"Snake... meat?"
Shen Manting felt her insides churn, and a wave of nausea rolled over her. She stood up, her hand cupped over her mouth, and made to leave.
But Madam Lin immediately held her back. "Don't throw up. Snake meat is extremely nutritious. Here, have some water."
But Shen Manting couldn't hold it down anymore. Madam Lin directly pressed her down and said, "You thought it was delicious. It's good for your body, and it'll help you make milk for the baby. No matter what, you have to swallow it down."
Shen Manting glanced at Madam Lin, a sick expression on her face, but when she heard what she said, she forced herself to swallow.
She took a sip of water from the glass Madam Lin handed her, and after she rested for a while, she felt much better.
But when she saw the pot of porridge in front of her, she felt nauseous again.
The baby began to cry from inside the room, and Shen Manting immediately got up to walk over to him.