Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

"Aren't you in America?

"I heard you almost died of stupidity. Can I not come and have a look?"

“……”

Yan Mo's small face collapsed. "I'm all like this. You're still poisonous. You didn't come back to scold me."

The little girl is unhappy and full of emotion.

She's dying. How can he poison her? He doesn't have any sympathy!

"Well, I really came to scold you."

"I didn't let you stay at home. Why did you make yourself like this, deliberately distracting me from my work?"

Li Beicheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the little girl with a little cold eyes.

Yan Mo is more aggrieved. She managed to escape from danger. This man is still cruel to her. Is it reasonable?

So neither of them spoke any more.

Yan Mo's aggrieved Du mouth, turned away and didn't want to see him.

Seeing that she was really angry, Li Beicheng sighed helplessly, then sat by the bed and stretched out his hand to take her into his arms.

Yan Mo frowned. She was in pain all over. She didn't know what she fell into.

"I'm just worried about you."

The prince's tone softened, "I didn't mean to hurt you. I'm not angry."

Yan Mo didn't say anything. Li Beicheng reached out and gently touched the circle of white gauze on her forehead.

The doctor said she was lucky. Although her head was broken, it was just a concussion and nothing serious.

The body is bruised, soft tissue contusion, no injuries.

Otherwise, you won't get out of bed for a few months.

However, it was really serious when it was delivered. Even the doctor was worried. In case the Li family's young grandmother could not be cured, was she still there?

Simply Yan Mo is a big life. As long as you take good care of yourself and live for a week, you can go back to recuperate in the rest of the time.

The Li family has a good private medical team, so it's no problem for Yan Mo to go back to recuperate in the later stage.

"Why are you so stupid?"

Li Beicheng held the man tightly, "do you know that you almost lost your life and the injury on your arm..."

Yan Mo's arm was also wrapped with thick gauze.

Although it was a trauma, the doctor said that Li Yajun was really cruel and pinched a piece of meat alive.

Yan Mo was also stubborn at that time. He was stunned. He didn't have a pit.

Hearing this, she glanced at her arm and felt a little wronged. "Your aunt is so cruel that she is about to eat me."

"From then on, she is no longer my aunt."

A chill flashed in Li Beicheng's eyes. "She hurt Grandpa, my parents and me. Now she still wants to hurt you. I've given her a chance to change. She chose not to."

In fact, he has always been good to Li Yajun.

Even though Li Yajun did so many wrong things, when she was desperate, Li Beicheng gave her money again and again and cleaned up the mess for her again and again.

Until this time Yan Mo had an accident, he really couldn't stand it anymore.

The financial power of the Li family is now in his hands.

As long as he doesn't give liyajun any more money, liyajun won't get any benefits in the Li family in the future.

"It's me."

Yan Mo sighed, "my way of dealing with things is too broken, and I shouldn't involve my mother. My mother almost had an accident."

"Beicheng, fortunately, my mother is all right, and fortunately, my aunt is willing to let my mother let me change. If my mother had an accident today, I will not be at ease all my life."

"And I'm so young that even if I break my arm and leg, I'll recover faster than my mother."

Li Beicheng: "

"Well, it's faster indeed. The doctor said that your leg is broken now. You can't get out of bed for at least three months, otherwise you can only amputate."

"Amputation!"

Yan Mo was frightened and stared at Li Beicheng in amazement, "no, it's not so serious. My leg is broken?"

"Or you move and look?"

Yan Mo moved a little, painful, penetrating pain.

"It hurts. I'm disabled. I've broken my leg. My big long leg is going to disappear..."

The reaction of Yan Mo was instantly frightened to cry.

A 20-year-old girl suddenly heard that she was going to be amputated. The fear can be imagined.

What's more, now she has only Li Beicheng around her, so she has a hypochondriac disease.

Yan Mo grabbed Li Beicheng's clothes, "I don't want to amputate, I don't want to be lame."

"If I become lame, you won't love me, you won't want me, and we can't get married."

Li Beicheng took a puff from the corner of his eye and looked at her helplessly. "Don't worry, you became lame to save your mother. I'll still marry you."

"But you certainly don't love me!"

"Nonsense, how can I not love you?"

"Obviously, your men like to look at their faces, legs and hips. You like my big long legs best. My legs are broken. You certainly don't like me."

Looking at the wailing little girl in his arms, Li Beicheng had a terrible headache.

Why does he sound like a big Coyote? Usually he only likes her big long legs?

Seeing that the little girl was very sad, Li Shao took a bad look at her and said with a smile, "it's all right. You still have a chest. I like it very much."

Yan Mo: "

"Hooligans!"

When she was in love with her long legs, she still didn't forget to scold Li Shao hooligans.

Two people are making noise, Sheng Lan and Li Yan suddenly push the door and enter.

Sheng Lan followed sun Ma behind him and brought a lot of food. It should have just been done and pinched it to Yan mo.

Crying with a runny nose and a tearful Yan Mo was stunned for a moment. He quickly stopped his tears and lowered his head awkwardly, but he was still very sad.

Sheng Lan and Li Yan were also surprised by the scene in the ward.

"When did you come back?"

Sheng Lan thought her son was still meeting in the United States.

"Half an hour ago."

Li Beicheng said faintly.

In fact, when Yan Mo woke up, he had just arrived for three minutes and came nonstop, exhausted.

"How did Mo Mo cry? You scolded?"

Sheng Lan raised her eyebrows and asked her son coldly.

After all, in Sheng Lan's impression, Yan Mo is a very bearable little girl. She didn't cry when she was hurt by Li Yajun. Now she cries so badly, she must have been scolded by her son.

Does she know about her son?

Even if you care, you must say some ugly words.

"Mom, Beicheng said I had to amputate my leg."

Yan Mo finally raised his head and looked at Sheng Lan pitifully. "Mom, I don't want to be amputated. Can't the doctors in pushley help?"

Sheng Lan looked stunned, "what, what amputation?"

Yan Mo nodded, stretched out his hand and poked Li Beicheng. He complained decisively, "he said, and said I almost died."

"Pooh, Pooh, what a mess."

Sheng Langton looked cold and glared at his son, "who let you scare Mo mo."

"Mo Mo, don't listen to his nonsense. We can go home for rest next week. Don't be afraid."