He even helped her pick out the scripts.
Those so-called resources were all vetted by him, and only the ones he thought were good ended up in her hands.
"We're both so smart already, even if it's a cesarean section, we won't be that dumb."
"But still..."
"There are no buts, unless you gain another twenty pounds, otherwise forget it."
Twenty pounds? Ye Ranran smacked her lips, "Can't it be half that?"
"Not even one pound less," Jun Mochan stated unequivocally.
Ye Ranran didn't know what the doctor had badmouthed her about this time, but it definitely wasn't anything good. Thinking about the heap of nutritional supplements waiting for her at home, Ye Ranran felt like crying without tears.
Is it not just about having a baby? Others eat and drink every day, pampered to nearly heavenly status, so why does it feel like suffering for her?
