How can the president be fierce

Chapter 805 Can Mom and I Run Away From Home?

Qing Xiaomo feels that she should be the last thing he wants to see now, but it seems that she is also the person he needs most now.

While confused, I heard a low and hoarse voice from the man above my head: "Alisa."

"Ok?"

Liang Musheng didn't say anything, just tightened his arms and put his chin on the top of her head.

It seemed that the cry was just to make sure that the person in his arms was her.

The posture of embracing and sleeping made the team of doctors waiting outside the door in a dilemma.

Come in, it seems to have violated the privacy of the president and his wife, okay?

Don't go in, Mr. President has a high fever, and if something goes wrong with the fever, it's not good.

In a dilemma, I opened the door carefully and found that the little woman who was held in the arms of the president before was struggling to free one arm, struggling to grab the thermometer on the table, and taking the temperature of the president with difficulty.

After a while, I struggled to change his drip again, and was so tired that I was out of breath.

At four o'clock in the morning, the steady flow of heat on the man's body finally faded away, and his body temperature gradually returned to normal.

Qing Xiaomo was also extremely tired, she stopped tossing and cuddling, curled up in the man's arms, and soon fell asleep.

Outside the door, the team of doctors did not dare to relax at all, and continued to observe quietly.

A small head also struggled to squeeze in, and asked anxiously, "How's it going? Has Dad's fever gone? Can Mom and I run away from home?"

"..."

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Qing Xiaomo never knew that Liang Musheng would be so weak, a high fever almost dragged his body down.

Rao's fever faded that night, and for a whole week afterwards, he was so weak that he would frown frequently after getting out of bed and walking for a few minutes.

She had to temporarily put aside all arrangements and focus on him first.

"Mom, when are we going to run away from home?"

While preparing hot water in the bathroom, Liang Modi bumped over countless times to urge him.

Qing Xiaomo tried the water temperature with her hand, and gave him a funny look: "Why do you want to run away from home so much? I don't make much money, so I can't give you a rich life."

"It's okay, I'm a man now, I can endure hardships and stand hard work! Let's go? Huh? Let's go?"

He seemed very interested in running away from home.

Qing Xiaomo shook her head: "Stop making trouble, my sister is still outside, you go out to play with her, and let Dad come in to take a bath."

Liang Mo wrinkled the tip of his nose in annoyance, and walked out slowly.

Liang Musheng came over in a while, with signs of exhaustion on his face.

Qing Xiaomo got up to help him unbutton his shirt, and discussed: "Otherwise, I'll take Pudding out to live for a while, she's too noisy, and clings to you again."

In just one month, Liang Musheng's status in Pudding's heart soared, even surpassing her, the mother who gave birth to her in October.

The man lowered his head, his dark eyes were deep, and his emotions were difficult to distinguish. When he opened his mouth, it was another topic: "The cabinet has been applying for a press conference, hoping to release the news of the president's wife's return to calm people's hearts. What do you think?"

Qing Xiaomo paused slightly.

I don't know how long I was in a daze, but my jaw was suddenly lifted by the man's warm fingertips, and I was forced to meet his gaze.

"If you don't want to, Liangcheng can never have the president's wife." He said, his voice was magnetic and deep.

Liangcheng can never have the president's wife.

(End of this chapter)