Meng Peiyuan immediately seized the opportunity to hint: "You see, even if it is a boy, it will still feel unpleasant to be forced by the overlord, I think his parents bear a lot of responsibility, if it wasn't for the parents who didn't stop it, this wouldn't have happened." ”

Hearing this, Bai Tongxi said: "Maybe his father thinks that a boy won't lose a piece of meat if he is kissed, right?" ”

"Boys also have the right to choose, okay, not everyone who comes to them will not refuse anything." When he said this, Meng Peiyuan was rarely a little aggrieved.

"Ah, well, I lost my word." Bai Tongxi changed his words and said: "Indeed, gender education from an early age is also very important, I understand what you mean." ”

"Well, it's good that you understand." Meng Peiyuan's face was pleased.

Thank you, Meng Nianxi! Lao Tzu persuaded your mother to save you from your cousin's poison after you were born!

Following.

Meng Jingheng, who came to the police station, heard that Mo Yuyang's high fever had not gone away, so he went to see him in person.

At this time, in addition to Mo Yuyang, there were two prison guards, a doctor, and a nurse in the single room.

The doctor was in charge of commanding, the two prison guards were responsible for holding down the confused Mo Yuyang, and the nurse was responsible for delivering medicine to his mouth.

Just when everyone was a little anxious, Meng Jingheng walked out of the shadows.

As if they had seen a savior, the two prison guards shouted in unison, "Chief Meng! ”

Meng Jingheng walked into the single room and asked, "Can't you feed the medicine?" ”

The prison guard said: "Yes, I haven't fed it since last night, and even the infusion stand was accidentally knocked off by him, and the doctor had no choice but to give him an injection instead." ”

After Meng Jingheng said "um", he stretched out his hand to the nurse: "Give me the medicine." ”

"Huh? Oh! The nurse looked at his face and quickly put a few white antipyretics into his palm.

After Meng Jingheng lowered his head and put a few antipyretic pills together, he clenched his other hand into a fist in front of several other people and smashed it into Mo Yuyang's stomach!

All:!!!

Mo Yuyang, who was hit in the abdomen, "Wow! With a bang, he opened his mouth and screamed.

Meng Jingheng took the opportunity to throw a few antipyretics into it, and then pinched Mo Yuyang's chin and lifted it up, only to see Mo Yuyang's throat roll, and the whole person stopped moving.

When everyone saw that the antipyretic medicine was fed in like this, they didn't know what to say for a while.

"See?" Meng Jingheng turned around and said to them, "Next time he does this again, you will use my method, understand?" ”

Understood...... "Mom! That's too simple and crude, isn't it?

"Alright, what else do you want me to help with?" Meng Jingheng asked.

"Nothing!" Everyone shook their heads in unison.

"That's good." Meng Jingheng was straightening the brim of his hat, and when he was about to leave, the corner of his clothes was suddenly pulled by something.

Meng Jingheng looked back and saw that it was Mo Yuyang who was holding him.

Although the other party was burned red, and the top of his head was about to smoke, it did not mean that Meng Jingheng would tolerate his presumptuous behavior.

immediately shook off Mo Yuyang's hand and looked at him coldly, Mo Yuyang's appearance didn't look like he could avenge the punch just now, did he have something to say to him?

Meng Jingheng's thoughts flowed, and he listened to Mo Yuyang, whose eyes were closed, and called out dryly: "Mom......"

It turned out that she was treating him as a mother.

Meng Jingheng immediately denied: "I'm not your mother." ”

Mo Yuyang called again: "Ah Nian...... Susu ......"

A prison guard said to Meng Jingheng: "He called these names back and forth all night, and the more he screamed, the worse the burn. ”

"I'm afraid that I was stimulated by something, and this is the heart disease that I fell on." The doctor said on the side.

In the next second, I only heard Mo Yuyang calling: "Tong ...... Sorry ......"

His voice was so sad and earnest that even the doctors and nurses who had nothing to do with him felt a little pity.

Except for Meng Jingheng.

Mo Yuyang doesn't care if he calls others, but he still calls his younger siblings? I don't know what to do in my dreams? How could he allow it?

Meng Jingheng immediately leaned down, leaned close to Mo Yuyang's ear, and said: "Tong Xi is now my brother's wife, they are doing well, soon my nephew will be born, do you know the child's name?" His name is Meng Nianxi. ”

Mo Yu's eyebrows were furrowed, and his thin lips, which were dry to the point of peeling, laboriously spit out: "Meng ...... Year...... Xi ......"

Meng Jingheng said: "That's right, it means the homonym of Meng Nianxi, do you understand?" ”

Mo Yuyang's breathing was suddenly suffocated, it was really the kind of sudden suffocation, and the doctors and nurses next to him were immediately busy!

The doctor, who was sweating all over, couldn't help but say to Meng Jingheng: "This sir, please stop stimulating the patient, are you here to help us or harm us?" ”

Meng Jingheng didn't expect a "Meng Nianxi" to stimulate Mo Yuyang like this, and immediately didn't say anything more.

Finally, the doctor rescued Mo Yuyang, and then I heard that Mo Yuyang kept calling the name "Meng Nianxi".

The nurse listened and couldn't help but rub the goosebumps on her hands and muttered, "Don't scream, panic." ”

That's right, compared with the sympathetic grief and sorrow before, Mo Yuyang's voice seemed to have a little more resentment in his voice at this time, which made people feel chills in their hearts for no reason.

Meng Jingheng's eyes sank, and he directly asked the prison guard to find a piece of cloth, and stuffed it into Mo Yuyang's mouth.

Seeing this, the doctor couldn't help but exclaim, "Sir, what are you doing here?!" ”

"He kept reciting my nephew's name like a ghost, and I was uncomfortable listening to it, so I blocked it." Meng Jingheng said.

The doctor was helpless: "What if he can't breathe like this?" ”

"Death is mine." Meng Jingheng said calmly, but he was almost scared to death of a cowardly.

"But......" The doctor still wanted to say something, but he was projected by Meng Jingheng with a look, and he couldn't say anything.

Meng Jingheng then turned around and left.

After 24 hours, Mo Yuyang's high fever finally subsided. This was thanks to the methods that Meng Jingheng had taught the doctors, but they had taken a much gentler approach, whenever they were about to give Mo Yuyang medicine and he gritted his teeth, they would pinch his nose until he couldn't stand it and opened his mouth to breathe heavily, and they put the antipyretic medicine

Feed it in.

It's a success, they should have thought of it a long time ago.

Allowing the sick to suffer so much in vain.

The doctors and nurses were a little ashamed, after all, in their hearts, Mo Yuyang was a patient first, and then a prisoner. After Meng Jingheng received the news, he waved his hand at the prison guard: "It's good if the fever is gone, you can continue to be busy." ”