Chapter 524
Sheng Shimo couldn't answer for a moment.
He came into her bedroom just to bring a glass of milk.
After putting down the milk, he didn't seem to want to leave immediately, but
I don't know how to answer. When she was in full bloom, Mosuo stopped talking and continued to help her deal with her wound.
Apply disinfectant to wrap.
After all, Wen churan shrank into the quilt, revealing only a pair of big eyes, full of vigilant staring at the flourishing ink.
"What are you doing in my room!" She asked, her eyes red and looked very pitiful. "Do you think the injury on the back of my head is not heavy enough, so you want to fall it again?"
“…”
When the ink is silent and chokes.
Obviously, she was afraid that her sleep would oppress her wound, so she kindly held her head for her, but she misunderstood her as a bad person?
He was too lazy to explain. He pointed to the milk on the bedside table and said, "drink it later."
"Poisoned?"
“…”
Sheng Shimo choked again.
A moment later, he clenched his teeth and said, "no!"
Wen churan was relieved. "Did you prepare it for me?"
In fact, this glass of milk was prepared by Yaheng.
But he didn't want to mention Yaheng in front of Wen churan at all, so he nodded shamelessly, "HMM."
Wen churan's eyes suddenly lit up. She was originally in a dark mood, as if her color had been restored in an instant.
As soon as she lifted the quilt, she just wanted to stand up from the bed. When she was in full bloom, Mo extended her long arm and pressed the back of her head.
"Don't move!"
Wen churan's small short hand scratched twice in the air, "I want to drink milk."
When he was in full bloom, Mo touched the glass to make sure that the milk was still warm before he brought it to her.
She held it, like a squirrel, pouted, and drank it all.
"Is it good?" When Mo saw her appearance, he couldn't help asking.
Wen churan beat her head hard. Sheng Shimo stretched out his hand to hold her head again, frowned and said, "didn't you say, don't move!"
Wen churan nodded his head slightly and was already happy.
Sheng Shimo cares about her, worries about her, and has no previous impatience with her!
Did it hurt her head so she felt guilty?
If so, her injury is worth it.
Sheng Shimo took Wen's first dyed milk, prepared to leave the bedroom, took a few steps, and stopped to look at her.
A moment later, he pretended to be casual and said, "remember to sleep on your stomach."
"I know." Wen churan patted the bed board. "The doctor told me."
Know shit!
I see. Will he see her sleeping on her stomach when he comes in?
As soon as Mo came out of the bedroom, Wen churan couldn't bear his inner excitement and jumped up happily in bed, regardless of the pain of the wound.
This is the first step to her success. She must make persistent efforts in the future!
Wen churan was as energetic as beating chicken blood all day.
In the evening, President Neil returned home and immediately called her to the study to discuss important matters.
Wen churan informed president Neil of the whole story and the purpose of his visit, and sincerely hoped to get his help.
President Neil agreed almost without hesitation, and decided to go to city B with her and help her in person.
The next morning, at the dinner table, President Neil told his two sons to take charge of the affairs of state v.
Yaheng even asked to go with him.
When he was in full bloom, Mo drank a mouthful of milk gracefully and said calmly, "I'm going too."
He came into her bedroom just to bring a glass of milk.
After putting down the milk, he didn't seem to want to leave immediately, but
I don't know how to answer. When she was in full bloom, Mosuo stopped talking and continued to help her deal with her wound.
Apply disinfectant to wrap.
After all, Wen churan shrank into the quilt, revealing only a pair of big eyes, full of vigilant staring at the flourishing ink.
"What are you doing in my room!" She asked, her eyes red and looked very pitiful. "Do you think the injury on the back of my head is not heavy enough, so you want to fall it again?"
“…”
When the ink is silent and chokes.
Obviously, she was afraid that her sleep would oppress her wound, so she kindly held her head for her, but she misunderstood her as a bad person?
He was too lazy to explain. He pointed to the milk on the bedside table and said, "drink it later."
"Poisoned?"
“…”
Sheng Shimo choked again.
A moment later, he clenched his teeth and said, "no!"
Wen churan was relieved. "Did you prepare it for me?"
In fact, this glass of milk was prepared by Yaheng.
But he didn't want to mention Yaheng in front of Wen churan at all, so he nodded shamelessly, "HMM."
Wen churan's eyes suddenly lit up. She was originally in a dark mood, as if her color had been restored in an instant.
As soon as she lifted the quilt, she just wanted to stand up from the bed. When she was in full bloom, Mo extended her long arm and pressed the back of her head.
"Don't move!"
Wen churan's small short hand scratched twice in the air, "I want to drink milk."
When he was in full bloom, Mo touched the glass to make sure that the milk was still warm before he brought it to her.
She held it, like a squirrel, pouted, and drank it all.
"Is it good?" When Mo saw her appearance, he couldn't help asking.
Wen churan beat her head hard. Sheng Shimo stretched out his hand to hold her head again, frowned and said, "didn't you say, don't move!"
Wen churan nodded his head slightly and was already happy.
Sheng Shimo cares about her, worries about her, and has no previous impatience with her!
Did it hurt her head so she felt guilty?
If so, her injury is worth it.
Sheng Shimo took Wen's first dyed milk, prepared to leave the bedroom, took a few steps, and stopped to look at her.
A moment later, he pretended to be casual and said, "remember to sleep on your stomach."
"I know." Wen churan patted the bed board. "The doctor told me."
Know shit!
I see. Will he see her sleeping on her stomach when he comes in?
As soon as Mo came out of the bedroom, Wen churan couldn't bear his inner excitement and jumped up happily in bed, regardless of the pain of the wound.
This is the first step to her success. She must make persistent efforts in the future!
Wen churan was as energetic as beating chicken blood all day.
In the evening, President Neil returned home and immediately called her to the study to discuss important matters.
Wen churan informed president Neil of the whole story and the purpose of his visit, and sincerely hoped to get his help.
President Neil agreed almost without hesitation, and decided to go to city B with her and help her in person.
The next morning, at the dinner table, President Neil told his two sons to take charge of the affairs of state v.
Yaheng even asked to go with him.
When he was in full bloom, Mo drank a mouthful of milk gracefully and said calmly, "I'm going too."