After a pause, Mrs. Lin reminded her, "Remember to give Sergeant Lu a call."

Jiang Yao nodded and dialed Lu Xingzhi's number.

Coincidentally, when Lu Xingzhi received Jiang Yao's call, he was about to call her. He realized it was time for him to go back and make lunch, so he wanted to ask Jiang Yao if she would be home at noon. If she were not, he would not need to go back; he would go to the cafeteria to eat instead.

"You're not coming home at noon?" Lu Xingzhi's heart sank when he heard Jiang Yao say that she had an appointment with Luo Ruoran at noon. It was his birthday, but his wife had to accompany someone else's wife.

Even though he felt aggrieved, Lu Xingzhi did not show it. He told her to drive carefully on the road before they hung up.

Jiang Yao met Luo Ruoran in the restaurant an hour after she finished her call with Lu Xingzhi. She suspected that Luo Ruoran had driven all the way there.

"Sister Ruoran, tell me why you don't feel well." Jiang Yao greeted Luo Ruoran and sat down across from her. If she were honest, Luo Ruoran did not look too good since they last met. She seemed to have lost a lot of weight.

"After our last meeting, my appetite got poorer within two days. I feel as if I don't have enough sleep. I feel weak and can't keep anything now. Sometimes, it gets so bad that I feel nauseous when I smell the food. I did not eat anything, but I kept vomiting." Luo Ruoran frowned and sighed as she looked at Jiang Yao nervously. "Do you think I have stomach cancer? I've seen an elderly with stomach cancer like this. I don't dare go to the hospital."

She was afraid of death; she was terrified.

Jiang Yao did not expect Luo Ruoran's condition to be so serious. She asked Luo Ruoran to stick out her tongue for her to take a look. Then, she checked Luo Ruoran's pulse. At the same time, she asked the system to scan her.

Luo Ruoran had mentioned stomach cancer, so she was a little worried. However, after checking her pulse, Jiang Yao was a little dumbfounded.

Stomach cancer? That was a clear pulse...

Jiang Yao did not hurry to tell Luo Ruoran what she had found. Instead, she looked at the system's results.

As expected, the results were the same as her pulse. Then, she glanced at Luo Ruoran with a bitter smile and teased her. "This isn't stomach cancer."

Luo Ruoran's face calmed when she heard that. "That's great! I'm still young and haven't lived long enough! I don't want to die. I heard that the mortality rate of stomach cancer is very high."

After sighing, Luo Ruoran asked again, "Is it because I ate something bad?"

Jiang Yao shook her head and curled her lips into a smile. "Not really."

Then, she moved her eyes downward slowly and finally fixed them on Luo Ruoran's flat stomach. She said, "Congratulations! You're becoming a mother. You're two months along."

Jiang Yao was happy. "Sister Ruoran, the baby is very healthy! Your reaction is a normal pregnancy symptom. Relax, you have to keep up with the nutrition during this period. I will give you some dietary supplements to alleviate the pregnancy symptoms. After that, you can ask your housekeeper to cook according to the formula I give you."

The baby was still very young, so it was still impossible to tell its gender. However, the baby was very healthy.

Luo Ruoran was stunned from the moment Jiang Yao congratulated her. She sat there in a daze with a shocked look on her face. It was as if she had been struck by lightning.