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Xie Linyu's worried voice made Xiao Chen, who was standing next to him, nervously lean over: "Teacher Lu Yao, is there something wrong with the food, or are you feeling unwell?"

Lu Yao covered her mouth with her hand to suppress the sudden feeling of nausea, and shook her head: "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired lately, and my stomach isn't feeling too good."

She took the water Xie Linyu handed her, took a few small sips, and suppressed the discomfort.

Xie Linyu frowned slightly, looking at Lu Yao's somewhat pale face: "Should we go to the hospital to see a doctor? Or have a doctor come over?"

"Really, it's nothing. It was just a little bit, I'm fine now." Lu Yao waved her hand, not thinking it was a big deal at all. "Let's eat."

Seeing that she didn't seem to be reluctant, Xie Linyu didn't say anything more.

Lu Yao picked up her chopsticks again. The lunch today was quite plentiful, including braised pork. She picked up a piece and put it in her mouth, and instantly a greasy taste spread in her mouth.

A wave of nausea surged up again, and Lu Yao abruptly covered her mouth, barely managing to hold back from vomiting on the spot, but her face had already turned deathly pale.

"Yaoyao!" Xie Linyu's expression changed, and he immediately stood up, walked around the table, and held her shoulder. "Let's go to the hospital. Don't push yourself."

This time, Lu Yao didn't refuse. She herself felt strange about what was wrong with her today. Everyone else was fine eating it, so why was she having problems?

And just thinking about that taste makes my stomach churn.

"Don't go. Let Xiao Chen accompany me. It shouldn't be a big deal." Lu Yao looked at Xie Linyu, who was still wearing makeup. "You still have filming to do later. Don't let me delay the schedule."

Upon hearing this, Xie Linyu wanted to refuse, but Xiao Chen quickly said, "That's right, Brother Xie, you have to go with us. If you get photographed, it will definitely cause a sensation. I'll go with Teacher Lu Yao and let you know if anything happens."

Xie Linyu glanced at his costume and makeup, then at Lu Yao's pale face, and didn't insist any further: "Xiao Chen, go get the car. I'll see you to your car."

Director Wang, who had originally come to talk to the two, saw this scene and quickly stepped forward: "What happened? Why does Ms. Lu Yao look so pale? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Yes, Xiao Chen is taking her to the hospital now." Xie Linyu finished speaking and helped Lu Yao walk out. Director Wang followed nervously, asking with concern, "Is it just Xiao Chen alone? If not, I'll have someone else..."

"No need, Director Wang, I'm fine. There's no need to trouble anyone else. Let Xiao Chen keep me company." Lu Yao's stomach wasn't so upset anymore. After saying that, she glanced at Xie Linyu, who looked tense. "Don't worry, I feel much better."

"Then you should go to the hospital to get checked out, just to put your mind at ease," Director Wang quickly said. "Our film isn't finished yet, you can't afford to have any problems."

"Okay, I'll go check it out. Contact me anytime; I'll be waiting for your message."

"Okay." Lu Yao nodded and got into the car.

Xie Linyu watched the car disappear from sight, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

His status may seem glamorous, but he actually lacks personal space. At times like this, he can't even stay by Lu Yao's side.

As if sensing Xie Linyu's unusual mood, Director Wang patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, Teacher Lu Yao will be alright."

Lu Yao arrived at the hospital accompanied by Xiao Chen; she was no longer feeling unwell.

"Xiao Chen, I don't feel bad anymore, shall we go back?"

"Ms. Lu Yao, since we're already here, let's get her checked out even if we're not feeling unwell." After saying that, Xiao Chen ran ahead to register for a general outpatient appointment.

Seeing this, Lu Yao had no choice but to sit down at the entrance of the consultation room and wait for her number to be called.

Perhaps because there weren't many people seeing doctors in the afternoon, it was Lu Yao's turn very quickly.

The doctor who saw her was a middle-aged man. Seeing her enter, he routinely asked, "Where does it hurt?"

"My stomach is a little uncomfortable. I felt nauseous while eating today, which I don't usually feel."

Was this just a one-off incident?

"Yes."

"Could the food be stale?"

"No, everyone else can eat it without any problems, only I can't."

"Go get your stomach checked first, then have your blood drawn for a comprehensive screening. Come back and see me after you get the report."

After the doctor finished speaking, he gave her a prescription.

Lu Yao originally thought that the stomach examination would require a gastroscopy, and she was terrified at the thought of inserting a tube into her stomach.

While people were hesitating about whether to have the examination, the people in line were guided by the doctor to stand on the machine, place their abdomen against the machine, and the condition of their stomach could be checked immediately without the need to insert a tube into their stomach.

This realization instantly made Lu Yao feel a bit relieved. Great, medicine has advanced!

After getting off the machine, Lu Yao went to have her blood drawn; the test results would take about 30 minutes.

While sitting with her in the waiting area, Xiao Chen suddenly remembered, "Ms. Lu Yao, are you hungry? Is there anything you'd like to eat? I'll go buy some."

Her words made Lu Yao quite hungry, especially craving something spicy and sour. Just thinking about it made her mouth water: "I want something spicy and sour. Do you know if there's any nearby?"

"Spicy and sour?" Xiao Chen was taken aback, clearly not expecting Lu Yao to have such a strong palate. "There's a noodle shop nearby that should have spicy and sour soup noodles. Shall we go there?"

Lu Yao's eyes lit up immediately, and she stood up, saying, "Let's go!"

Fifteen minutes later, Lu Yao was slurping up the hot and sour soup noodles with a hearty appetite, a far cry from her previous nausea whenever she ate on set.

If Xiao Chen hadn't seen Lu Yao's pale face with his own eyes, he would have suspected that she was faking it.

"Ms. Lu, please eat slowly. If you're not full, we can order another bowl."

Is this noodle soup really that delicious?

The thought of Lu Yao adding so much vinegar to the bowl earlier made his teeth ache from the sourness.

Lu Yao waved her hand, not even looking up, and finished the last mouthful of noodles in her bowl before feeling satisfied. She pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth and said, "No need, I'm full. These noodles were really good. Do you deliver them?"

She got up and went to ask the owner if the store accepted delivery orders.

After learning that she could be picked up and dropped off, Lu Yao was satisfied and decided that she could order takeout whenever she wanted.

Seeing her happy expression, Xiao Chen knew she truly liked her.

Somewhat amused and exasperated, I thought, "Teacher Lu Yao doesn't look sick at all."

After the two finished eating and returned to the hospital, it was just in time to get their test results.

After printing out the report from the instrument, Lu Yao couldn't understand any of the various data indicators on it. She took these documents back to the consultation room.

The doctor reached out and took the report. At first, he seemed relaxed, but as he flipped through the reports, his brows furrowed involuntarily, and his eyes showed shock and disbelief. He would glance at Lu Yao every now and then, then look at the report again.

His appearance made Lu Yao and Xiao Chen very nervous.

"Doctor, is she alright?"

Xiao Chen couldn't help but ask, and even swallowed nervously after speaking.

Although Lu Yao didn't speak, she held her hands together and looked at the doctor nervously.

The doctor took a deep breath and put down the report in his hand: "There's nothing wrong with your stomach. The report now shows that you're pregnant, four and a half weeks along."