"What''s up? Do you still have a fever?"


    Yin xiaran came in from the door, with a towel in his hand, wiping his hands and asking.


    Mo Jiyan sat by the bed and shook his head, "No." However, it feels much better than when they first came here. It''s not so hot.


    Yin xiaran sighed and put the towel aside.


    Mo Jiyan looks at her, and Yin xiaran is also sitting by the bed.


    Mo Jiyan stood up. He walked around the end of the bed, pulled Yin xiaran up and dragged her to the living room on one side.


    This is the VIP ward. The inside floor is the outer floor. The inner floor is the ward and the outer floor is the living room.


    Yin xiaran was pulled out by Mo Jiyan, who pressed her on the sofa, "rest, don''t be busy."


    "I''ll go in and stare. I can''t bear to rest like this." Yin Xia ran frowned, full of melancholy.


    Mo Jiyan shook his head, "there is me."


    Hearing the sound, Yin xiaran looked at his eyes, silent for a moment, nodded, eh.


    "Xia ran."


    "Well?" She listened to his call, recollected her thoughts, and looked at him again.


    Mo Jiyan is sitting on her side, holding her right hand and speaking with great care.


    "Anything to say?" Yin xiaran looked at him and frowned slightly. Seeing his expression, he had something to say.


    "You already know that meat''s father is Lao Hu."


    "Well." Yin Xia ran wry smile, from the summer snow to suddenly withdraw the meat from the day of the notice.


    She did.


    In fact, it is very simple to investigate a person with the strength of dark evil. It mainly depends on whether she wants to investigate.


    "Then why do you keep the meat with you? You can send the meat to the welfare home


    Yin xiaran raised her head. She looked at Mo Jiyan, pursed her lower lip and asked him softly, "Ji, do you think it''s still useful to care about those for a person who has passed away?"


    "Even if it''s to send the meat away, even if it''s revenge on Lao Hu, what''s the use? Can I get a moment''s pleasure? Or what? "


    "Ye Chi is dead, which can''t be changed. Will ye Chi come back if I abuse the meat? "


    She looked at Mo Jiyan. Her face was full of serious words. After a long silence, she said two words: "No


    "So it''s better to be content with the status quo. Take good care of meat and meat. Besides, the little guy is very funny and sensible


    "Ji, I''m from the past. I don''t want to see that kid being thrown into a welfare home at a young age. Although we can not give her maternal and paternal love, but we can give her a warm home


    But we can give her a warm home.


    "Just like grandfather Mo saved us and gave us a warm home. Otherwise, I won''t meet you so good now, will I? "


    Listening to Yin xiaran''s words, Mo Jiyan has a lot of emotion in his heart.


    Yin xiaran belongs to the kind of girl who has three outlooks and is really obedient and sensible.


    If Luo Zhiyao hears this, Luo Zhiyao is expected to fry and boil the pot. She hugs Xia ran and busily collects Xia ran into the daughter-in-law of the Mo family.


    What is against them and not against them has long been forgotten.


    Mo Jiyan knows Luo Zhiyao. She likes such a girl.


    Be understanding and knowledgeable.


    Compared with the sick Princess


    "Don''t worry, I''ll take good care of the meat. That cute guy Yin Xia ran couldn''t help laughing out, "do you want to find a little boy some day and get a childhood sweetheart, a child''s daughter-in-law or something?"


    Mo Jiyan couldn''t help but indulge in a smile, "the brain hole is very big."


    "All right." Yin Xia ran was relieved, and the big stone in his heart was also slowly put down.


    Mo Jiyan looked at her and turned his head.


    Yeah?


    "I''m very satisfied now. I have a person I like and two more..." Good friends who grew up together.


    Actually, I''m very satisfied.


    People in this life, such a journey is also a great harvest, what is not satisfied?


    "Go and see the meat." Yin xiaran suddenly pushed Mo Jiyan and said, "wait, it''s time for the nurse to take her temperature."


    Mo Jiyan suddenly spat out his tongue and sat on the soft sofa with Xia ran beside him. Where would he like to go into the ward.


    Seeing that he didn''t move, Yin Xia ran shrank back, looked at him with a puzzled face and asked, "why?"


    "I don''t want to move." He smacked his tongue, pitifully chirping.


    "Poof, Ji, why do you suddenly go with the style of cheyee?" Yin Xia ran blinked his eyes and raised his hand to touch his arm. "It''s cute. I''m not used to it."


    Mo Jiyan gave a bitter smile, Meng?


    Is it really appropriate to use this word to describe him?Ding -


    Yin xiaran''s mobile phone on the tea table suddenly rings, and the person on the mobile phone screen is Lin Si''an.


    Seeing the mobile phone shaking on the tea table, Yin xiaran is busy picking up the mobile phone.


    Mo Jiyan gently pursed his lower lip, looked at her, and looked at her mobile phone.


    Suddenly hook lips, pick eyebrows.


    Then he got up and walked towards the ward inside.


    Yin xiaran took the mobile phone and was about to press to answer. Suddenly, she was stunned.


    Why did you leave.


    She and Lin Si''an''s phone calls are casual. They don''t talk about any other sensitive topics. What''s going on.


    Yin xiaran put his mobile phone to his ear and said, "Hello, Si''an."


    "Xia ran, is your little friend OK?"


    "It''s OK. It''s just an allergy and a fever."


    "It''s OK. If you need any help, please call me and come at any time."


    Yin xiaran dropped her eyes and laughed, "Cheng! I see. "


    Hang up the phone, Yin Xia ran sighed and leaned on the back of the sofa and scratched her hair impatiently.


    She and Lin Si''an used to have a lot to say.


    And now, the phone call is only three or two sentences on the hang up.


    Yin xiaran raised his head and saw Mo Jiyan coming out of the ward, leaning lazily against the door of the ward, holding his chest in both hands.


    Creak -


    when the door was pushed open, the nurse came in and asked, "how is it?"


    Mo Jiyan looked at the nurse, followed the nurse into the ward, said: "no other reaction, or burn."


    Yin xiaran was also busy walking into the ward.


    On the hospital bed, the flesh of the small face red, she slightly frowned under the brow, suddenly raised her hand to scratch the cheek.


    After grabbing the cheek, I went to grab the arm.


    "Try not to ask her to scratch, the more you scratch, the more itchy." The nurse took her little hand and said, "it''s better than before."


    "Nurse, don''t you have antipruritic medicine in your medicine? Why does it itch? " Yin xiaran looked at the nurse, a little worried.


    "She was drugged, but she was more serious, and she was a child. After all, the medicine should be moderate. "


    "But she itches. How can she not scratch it?" Yin Xia ran bit her lower lip and looked at her struggling hand, which made her feel more distressed.


    "I can''t help it. You parents must bear with it. Otherwise, your children will suffer. " The nurse gave a wry smile and said, "but you are young. The children are so old..."