Miss Savage and Arrogant President

Mo Wuyou also panicked at this time. She knew that Shen's father was in bad health. Even if she sewed Shen Sheng's mouth, she wouldn't let him talk to his father like that.

They followed them into Shen Fu's room and saw that Zuo zhiliu and Shen Sheng arranged Shen Fu on the bed.

Shen's father's mood is not calm yet, and his lips are pale. Mo Wuyou looks very embarrassed at his face. He thinks that he is not very good for Shen's father's mood here, which is not conducive to his condition.

After waiting for a while, seeing that they had arranged almost, she whispered to Shen Sheng, "ah Sheng, you take care of your father here. I'll go back first. It's estimated that your father doesn't want to see me."

Shen Sheng thought for a moment and said, "No."

Mo Wuyou will be his wife in the future. Can they never meet? Obviously, it's impossible. No matter how bad your relationship with your father is, you can't live and die without contact.

So this scene will happen sooner or later.

Besides, father, it's an old problem. He knows discretion.

Mo Wuyou saw that Shen Sheng's answer was so simple that it was hard to argue with him at this time, so she tried to reduce her sense of existence. Looking at Shen's father in bed, she whispered, "why don't I pour a glass of water for your father?"

Shen Sheng was gratified by Mo Wuyou's understanding: "OK."

Mo Wuyou ran to pour a glass of water back. Shen Sheng took her glass of water: "just right, my father just said he was thirsty."

Mo Wuyou is a little happy after listening to it. It seems that she will not only make trouble, but she is still a little useful.

Shen Sheng carefully put the water cup to his father's mouth, but he didn't serve anyone. He didn't know the priority of action. He only knew to carry the water cup to Shen Yi's mouth. Shen Yi couldn't drink it into his mouth and didn't say it. It was scattered everywhere around his mouth.

"Hot."

Father Shen weakly shouted. His closed eyes also opened and raised his hand to take the water cup, but he only felt the severe chest pain and simply gave up: "give the water to uncle Liu and let him feed me."

Shen Sheng touched his nose and knew that he was not a waiter. He handed Zuo zhiliu the water cup.

Zuo zhiliu took the water cup and was much more skilled than Shen Sheng. At first glance, he often served Shen father. He knew to stop feeding and let him swallow it before feeding.

But Mo Wuyou looked at Shen Yi on the bed, frowning tightly, and drinking water was very uncomfortable.

She couldn't see it, so she had to stand up and said, "uncle Liu, let me come. The water is a little hot. It will be uncomfortable for you to feed uncle like this."

uncomfortable? He has always been like this, but the master never said it.

He didn't know that Shen Yi didn't say it all the time. That's because he thinks it's embarrassing for a big man to be served. If he talks about these little things again, he will lose face.

Unexpectedly, these were easily seen through by Mo Wuyou. At this time, Shen Yi had to admit that the girl seemed very careful, but it was absolutely impossible for him to admit her.

Zuo zhiliu always had an expressionless face, and his distrust of Mo Wuyou flashed: "can you?"

Mo Wuyou nodded affirmatively: "I can. When my grandfather was ill, I served him."

Before Zuo zhiliu refused, she said to Shen Sheng, "ah Sheng, go and get a small bowl."

Shen Sheng had absolute trust in Mo Wuyou and immediately went out to get a bowl.

Mo Wuyou took the cup in Zuo zhiliu's hand and sat by the bed. When Shen Sheng got the bowl back, he poured a quarter of the water into the bowl.

Then he blew it with his mouth for a while. He felt that the temperature in his hand was almost the same. Then he whispered to Shen Yi, "uncle, please cooperate."

Shen Yi is also very uncomfortable now. He is not in the mood to care about anything with Mo Wuyou. He hummed a sentence from his nose: "HMM."

Mo Wuyou heard his reluctant answer and pulled the corners of his mouth. Sure enough, it was better to talk when he was ill.

He gently and carefully fed the water to Shen Yi's mouth. After feeding the water in the bowl, Mo Wuyou asked carefully, "what's the temperature? Do you want more?"

Shen Yi felt that she had served him, and he was very comfortable. He suddenly had a look on his face. Although he wanted to drink more, he firmly denied it: "No."

Smart as Mo wuworry, from his tiny action of swallowing and spitting, we can see that he hasn't drunk enough, and she doesn't poke him. Instead, she directly poured a little more water and explained: "drink a little less. It's important for your body. I think you'd better drink more."

Shen Yi thought Mo Wuyou wanted to show his virtue. His weak body didn't allow him to speak loudly. He replied weakly, "it's no use for me."

Mo Wuyou smiled and said nothing. He put the blown water to Shen Yi's mouth, served him and drank a little more.

Just wanted to get up, suddenly heard a voice.

"Who asked you to feed water to Uncle Yi without permission? Do you know that this will aggravate uncle Yi's condition?"

Mo Wuyou turned around and saw Han murui, who hurried to the scene. She was dressed in exquisite clothes and makeup. She was a woman. It was clear that she had made elaborate clothes before she came. Although she was in a hurry now, was she really in such a hurry? Mo Wuyou has reservations.

Mo Wuyou didn't think she needed to apologize for her accusation. She turned to Shen Yi and said, "sorry, uncle, I don't know you can't drink water at this time. Are you uncomfortable?"

Shen Yi doesn't feel anything wrong, but feels better. But he hates Mo Wuyou and wants to separate her from Shen Sheng. How can he speak for her.

He ignored her at all, but said weakly to Han murui: "Xiaorui is coming. Come and show uncle Yi. Uncle Yi feels very stuffy in his chest now."

He really likes Han murui, not only because of the right relationship, but because his beloved wife was also a doctor when she was alive. Moreover, Han murui's character is very similar to her. They are all women as gentle as water.

Han murui looked at Shen Sheng, who had been silent all the time, and came to Shen Yi's bed. Just now, she loudly accused Mo Wuyou that kind of high spirited attitude has disappeared. She gently said to Mo Wuyou, who has been sitting by the bed: "Miss Mo, please let me go."

Compared with camouflage, Mo Wuyou is absolutely no worse than anyone, but she doesn't like camouflage at ordinary times.

At the moment, since Han murui can pretend to be a lady, she doesn't mind cooperating with her. She smiled at Han murui: "Miss Han, please."

Trouble? Han murui smiled at Mo Wuyou's attitude of being the master: "Miss Mo is joking. This is what I should do. Thank you for taking care of Uncle Yi just now."

Instantly changed the hostess's posture back.

Shen Sheng looks at Han murui and frowns. He has clearly expressed his meaning to her. Isn't it a misunderstanding for Mo Wuyou to say so now?

Shen Sheng looked at Mo Wuyou and felt relieved when he saw that she was not angry.

Mo Wuyou gave a funny reminder: "Miss Han, you're in such a hurry. You're not in a hurry here. It's important to see your uncle quickly."

Han murui secretly scolded himself for forgetting the business. He was deeply afraid that Shen Yi and Shen Sheng's impression of her would become worse. He quickly said, "I can't understand uncle Yi's body. I've prepared medicine on the road just now. Now I'm just waiting for it to merge. I didn't expect Miss Mo to misunderstand."

Mo Wuyou didn't say anything, just smiled: "that's good."

Then he hurried out of the room where he was not welcome.

When she went outside and went downstairs, Mo Wuyou raised her arm and looked at her hand, which had swollen into a big zongzi. There was no one around. She could no longer bear the pain in her hand and squatted down with her hands.

She couldn't help but rejoice that it was her left hand that was hurt, otherwise it would have been exposed when she was feeding water. At this time, she didn't want Shen Sheng to worry about her.

At this time, she couldn't help admiring her strong endurance. It hurt so much that she could still insist until now without saying a word.

Self mocking thought: don't worry, you can really be called a ten thousand year ninja turtle!

Squatting on the ground, blowing his hands, but it didn't help.

It's not a way to go on like this. I'd better find some ice to cover it.

Mo Wuyou went to the kitchen and searched the refrigerator one by one with one hand. After all, it's not his own home. It's really hard to find things.

I'm looking for it carefully. There's an extra hand around me.

Mo Wuyou looked up and saw the gentle Shen Sheng. She quickly put away her injured hand: "how did you get out? How's your uncle?"

When Mo Wuyou left just now, he saw that her look was wrong, and then he thought of the injury on her hand, so as soon as she left, he followed her out, but he didn't expect that the girl walked so fast and disappeared in an instant, which led him to find her now.

He held Mo Wuyou and asked her to sit on the table outside: "you don't care about anything now, just take care of yourself."

Mo Wuyou was still holding his hand. He thought Shen Sheng didn't see it. He smiled and said, "I'm fine. Take care of your uncle."

Shen Sheng didn't listen to what she said. He grabbed her left hand and noticed that he didn't touch her wound.

When he saw that his slender hand was swollen like a bear's paw, he was very distressed. The situation was much more serious than he thought.

If she had just applied ice and ointment, her hands would not have been like this. If she hadn't spent so much time and energy taking care of her father, it might have been better.

It's all because of myself.

Shen Sheng's chest was full of feelings and almost overflowed. She was injured to protect herself and endure pain to avoid making trouble for herself, but... Worry free, do you know how much I feel and blame myself like you

Such a tough man, his nose is a little sour at this time. Thousands of words turn into a silent sigh: "worry free, why are you so stupid."

Mo Wuyou didn't want to see Shen Sheng scold himself. He said carelessly, "Oh! Don't look at the swollen hand. It's so scary. It doesn't hurt at all. Come on, it's a big deal. Just be nice to me in the future."

This is his worry free, naughty with tenderness, strong with understanding, stubborn with intelligence and reason, occasionally charming but never capricious affectation, how can he not love?! Have to love!

Shen Sheng kissed Mo Wuyou's forehead deeply and went to find her ice.

With Mo Wuyou's hand, Shen Sheng asked, "Wuyou, aren't you afraid to block it for me at that time, and your hand will be useless from now on?"

He knew how important a pair of hands were to the designer. At that time, if the bowl broke and the fragments fell into Mo Wuyou's hand, her hand might really be wasted.