Rebirth of the live national male god

Chapter 805 Just a sleeping bag?
After a while, Yi Beichen finally came out with a bowl of decoction.

He glanced at the child in her arms, and speeded up his steps apologetically:

"It's hard to control the heat. I've been staring at it and almost made a mistake. It's just fried. Can you see if it's okay?"

When Mo Ran took the medicine bowl, he sent the child to Yi Beichen with the other hand.

She just put the medicine under her nose and smelled it briefly, then she nodded lightly:
"See if you can wake up the child, and let her drink with it by herself, it will be easier."

When Yi Beichen heard this, he lowered his head and began to softly wake up the little guy in his arms.

However, the child's fever was really severe, although Mo Ran barely stabilized his condition with silver needles just now,

But it still made Yi Beichen scream for about ten minutes before he managed to wake up.

And it's not really waking up, the whole person is very confused,
He forced his eyes to open two slits, and when he saw a figure standing in front of him, he immediately called out to his brother.

Mo Ran didn't bother to correct the child's cognition at the moment, and leaned over with the medicine bowl:
"Hey, drink the water first, okay? You won't feel bad after drinking the water..."

In order not to arouse children's subconscious resistance to medicine,
Mo Ran opened her eyes and said nonsense, and in a daze said that a bowl of medicine was water.

The little girl was in a daze at the moment,

After hearing this, he didn't refute, and obediently drank the whole bowl of medicine.

After seeing the bottom of the bowl of soup with his own eyes, Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking about it, he turned his eyes again:
"Is this medicine still available?"

"What's the matter? Do you want to feed another bowl?"

The man holding the child looked a little surprised,

A handsome face that should have been cold and indifferent, was a little cute because of some soot rubbed on it earlier,
Mo Ran held the bowl in one hand, and the other hand stretched out to help him wipe his face quite naturally:

"It's not her, it's her brother. This medicine has an anti-inflammatory effect. Apart from a sprained ankle, her brother also has some scratches elsewhere.
It would be better to drink a bowl when he wakes up tomorrow. "

"Then I'll warm up the medicine for him tomorrow morning."

The man stood there obediently, because she was still wiping the ashes off his face,
The movement of nodding subconsciously was stopped by him.

It wasn't until she withdrew her hand that she raised her chin again, signaling her to go to Zaizai's room to get the suitcase:

"There is a sleeping bag in the box that I brought just in case, take it out and take a rest, you must be tired today."

Mo Ran glanced in the direction he indicated, but there was no movement under his feet.
Instead, the brows knit together subconsciously:
"Just one? What about you?"

The capacity of a single sleeping bag is inherently small, and it is impossible to sleep two adults.

What's more, there is a little guy who can't catch cold at all right now.

The man signaled her to hurry over with his eyes indifferently:

"It's rare to come to such a place. If I don't breathe fresh air and take a good look at the night scene, I'm sorry for my trip.

I got a medium in my sleeping bag, you sleep with this little guy,

I'll take a look here, how to determine the appropriate funds and projects that the foundation should allocate here. "

Mo Ran silently rolled his eyes at him:
"That one has to be watched at night? Since you already thought of bringing sleeping bags, why don't you bring two?"

(End of this chapter)