How can the president be fierce

Chapter 577 Mama, am I going to die...

In the hospital, several blond nurses hurriedly left the ward with freshly drawn blood.

Qing Xiaomo couldn't believe that they were going to take seven tubes of blood from his small body at once!
She helped to press the sterilized cotton ball on his arm, and gently touched his sweaty little head with the other hand: "Little Mo, it won't be uncomfortable when the fever subsides. Are you sleepy? Go to bed first when you are sleepy."

Liang Mo's high fever soared to 39°8, his whole body was like a natural heater, and he felt hot when touched. She couldn't imagine how uncomfortable he was now.

Liang Mo's beautiful eyes seemed a little unfocused due to the high fever, and her voice was immature: "Ma Ma, am I going to die..."

When the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window heard the words, his tall and straight body was shocked suddenly, and he turned around, his dark eyes locked onto his small face, full of shock.

Qing Xiaomo frowned angrily: "Nonsense! How old are you, it's normal to have a fever, okay? When I was young, I had a fever twice a week. Isn't this still growing up well?"

"Liang Hao said that because I am not the child of Liang's and Mu's, I will not live past the age of five. He said that if I have a fever one day, I will die..."

"..."

That child was only a little over 4 years old, if Mu Siyao hadn't told him, how could he know such things? ! !

Qing Xiaomo was short of breath, she couldn't believe that it was okay for him to bully him all the time, but she even told him this matter so viciously, making him live in fear of death all day long.

How can you be so cruel at such a young age? !

Feeling uncomfortable as if her throat was on fire, she swallowed with difficulty, trying to pull out a smile: "He lied to you! This kind of nonsense can also deceive a heartless little brother like you. Yes! He just dislikes you and wants to frighten you, do you really take it seriously?"

"Don't go, Mama, read me a storybook..."

The sick little Zhengtai was indescribably distressing, her voice was tender and weak, and her heart almost melted in this little milk voice.

She leaned over and kissed his forehead: "Okay, Mama won't leave, Mama will read it to you, you sleep, and you'll be fine when you wake up."

The light is gentle, beside the hospital bed, the woman's long hair hangs down and falls on the back of the child's white and small hand. Her voice is soft and soft, like the most gentle lullaby, and the little person is quickly coaxed Son fell asleep.

As she read, she didn't know whether she missed her mother or felt sorry for him. Tears slipped down one by one, her voice trembling slightly.

……

The high-heeled shoes made a clanging sound when they stepped on the ground, Mu Siyao hurried over with Liang Hao in his arms, but was stopped by the bodyguard when he was about to enter the ward.

"I heard that Xiao Mo has a fever, so come and see him." The woman's delicate face was full of worry.

Liang Hao in his arms was a little resentful: "Mom, I'm so sleepy, why should we come to see Liang Mo, it would be best if he died! I hate him when I see him!!"

"Ah Hao!!" Mu Siyao frowned and reprimanded lightly.

The door of the ward was suddenly opened, and she turned her head, the corners of her brows and eyes quickly melted away the deep worry: "Mu Sheng, I heard that Xiao Mo has a fever, and I'm worried, is he alright? Does it matter?"

The man's handsome face was indifferent, but his eyes were filled with terrifying hostility: "What's the matter? What's the matter? Mu Siyao, how old is your son now? Is it too early for you to start planning for the president's seat now? ?”

　The [-]-word update is complete, don't worry, little Momo is fine, big and big, I love you~~~
　　
　
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