How can the president be fierce

Chapter 579 I Won't Die Like Liang Mo!

After being drunk for half an hour, he rushed over. He seemed to be drinking with his friends. Although there was no trace of drunkenness on his face, he smelled of alcohol all over his body.

Mu Siyao saw Qing Xiaomo and Liang Musheng who had been taking care of Liang Mo in front of the hospital bed, and then saw that her son was alone in front of the hospital bed, and the grievance that had been suppressed broke out when she saw the drunk , complained with blurred tears: "Ling Zui, do you still have a little sense of responsibility as a father! Your son has a fever and is hospitalized, but you are drinking with your group of cronies?!! Your conscience has been eaten by dogs, right? ?! Is it right? Is it right?!"

"What's the fuss?!"

Liang Zui's eardrums were buzzing because of her noise, and he pushed away the woman who was pestering him: "Will the prophet know that he has a fever when I'm fucking drinking?!...Besides, if you have a fever, he will have a fever." You will be 5 years old in half a year, you are afraid of a fart!!"

Liang Hao's fever is not severe, it's only 37°9, and he is sitting in front of the bed and eating a cheesecake, and he nods when he hears this: "That's right, mom, don't worry, I won't be like Liang Mo die!"

Qing Xiaomo didn't want to care about a half-grown child, but since he entered the ward, he has viciously muttered there many times that Liang Mo is going to die. After all, he couldn't help it, and sneered: "I can live So what if you’re 5? There are so many ways to die in this world, such as car accidents, drowning, and poisoning. Accumulate some virtues for yourself, and you won’t be afraid of ruining your own life by cursing your younger brother like this!"

"Qing Xiaomo, what do you mean?!"

Mu Siyao suddenly became emotional, and rushed to the hospital bed in a few steps: "How vicious are you to curse a child less than 5 years old like this?! If my son has any troubles, I won't let you go easily! "

Qing Xiaomo gave her a very sincere smile: "Didn't Ms. Mu secretly curse Liang Mo?"

"you--"

The man in front of the window suddenly said in a deep voice: "If Ms. Mu thinks this ward is too small, I can arrange for you to go to another ward. If you still want to stay here, please be quiet and don't disturb my son's rest."

Mu Siyao glanced at him apprehensively, endured it, but still didn't speak after all.

After all, those doctors belonged to him, and she didn't want to go to the next ward to accept their differential treatment.

Liang Zui was still injured, and drank a lot of wine, didn't bother to pay attention to their quarrel, and threw himself on the sofa to sleep.

Mu Siyao sat beside the hospital bed, looking coldly at him who was sleeping without knowing what the world was like.

Liang Mo was sweating all the time, his face was flushed red, Qing Xiaomo casually handed the towel to Liang Musheng: "Go and wash it with warm water."

The man quickly reached out to take it, and strode towards the bathroom.

After a while, I came back and handed her the towel: "Can you try the temperature?"

She tried it, didn't speak, and put it on his forehead after folding it.

Liang Musheng raised his watch and looked at the time. It was already past three o'clock in the morning. He leaned down and approached her: "Are you hungry? I'll help you make something to eat? The test results are estimated to take two hours to come out. "

She shook her head, her voice was a little tired: "I'm fine, if you're hungry, go and eat something by yourself."

(End of this chapter)