"You're busy, and so are we. We can't put everyone else's medical needs on hold for a minor ailment of yours."
"Do you think you are the Heavenly King? Even the Heavenly King isn't intimidating to Gu Youyou."
"What kind of attitude is this? I'm your grandmother! If I say Qianqian is pregnant, then she is most definitely pregnant," Old Madame Huang raised her voice too.
Her great-grandson, oh, they've been overjoyed for so many days, and you're saying there's nothing?
Gu Youyou sneered coldly, "Huh... I've always been like this. Are you just realizing that today?"
"Pregnant just because you say so? Do you think you're some kind of fertility goddess?"