The next morning, Lin Yi, who was in a daze, heard a sound of retching.

When she got up, she found that Ji Qingyan was covering her chest and her face didn't look very good.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Ji Qingyan frowned, "I don't know what's going on. I feel hot and cold."

"Let me see what's going on."

Out of habit, Lin Yi put his hand on Ji Qingyan's pulse.

In an instant, Lin Yi's expression changed.

Because Ji Qingyan’s pulse condition is exactly the same as Yan Ci’s yesterday!

At this moment, Song Minghui stood at the door, looking at Ji Qingyan with joy on her face.

"Why are you still feeling sick? Are you expecting a second child?"

"Probably not." There was a hint of hesitation on Ji Qingyan's face, because she also had this suspicion.

Otherwise, it's fine, it can't happen suddenly.

But the protection measures are very good, and it is unlikely that such a thing will happen.

"Xiaoyi can feel your pulse, right? Just ask him to feel it for you."

"I touched it just now."

The mother and daughter looked at Lin Yi expectantly. Although they had no plans to have a second child for the time being, it would be a good thing if they did.
Chapter completed!