In the following days, Yun Shangyuan, apart from occasionally giving Rong Da and the others some instructions, spent all of his time accompanying Feng Yueya.
Wherever she went, he would follow.
Every day, like a mother hen, he would caution her to be careful of this and that.
Moreover, he had hired two well-known doctors, asking them to take turns examining her and to discuss what she should and shouldn't eat.
Everything the doctors said, Yun Shangyuan committed to heart, not forgetting a single word.
At first, Feng Yueya could tolerate his behavior, but after a few days, she couldn't stand it anymore.
Was he really going to keep this up for the ten months of pregnancy?
Even if he could persist, she sure couldn't stand it—her ears, at least.
"Here, drink this bowl of chicken soup."
Every day, at the same time, Yun Shangyuan would bring her a bowl of chicken soup on schedule.
She had forced herself to drink it for a few days and felt increasingly nauseated by chicken soup.
