Xuanmen's little milk bag is the strongest worker in the underworld

Chapter 35
In the middle of the night, Xu Xueyan was sent home by her friends.

The person was already in a coma, had a high fever, and kept mumbling about being sick.

Mo Wanting had a headache, she was wearing luxurious silk pajamas, and said, "Put it on the sofa in the living room first, Lei Yue, what are you still doing in a daze, go call for a doctor!"

The servants were in a hurry.She couldn't help cursing: "Pour some water for Miss! Everyone is stupid..."

The friends looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing how to explain this situation.

Mo Wanting sat down and stroked her daughter's forehead, which was astonishingly hot.

Raising his eyes, he glanced at his daughter's friends angrily, "Didn't you say you went out to drink? Why did you have a fever? Are you..."

"Auntie, we didn't do anything." The friends were all familiar with Mo Wanting's character, and quickly waved their hands to separate the relationship. "It was a simple drinking party. Xueyan was drunk and went to the bathroom by herself. When she came out, she hugged someone else and cried, and then passed out. We quickly sent her back, and she developed a high fever on the way."

Just as he was talking, Xu Leiyue invited a private doctor.

The doctor examined her carefully, measured her heart rate and blood pressure, and rolled her eyelids. "Mrs. Xu, the lady doesn't seem to have a big problem. She still needs to check carefully. Let's draw blood first."

As soon as the words fell, Xu Xueyan suddenly raised her head and grabbed Mo Wanting's arm, startling Mo Wanting.

"Mom... go to Yun's house, please... Yun Qiuce."

Mo Wanting froze, "What nonsense are you talking about..."

"Mom!" Xu Xueyan held Mo Wanting's arm with all her strength, her eyes were red, and the eyeballs almost flew out, "The lives of the whole family... all... are in his hands."

Facing her daughter's eyes widened with fear, Mo Wanting's heart was beating wildly, not even caring about the pain in her arm, and immediately ordered, "Go to Yun's house, please ask Yun Qiuce."

Xu Xueyan shook her head, squeezed out a few words between her teeth, and corrected: "It's not... Yun Qiuce, it's him... my little niece."

In the middle of the night, Xu Leiyue contacted his friends one by one, asking for Yun Qiuce's phone number.

Fortunately, the children of the aristocratic family are more or less in touch, so they asked soon.

After some psychological struggle, Xu Leiyue assumed a humble attitude in advance, and also thought about the wording of the apology.

However, as soon as the call was made, Yun Qiuce answered angrily, and before the other party could speak, he cursed: "I'm sick, I'm calling in the middle of the night, why can't I wait for dawn, I'm in a hurry to reincarnate. Damn, Yan The prince has to sleep after a busy day, do you know the rules..."

Xu Leiyue suppressed his irritable temper, and waited until the other party had finished scolding, then said humbly, "Young Master Yun, it's me."

"I don't care who you are..."

"I'm Xu Leiyue, I beg Yun Shao, please save my sister!"

"Ah?" Yun Qiuce scratched the head of the chicken nest, sobering up a little.

Xu Leiyue briefly described the matter.

Yun Qiuce's tone was a little more serious, "I'm not the one who holds grudges, it's okay to help. But not now, Xiaoqi is still sleeping."

Xu Leiyue wanted to say something else.

Yun Qiuce immediately said seriously and seriously: "Do you know how important sleep is to children? If you don't get enough sleep, you won't grow taller."

For the sake of my little niece's height, I absolutely cannot agree.

Over there, Xu Leiyue was so anxious that he wanted to cry, and almost knelt down with someone.

Yun Qiuce said nothing.

Yun Qiuce reluctantly agreed to take Yun Qi over there until the sky turned white.

Early in the morning, the old man was still awake.

Yun Qiuce slipped out of the door like a thief, the little dumpling in his arms hugged his neck tightly to prevent himself from falling, the little milk's voice was sleepy, and the inarticulate words fell on the heart of the person, making one's heart soften Mess.

"Called you?"

"Huh? Xiaoqi, you know all about it?"

"If it weren't for me, I would have died in the middle of the night. Hajiu—well, now I only have a narrow breath left."

Yun Qiuce sighed, "Xiao Qi, your use of words is so... elusive."

Yun Qi struggled to resist the drowsiness, and the little Naiyin snorted, "Uncle is no better than me!"

(End of this chapter)