If it weren't for the fact that she was a woman, Nan Miao Shen would have been beaten up a long time ago. * Nan Miao sank out of the campus and drove home, now he just wanted to see Han Mo, the soaked clothes on his body had long been dried by the body temperature, sticky, but he had long been concerned about this discomfort.

"Dr. Chen, how is she?"

As soon as I arrived in the room, I heard Xichen's voice asking in my ears.

He hurriedly opened the door and went in, only to see Han Mo lying on the bed, his lips dry, and the drip next to him was still dripping with potion in an orderly manner.

"She is weak and suffers from hypoglycemia, so she will faint, nothing serious, eat more sugar when she is fine, usually pay more attention to rest, when she wakes up, give her some porridge, this child is usually very depressed, there should be some worries, I still have something to do, so I will go first."

Dr. Chan packed up his medical supplies and went out.

"I'll send you!"

Xichen politely followed out, and closed the door by the way.

Nan Miao Shen walked in front of Han Mo, sat on the edge of the bed, put her hand into the quilt and tested the temperature, um... It doesn't seem to be that cold anymore.

After tucking the quilt, Nan Miao lay on the side of the bed, staring at Han Mo's face.

The baby's fat is simple and reddish, the small nose exhales an even breath, the dry lips are lifeless, the slightly brown hair is scattered at random on the pillow, and the small body is covered tightly by the big quilt, and it is so helpless.

"Han Mo, I seem to like you."

Nan Miao muttered to herself, and didn't dare to touch her with her hands, because she was afraid that she would break, she was like a bubble now, and there was no maker to continue to make it, so she could only wait for her to float slowly.

Nan Miaoshen's body also approached unconsciously, he wanted to let Han Mo's breath spray on his face, and then feel her oxygen.

"Hmm..."

Feeling a little uncomfortable, Han Mo frowned and snorted lightly.

Nan Miao Shen glanced at Han Mo's small expression, then smiled and continued to approach.

Then he stopped at the girl's frowning brow, and kissed her to soothe her anxiety.

Then out of the room.

* "Brother Guangyu, my head hurts so much! ”

In a European-style villa, Xue Yu lay on Yi Guangyu's bed to support his body, and spoke softly.

"Awake?"

Yi Guangyu took the towel and asked knowingly with a cold face.

"Hmm...... Ah, hiss~~"

Xue Yu saw that Yi Guangyu didn't mean to come over to help her, so he pretended to pull the wound and went to support his head.

Yi Guangyu leaned against the door, his feet naturally folded, and looked at the woman lying on the bed quietly.

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"Brother Guangyu, my head hurts so much!"

“……”

"Brother Guangyu, I'm so thirsty."

“……”

"Brother Guangyu, I..."

"You're still pretending? I've seen it, you don't have any wounds at all, just a little bruise, and why did you keep blocking you when you heard that we were going to save Han Mo? What the hell are you thinking? ”

Yi Guangyu opened his mouth to directly cut off Xue Yu's unfinished words, and stared at her angrily.

"I ......"

Xue Yu's eyes were blank, and the two were silent for half a minute, and suddenly, she gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind, and looked at Yi Guangyu in a daze: "Brother Guangyu, I'm sorry, I just like you to do this, but I didn't mean to stop you, I just want you to like me, I just want to be alone with you, so I ......"

Xue Yu lowered her eyes, because she didn't want to see Yi Guangyu's cold eyes: "Brother Guangyu, when you first came here, you said that you already had someone you liked, I think it's Sister Han Mo, don't you have feelings for me at all?" ”

"Xue Yu, I'm sorry......"

Yi Guangyu walked up to Xue Yu and looked at the top of her head apologetically.

"Brother Guangyu, I won't give up, I won't give up......"

Xue Yu raised his head violently, tears flashing in his eyes, and looked at Yi Guangyu's eyes resolutely.

"Can you take me home?"

Yi Guangyu thought that Xue Yu would stay here and let him help her review, but what she heard was that she wanted to go home, smiled at him, nodded, and secretly explained in her heart: Maybe I will try to accept it... Mo'er, maybe I can only be your support, but I am not a knight you can entrust.

* In the dream, a woman is lying on a pool of blood, and next to a girl crying and shouting: "Mommy, Mommy......"

And the most eye-catching among the surrounding onlookers was the woman in the blue dress, with a weird smile on her face, she opened her lips slightly, and her sharp laughter stimulated Han Mo's eardrums, as if laughing at her, mocking the death in front of her...... "Your mother died, she was killed by your father and a woman, from then on, you are a child that no one loves, no one loves, hahaha......"

The woman in the dream laughed, and every word she said would pull the red birthmark on her face, which looked extremely terrifying.

"I'm not, I'm not, I have someone to love, my mother is not dead, you can't talk nonsense!"

The weeping child sitting on the ground stood up and retorted to the woman's words, tears faintly visible on his face..."You are, your mother is dead, and behold, her eyes are closed!" She's blaming you too, she said, Mo'er, if you hadn't run around, I wouldn't have died, hahahaha......"

The woman's demonic voice echoed in Han Mo's ears again, "No, it's not me, mom doesn't blame me!" ”

The little girl pulled her hair frantically, looked at her mother lying on the ground, and gradually recognized the woman's statement...... "No, it's not me, it's not ......"

Han Mo was awakened by the nightmare, and opened her eyes suddenly, and what caught her eye was a pair of starry eyes blinking at her, and she saw her sweating profusely from which pair of eyes.

"You're finally awake!"

Xichen straightened up and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her chin with one hand, looking at the girl who was also looking at her.

"Who are you? Where is this? ”

Han Mo was about to get out of bed, but was pressed back by Xichen and tucked the quilt.

"My name is Xichen, this is the Nan family, hello!"

After Xichen answered her words briefly, he continued to look at Han Mo's face, she was very beautiful!

But listening to what she said just now, it seems that she is having a nightmare.

"Oh, my name is Han Mo, thank you for bringing me back."

Han Mo lifted the quilt again and prepared to get out of bed.

"Hehe, you're welcome."

Xichen was thanked by Han Mo, scratched her head embarrassedly, and pressed her back again, "You are lying down for a while, the doctor said that you have low blood sugar." ”

"Huh? No, no, thank you, I'll give you the medical expenses! ”

Han Mo is not used to being treated too much, and if he goes back late for a while, his brother should be worried.

"If you don't use the medical bills, you can lie down for a while!"

Xichen also forcibly pressed Han Mo back.

When he shirked, Nan Miaoshen had already walked in with a bowl of porridge.

"Still want to go? Sit tight! ”

Nan Miao glared at Han Mo back into the quilt with a deep look.

"Drink this, I boiled it myself, I can't leave it!"

Nan Miaoshen handed the bowl to Han Mo, and emphasized that he had boiled it himself, and his tone was like that of a child.