My Previous Fraternal Twins

Soon.

Zhang's mother came out with the newly prepared pregnancy breakfast, put it on the table and said, "the second young grandmother has breakfast."

"OK, I'll come right away." Tang Wanrou got up slightly, kissed Mo Zichen on the forehead, and said to him, "I'll go to dinner first and come with you later."

Zhang's mother took Tang Wanrou's behavior into her eyes. Seeing that the wound on her face was not healed, she took a box of ointment from her pocket and handed it to Tang Wanrou.

With a kind face, he said, "you can use this to wipe your face after dinner. It has a great effect on healing the wound, and your skin can get better after use."

Tang Wanrou heard that there was such a magical effect, smiled and took it from Zhang Ma's hand and said coquettishly, "thank you, Zhang ma. I know you are the best to me."

Then Tang Wanrou raised her face again and looked at the injury on Zhang Ma's forehead. Pretending to be distressed, she asked, "how's the injury on your forehead, Zhang ma?"

Zhang Ma stretched out her hand and said casually, "I have nothing to do. I can remove the cloth in a few days."

Tang Wanrou handed the ointment in her hand to Zhang Ma and said, "Zhang Ma, you should keep the ointment. I'm fine."

Zhang Ma hurriedly pushed back and said, "take it for you. If Zichen sees your face hurt like this, he will be distressed."

"But this good thing should be very rare. How can I accept it casually." Tang Wanrou said as a difficult one.

Mom Zhang said with a smile, "it's all right. It's also given to me. It's a waste for me at my age."

Seeing that mom Zhang insisted on giving it to herself, Tang Wanrou said shyly, "then I'll take it. Thank you, mom Zhang."

Mrs. Zhang nodded with a smile: "eat quickly. The dishes will not be delicious when they are cold."

Tang Wanrou looked at the food on the table. There was more meat than yesterday. When she picked up chopsticks, her appetite became better.

"Eat slowly, and no one will rob you." seeing Tang Wanrou eating fast, Zhang's mother was afraid that she would choke and asked with a smile.

Tang Wanrou looked up and said, "Mom Zhang's cooking is delicious."

"It's delicious. I'll finish it all," said Zhang Ma, and went to the shower.

When he came out, he had a basin and towel that mozichen used to scrub.

Tang Wanrou saw that Zhang's mother was going to scrub Zichen, and immediately said, "Zhang's mother, put the basin down and I'll scrub Zichen after I finish eating."

"It's all right. You're pregnant now. You should pay attention to your body. I'll just come." Zhang Ma put the basin on the cabinet by the bed.

Skillfully wring the towel dry, wipe Mo Zichen's hands and put the towel back into the basin.

Want to pull Mo Zichen's body over and wipe his back.

But in the final analysis, he is also a man of more than 100 kg. Zhang's mother has some difficulty pulling it.

Seeing this, Tang Wanrou immediately went to help Zhang ma.

They wasted a lot of energy to turn Mozi Chen over.

Tang Wanrou put one hand on her waist, took a big breath and said, "Zichen doesn't know how to grow."

After hearing this, mother Zhang's expression on her face was a little unhappy: "Zichen was in such a shape before he was unconscious, which can keep him at such a weight. It was only after his wife spent a lot of human and material resources that she did it, so that she can quickly find her former state when he woke up."

Zhang Ma said, and she couldn't help but flash the appearance of Mozi Chen before.

Mozi Chen is simple and kind-hearted. He never cares about those things between politics and business. What he loved most in the past was playing behind that man

"Mom Zhang, let me wipe it." Tang Wanrou's voice pulled mom Zhang's thoughts back.

Tang Wanrou picked up the towel in the basin and dried it. Some of it was astringent and wiped it by Mo Zichen

Because there was no sunshine in the ward for a long time, Mo Zichen's skin was white and glowing. He was in good shape. Tang Wanrou's ears couldn't help turning red.

Tang Wanrou didn't know much about men and women. Over the years, she looked forward to her appearance with Mo Shichen countless times.

But the only time, it was only designed by myself.

Therefore, when seeing Mo Zichen's body, Tang Wanrou remembered the entanglement with Mo Shichen that night.

The body can't help getting hot and dry.

Tang Wanrou casually wiped his body with a towel in her hand, threw the towel back, breathed a little hurriedly and said to Zhang Ma: "Zhang Ma, you wipe him, I'll go to the bathroom."

With that, Tang Wanrou fled to the bathroom without looking back.

The picture of that night reappeared in Tang Wanrou's mind. She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, and a bitter smile came up at the corners of her mouth.

Zhang Ma saw Tang Wanrou's abnormality, reluctantly shook her head and continued to wipe Mozi Chen.

After a long time, Tang Wanrou came out of the bathroom.

Mother Zhang swept Tang Wanrou's face and saw that her face was pink. She asked calmly, "second young grandmother, why is your face so red?"

Asked by Zhang Ma, Tang Wanrou's face was more crimson and hesitated, "no, it's nothing. Maybe it's just that there's no ventilation in it. It's a little hot."

"If you have any discomfort, you must say it. Don't be silent." Zhang's mother didn't expose Tang Wanrou.

At this point.

The master mother of Mohism hurried in from the outside.

"Mom Zhang, how's Zichen?" the master mother of Mohism quickly walked to Zichen's hospital bed. She saw that he hadn't woke up yet, and her eyes flashed a touch of loss.

"Madam, Zichen should be able to hear you," Zhang said respectfully to the master mother of Mohism.

When Tang Wanrou saw the master mother of Mohism, she obediently shouted, "Mom, you're coming."

The master mother of the Mohist school didn't even give her the right eye. She went directly to Mozi Chen and sat down. She gently put one hand on his face.

Full of expectation, he said, "Zichen, wake up and talk to your mother."

"Do you know how my mother came over these years?" said the Mohist master's mother, with tears in her eyes.

In countless nights, she dreamt again and again that Mo Zichen woke up and called her mother again, but after waking up, what she got was endless waiting and hopelessness.

Zhang Ma came forward and put her hand behind her, patted her gently and said, "madam, come on, Zichen will be very sad to know."

After listening to this, the master mother of Mohism wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and squeezed out a smile on her face: "you see, mom, this is too happy. Soon we can eat at a table, and mom can see you again."

Thinking of these Mohist masters, the smile on her face was deeper.

He took his hand, put it on his face and covered Mo Zichen's cold hand with heat.

Although Tang Wanrou was a little afraid of her mother-in-law, she still came forward hard for her future life.

Pretending to be gentle, he said to her, "Mom, just now, the doctor said, Zichen has regained consciousness. You can talk to him more. He can hear."