Mo Wenyu: "......"

Did he hear it wrong?

Fu Yanbei won't feel ashamed? Why does it feel like he's still spoiled? Finished...... His stomachache and brain are broken.

Wrong! Doesn't he like Shi Jingjing? It's not going to be a hug!

Depend on! He's such a dog now!

Shi Jingjing didn't know that Mo Wenyu behind her had a psychological battle, her eyes fell on the face of the uncle in her arms, and she saw him snuggling weakly in her arms, and the strength of her hand was a little smaller.

"Say, why do you drink?"

Fu Yanbei said softly: "Ignore me, I can't sleep." ”

Shi Jingjing: "......"

I'll go! Why is it my fault?

However, yesterday he was the first to get angry, and said unconvinced: "Why don't I ignore you, you don't have any points in your heart?" You told me to go. ”

Hum! Now I'm in charge.

Fu Yanbei was silent for a while, and sighed: "I'm worried that something will happen to you there, how can you count if you are angry." ”

Shi Jingjing: "!! ”

For a moment, she seemed to be speechless.

At that time, she herself was vigilant about the surrounding environment in the Xia family's old mansion, afraid that something would happen.

So, it's normal for an uncle to get angry when he hears that he went there?

Thinking about it like this, she seems to be able to accept why her uncle is so angry.

"Good baby, my stomach hurts!" Fu Yanbei hugged Shi Jingjing and continued to be coquettish, her voice was very low, and the whole person looked like a sick child, especially sticky to her family.

Shi Jingjing's heart immediately softened, and the hand holding his ear fell on his forehead, and he was relieved to see that he didn't have a fever.

Last time, the picture of the uncle's fever was still vivid, and he said unhappily: "You let go of me first, and I'll help you take a look." ”

"Don't!" Fu Yanbei wanted to hold the soft and obedient treasure.

Everyone: "......"

Did we see the fake Fu Ye?

Fu Yu and Fu Shen glanced at each other, and they couldn't believe that the image of Fu Ye in front of them had changed dramatically.

Aunt Xu silently took out her mobile phone, quietly took a photo of the two, and sent it to Mrs. Fu.

[Aunt Xu: Old lady, Master Fu has finally made a move, it is estimated that you will have a granddaughter-in-law soon. 】

[Old Mrs. Fu: (snickering emoji) Ah Bei has a lot of tricks. 】

In the end, Shi Jingjing pulled away his kraft candy and warned him again, "Lie down." ”

Fu Yanbei reluctantly lay back on the bed, his deep black eyes locked her tightly, and he obediently stretched out his hand to her.

Shi Jingjing saw that he was a little obedient, and did not open her mouth again, but carefully checked the pulse.

After it was over, she turned her head and asked Mo Wenyu again, "Did you bring a needle?" ”

"Huh? Are you going to give Abei an injection? Mo Wenyu was stunned for a moment, he rarely gave Fu Yanbei injections, and he was rejected every time.

Fu Yanbei pursed the corners of his lips and refused: "I don't want to." ”

"Do you have the final say, or do I have the final say?" Shi Jingjing was dissatisfied, her expression was cold, and the threat in her eyes was full.

Fu Yanbei said one word in a weak heart: "You! ”

The people around him felt that such a Fu Ye didn't see it, as if her husband had provoked his wife, and his wife had to cater to everything, so he didn't dare to refute it.

"Hey~ Then I'll go to the car to get the needle, don't blame me~" Mo Wenyu said with a sigh of surprise and walked out.

He heard that Fu Yanbei had a stomach problem at home, so he immediately brought the medicine he needed, and so on.

Shi Jingjing glanced at the bloodless uncle on his face, walked in front of Aunt Xu, and said softly: "Aunt Xu, I'll write a list, and you will boil some Chinese medicine later." ”

Fu Yanbei saw that I was the two guys left to watch the play, and said unhappily: "Haven't seen enough yet?" ”

Fu Yu and Fu Shen immediately came back to their senses, and their hearts couldn't help shaking, feeling that this was the Fu Ye they knew.

When everyone left, the corners of Fu Yanbei's lips curled up, thinking: It's better to be sick, and the good baby will take care of himself, and he still feels sorry for himself.

After a while, Shi Jingjing and Mo Wenyu came in and watched Shi Jingjing personally hang up the needle for Fu Yanbei.

Fu Yan's cooperation in the North Pole, where are the signs of fear of needles, it seems that he did not want to cooperate before.

After hanging up the needle, Shi Jingjing explained to Mo Wenyu, "I'll go have breakfast, and I'll bring some to you, and you can help him open his forehead by the way." ”

As soon as she left, Mo Wenyu said happily: "Abei, I didn't expect you to be sick like this, let's say, how much wine did you drink last night?" ”

Fu Yanbei ignored him and let him untie the gauze, peeling off layer after layer.

Mo Wenyu saw that he had a head injury, insomnia, and a stomach ache, and he was really a patient.

It's just that when he saw the forehead after the gauze was removed, he thought it was a serious wound, but he saw a wound that had been ligated.

"I'll go! That's how you wrap your wounds? Are you still Fu Yanbei? Mo Wenyu complained, he has known Fu Yanbei for so many years, what injuries have he never seen? This kind of injury is a band-aid.

Fu Yanbei had a calm face and reminded: "You'd better keep your mouth, otherwise...... Heh~"

Mo Wenyu: "......"

Hehehe...... He knew what Fu Yanbei's route was, and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to get Shi Jingjing's concern?" Ahh

Fu Yanbei saw that he had guessed, so he simply didn't pretend, and reminded: "Wrap a few more layers of gauze!" ”

The two chatted for a while, and when they saw that Shi Jingjing was back, they immediately blew Mo Wenyu away.

Shi Jingjing sat beside him, took a table on the bed, and handed him a spoon, "Drink some millet porridge to warm your stomach." ”

Fu Yanbei leaned on the head of the bed, her black eyes fell on her tender and white little hands, her eyes darkened a little, and she sighed: "Hey, I have a needle hanging in my right hand, so it's inconvenient to hold a spoon." ”

Shi Jingjing: "? ”

Can't hold a spoon in your left hand? He's a special kind of man, a man who can hold a gun in his left hand in a pinch.

She stared at Fu Yanbei suspiciously, and when she saw him showing a pitiful look, her eyelids pulled down, and she couldn't bear it.

Forget it, when she was sick when she was a child, she was also taken care of by her uncle, and now it is her turn to take care of her uncle.

Shi Jingjing spooned a mouthful of porridge, put it on the corner of her mouth and blew it gently, and then gently sent it to his lips, looking very virtuous.

Fu Yanbei opened his thin lips and ate the good baby's feeding one bite at a time, and he was in a very good mood.

Look at it~ It's useful to pretend to be pitiful, and the good baby will eat this set.

"Okay, you sleep, I'll help you watch the hanging bottle." Shi Jingjing said as she held her notebook and looked at the information on the side.

Fu Yanbei saw that she didn't care about herself, and said sullenly: "I can't sleep." ”

Shi Jingjing looked at the uncle again, and saw the red blood in his eyes shockingly, and warned: "I can't sleep and close my eyes!" ”

Originally, I wanted to seek some welfare, but now Fu Yanbei accepted it when he saw it, and asked weakly: "Will you always be here?" ”

Today is Saturday for him to make this request.

Shi Jingjing nodded, "Well, you go to sleep." ”

——

This night, Fu Yanbei slept for a long time, and when he woke up, it was dark.

He looked around for the figure of the good baby, only to find that she had left him and ran away.

"Little liar!"