gently, and suppressed her loose and hanging hair...
The chaotic night ended with the pregnant woman vomiting until she had no strength to speak.