An Ge turned his head, only to see Quan Mo looking at his daughter, a smile appeared on his thin lips, the smile was very deep, and there was no indifference in his clear eyes.

After Xi Lao died, Quan Mo had never smiled like this.

Xiao Anxia is Kwon Mo's pistachio.

That's nice.

"My daughter is hungry." Quan Mo said, turning his eyes to An Ge, "Let the nanny give her food." ”

"She didn't get her meal." An Ge hurriedly said, "She's just greedy." ”

"If she wants to eat, let her eat it, and make milk powder for her." Quan Mo said.

"Children who don't eat according to meals tend to gain weight and get hungry more easily."

"Fat is fat. I keep a lot of food. ”

“……”

An Ge was speechless, surrendered to Quan Mo's unextreme pampering, stood up and said, "Okay then, I'll serve your little princess." ”

"Don't forget to feed my eldest daughter, the two daughters are fat together, and I can raise them."

Quan Mo chuckled and said.

"The eldest daughter?" An Ge was stunned, immediately turned around, and looked at him vigilantly, "When will you have an eldest daughter?" ”

“……”

Quan Mo chuckled silently, his dark eyes looking up and down at her slender figure.

An Ge suddenly came to his senses, he was talking about himself, and he couldn't help but get angry, "You take advantage of me, who is your eldest daughter." ”

"What about Celestia Celestia?"

"You're my eldest prince, okay?" He also takes advantage of this kind of cheapness and hates it.

"Nope."

“……”

"If you want to do it, I'll be your knight." Quan Mo stared at her face, and the words were affectionate.

“……”

An Ge was stunned, then reacted, and left sweetly in his heart.

Quan Mo's suppressed cough sound from behind her made her heart tense again.

Mr. Luo said that the medicine is already on the way, and hopes that after Quan Mo takes the antidote, all aspects of his body will improve......

But I don't know, what Mr. Luo will ask her to do.

For the time being, he can't let Quan Mo know about this matter, otherwise he will have to worry too much.

——★——★——★——★——

At dinner time, An Ge and Xi Nanxing sat in the restaurant to eat, and Xiao You sat on the side and fed Xiao Anxia.

"How is Quan Mo today?" Xi Nanxing asked as he cut the steak on the plate, his voice calm.

At the funeral, if it weren't for Quan Mo who took the doubts on himself, Xi Nanxing would definitely be annoyed by the trumped-up charges now.

"The doctor said it was a little better, and the fever went away again." Speaking of Quan Mo's illness, An Ge could only smile bitterly, "But I see that he is still like that, his body is too weak for him." ”

"Quan Mo has always been healthy, since he was a child, it is the first time I have seen him like this." Xi Nanxing's tone was a little heavy, "I have already sent someone to take them over from the medical team in Quanmo's country, but I can't come up with a radical cure." ”

Quan Mo is just like a person with very poor resistance now, and it is useless to take some drugs to increase resistance.

In the end, an antidote is needed.

"Even if we wait until one day the medical team comes up with a radical cure, Quan Mo's body is too weak to know if he can fully recover." An Ge said.

She was afraid that Quan Mo would always be so sick.

Hearing this, Xi Nanxing's face also became solemn.

No one can guarantee whether Quan Mo's body will fully recover, and the treatment itself is about timing.

"Ding."

The phone vibrated and it was Ange's phone.

An Ge put down his hand holding the fork, and his fingertips slid over the screen of his mobile phone, only to see a text message on it-

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock, the antidote will be delivered to Victoria's Western Restaurant."