"I see."

Yan Qingyi finish saying, inside the ward sounded Fang Xiaohuai called mummy's voice.

Hearing Fang Xiaohuai's voice, Yan Qingyi and Li moyue entered the ward.

Fang Xiaohuai slept for about 20 minutes, because he was covered with quilt, he was very hot, so his white face was red and lovely.

Fang Xiaohuai saw Li moyue and called aunt Mo Yue happily.

Li Mo Yue looks at him so spirited that she also smiles on her face. She went to the bed and sat down. Then she reached out and touched Fang Xiaohuai's head. The sweat on his head was touched by this touch. It was too hot, and his hair was wet.

"Xiaohuai doesn't cry any more. How nice Li Mo Yue said, pulling the paper on the edge and wiping the sweat on his head.

"Xiaohuai, come on, Mommy, give you some chicken soup!" Yan Qingyi has already filled a bowl of chicken soup. It's still warm. It's just OK to drink it without burning your mouth.

"Mommy, I don't want chicken soup!" Fang Xiaohuai flattened his mouth.

"Why?" Yan Qingyi asked, "this chicken soup is what Dr. Lu asked you to drink. If you don't drink it, doctor Lu will be angry!"

On hearing this, Fang Xiaohuai immediately nodded and said that he wanted to finish the whole bowl of chicken soup.

It seems that if Fang Xiaohuai doesn't obey, she can cure him.

"I'll do it!"

After Li moyue takes over the chicken soup in Yan Qingyi's hand, Yan Qingyi sits up with Fang Xiaohuai against the head of the bed, and then Li moyue slowly feeds him to drink.

Li Mo Yue swallows a small saliva, smiles at Fang Xiaohuai and asks softly, "Xiaohuai, is the chicken soup stewed by mommy good to drink?"

Fang Xiaohuai spat out her tongue: "aunt Mo Yue, whatever Mommy does is the most delicious!"

This is a compliment.

We all know how Fang Shanshan's cooking is. It's hard to say four words.

But they didn't know that there was a soul in Fang Shanshan's body, so they linked Yan Qingyi with cooking and Fang Shanshan's cooking!

Yan Qingyi's cooking skills are not very good, but hear Fang Xiaohuai's words, the head of the heart is like pouring a bottle of honey, so sweet that her heart has melted.

Li moyue looked at Yan Qingyi, and her eyes seemed to be questioning. After looking at her, she looked at Fang Xiaohuai and asked, "what do you think of aunt Mo Yue's cooking skills?"

Fang Xiaohuai turned her eyes and thought that on the one hand, it was him. Mummy, and on the other was his aunt Mo Yue. Both of them were his most important people. How can we say that only when we can both of them not offend?

After thinking about it, Fang Xiaohuai had a flash of light in her head, opened her eyes, and said happily, "I think mommy and aunt moyue are both equally good cookers. I like to eat them. If aunt moyue and mummy can cook for me every day in the future, I will eat them all!"

Hearing this, Yan Qingyi and Li moyue couldn't help laughing.

Li Mo Yue said with a smile, "you child, your mouth is really sweet, isn't it you? Mommy usually teaches you to talk like this?"

Fang Xiaohuai spat out her tongue and said, "it's not true. Mummy didn't teach me this way!"

"Well, give him a drink. It's not good to drink when it's cold." Yan Qingyi said at one side. She shook her head helplessly and sat down on the chair.

A bowl of chicken soup. It took four minutes to finish.

Fang Xiaohuai drink about half an hour, the chicken soup in his body into urine.

Yan Qingyi picked him up and went to the bathroom of the ward to urinate. After that, he took him back to bed and lay down.

Before long, the nurse came to the ward, and then gave Fang Xiaohuai some drops.

Li moyue sat here until 12 o'clock and went back to work.

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