Not long after Li Shijie went to work early in the morning, Qian Dai, who had been in a coma, finally woke up.

Lying on the bed, Qian Dai was in a trance for a long time, but he didn't understand his current situation.

Isn't he dead yet? Where is this?

When Momo came upstairs regularly to change the hanging bottle for him, he found that Qian Dairen had woken up.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw that the person on the bed was awake, ignored the other party's puzzled eyes, calmly walked to the bedside table, took a bottle of hanging bottles that his father had prepared before going to work, and sandwiched them under his armpits, and staggered to the bed, and climbed onto the chair next to the hanging bottle rack.

After hanging the hanging bottle under the armpit on the shelf, Mo Mo reached out and took off the empty hanging bottle, pulled out the thick needle rudely, and quickly inserted the needle into the hanging bottle that he had just hung up.

After doing all this, Mo Mo stood on the stool and didn't come down, and the condescending Ni glanced at Qian Dai, and the contempt in his eyes was clear at a glance.

If it weren't for the fact that her father valued this weak chicken, with his temperament, he would have been thrown out to drink the northwest wind a long time ago!

I knew that it would be such a result now, and I should have let him die in the first place!

Qian Dai, who was dazed on the bed, fell to the ground after seeing the appearance of the little evil star.

It's good that I didn't die! It's good that the little star is okay too!

After despising the other party, the little guy didn't get the other party's cooperation, and he felt bored, thinking that his father's medical skills were really good, and said when this weak chicken would wake up, and sure enough, he woke up at this point, tsk, her father is too powerful!

Because Dad had already guessed, there was still a pot of black fish soup stewed on the coal stove in the kitchen at the moment, and Dad went to buy it himself early in the morning!

I boiled a pot, and I just waited for the weak chicken upstairs to wake up, so that he could drink it.

Because of this, how can Momo not hate? You know, Daddy is her father!

He turned around and went downstairs angrily, scooped a bowl of fish soup in a huff, and according to his father's instructions, he went upstairs to serve the weak chicken to drink.

At the door of the kitchen, Mo Mo Lin thought about it, but he still felt uncomfortable, suddenly rolled his eyes, turned around awkwardly, turned his back to the kitchen door, spit on the bowl of fish soup in his hand, and finally forgot to stir it with a spoon.

After taking a closer look at the bowl of fish soup, he found that he couldn't see that he had done anything wrong, so he smiled evil and went upstairs with the fish soup.

went upstairs, Momo sat on the chair he had stepped on just now, holding the bowl, and staring directly at Qian Dai.

I didn't help him up, and I didn't think about it, I wanted to put a pillow or something for him, and the little guy scooped a spoonful of soup again, and he didn't blow it, so he sent it straight to Qian Dai's mouth.

That's not all, her movements are still very fast, and I don't know if it's a weak heart? I still want to finish serving this weak chicken as soon as possible, out of sight and out of mind, anyway, the frequency of the movements in the hands of the end is very high, spoonful after spoonful, so that the lying Qian Dai drank enough, coughed again and again, and his mouth was still hot and numb.

Qian Dai, who was tortured inhumanly, was not able to express his opinion, and at the end of the day, he spoke out with contempt like a queen.

"A weak chicken is a weak chicken, you can still choke on a soup, what else do you say?"

After disdain, without waiting for the other party to respond, Mo Mo stood up neatly, turned around, went out, closed the door, and left Qian Dai stunned.

This girl is rude, isn't she? However, in fact, he still has a slight sweetness in his heart, what's going on?

This little biaozi, don't look at the poisonous mouth, but the person is still a good person!

At least he didn't leave himself to run for his life alone, and even saved himself home, the current layout of this house is not his slum in Zhabei District, obviously, this is not Xiao Biaozi's home, where else can it be?

Not only that, although this little biaozi's mouth is poisonous, it is not difficult to see from the neatness of the other party's change of potion that he has always been taken care of by this little biaozi, and also, the little biaozi will actually feed himself soup?

Qian Dai, who was infinitely refreshed with the cognition of the three views, unconsciously what's wrong with it, this soup is a big supplement!

He felt that this bowl of soup was the best bowl he had ever drunk since he was so old!

Reaching out and unconsciously touching the upper heart, I feel that it is warm here, and it is a little blocked......

Qian Dai was in a trance, how long had he not felt such warmth? Well, it seems like before my mother died......

A smile tugged at the corner of Qian Dai's mouth, and he slowly, slowly fell asleep again.

Until the afternoon, Li Shijie came home very tired, saw his father at the end, poured a glass of sugar water for his father intimately, and reported Qian Dai's situation.

Li Shijie learned that the little guy upstairs had woken up, thinking about how he was tortured by the police station this morning, Li Shijie raised his hand and pressed the corner of his forehead tiredly, but he was relieved in his heart.

In the morning, fortunately, Brother Changde informed him in time, and he was already on guard, perhaps more for the sake of Chen Shibo's face, although he was repeatedly interrogated by those people, he also escaped this catastrophe unharmed.

After all, he is a powerless scholar, plus a young daughter, even if there are some conflicts with the Japanese, they don't have that much ability to retaliate and provoke the Japanese, right?

Those disappeared items, as well as the situation of not seeing people alive and dead bodies, can all prove very well that he, a scholar who has just settled in Shanghai, can't do this!

Besides, the guy called Liya is arrogant and domineering, and the enemies he provoked are not one or two, in the list in the hands of the Japanese people, Li Shijie is the least suspicious and the last in the ranking, so with Chen Changde coming forward as a guarantor, he can easily pass this hurdle.

But even so, Li Shijie is still exhausted.

After a short rest, Ma Youlong also rushed over before dinner, and it happened that when Mo Mo went upstairs to check, Qian Dai woke up again, Li Shijie and Ma Youlong simply went up to the second floor together, ready to chat with Qian Dai.

The child has been injured until now, so much time has passed, and I don't know if his family is crazy, the child is not awake, there is no way, now that the child is awake, how to say that they have to ask clearly, so it is better to notify the child's family, so as not to worry about it, right?

Li Shijie, Ma Youlong and the last one who followed the last, the first two entered the small room one after the other, Li Shijie sat on the edge of the bed, and Ma Youlong occupied the chair next to the bed.

Mo Mo stopped when he walked to the door of the room, glanced at the sober Qian Dai, compared his little fist to the other party, a warning flashed in his eyes, and signaled the other party not to talk nonsense, not to complain, the little guy turned his back to Qian Dai and them, reached out and pinched the door panel, pulled the door and dangled it in front of him, as if she was so bored that she could only play with the door panel.

How absent-minded you are, how absent-minded you are! Of course, we must first ignore her little ears, which still move from time to time.

Qian Dai saw Li Shijie and Ma Youlong, he struggled to get up, and said hello in his mouth, "Uncles are so ......"