Chapter 844

"When the old man handed over the power of Mojia, you still acted according to my plan! Do you understand? "

His tone was unquestionable and gave her no room for resistance.

Mu Wanrou only said, "I know!"

Thinking of what, she asked cautiously, "four uncles, you promised me to get rid of Yunshi and yuntianyou!"

"You don't have to ask about it. I'll get rid of it even if it's not you."

When he said that, mu Wanrou was calm in his heart.

Mu lianjue ordered a few more words and hung up the phone.

Mu Wanrou looks forward in a dazed way. His hand is loose and his mobile phone slips onto his seat.

Now, all of a sudden, she's full of soldiers.

The words made her feel creepy just now. She always felt this huge downtown, but everyone around her was like the people sent by mu lianjue to follow her!

Mu Wanrou bit his teeth, held the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away quickly.

After hanging for two days, the burning of Yunshi's poems has almost subsided.

In the morning, when she woke up, Muxi had already cooked clear porridge and sent it to her, while youyou stayed by the bed.

These two days, he is in the hospital to accompany.

When she woke up, she immediately came forward, put her little hand on her forehead, tried, the temperature finally subsided, and a smile of relief appeared on her face.

"Mommy, you've got a fever."

Cloud poetry lips dry unceasingly, opened the mouth, the throat actually issued the hoarse extremely voice.

You you quickly handed over the water cup, and raised the bed a little, so that she could sit up against the bed.

Yunshishi drank a few mouthfuls of water, and the discomfort at the throat reduced a lot.

Can't help but sigh, fruit is really the source of life!

I feel her spirit is alive.

"Mommy, I can't help you at all." You you can't help but say, "in a short period of one month, you have been hospitalized for two times. Are you unlucky this year?"

Cloud poetry wronged: "yes! It's really bad luck that I should have met with the elevator failure. "

You you helplessly curled his lips, took the porridge cooked in Muxi, sat beside the bed and fed her one mouthful at a time.

There are many feelings in Yunshi's poems.

On the first night of hospitalization, although she was delirious, she could also detect that youyou got up in the middle of the night to cover her quilt.

If you have a fever, you need to sweat more.

And she felt hot and sometimes couldn't stand it, so she put on the quilt.

Youyou will not tire of getting up and covering her again, for two days in a row.

Even Muxi sighed that it was a great blessing to have such a good son.

Cloud poetry is also clear in her heart, so when she looks forward to you, her guilt will almost drown her.

Youyou saw the guilt on her face, pretending to say, "Mommy, what kind of eyes are you looking at?"

"Youyou, it must be very hard for you to take care of Mommy like this."

"Of course! Mommy always kicks the quilt at night, which is a bad habit. You're ill now, but you don't know how to settle down. "

"I'm sure I haven't slept well these two days?" The cloud poetry all shed tears soon.

How could she be so bad? How could she let her son worry about her all the time!

It's a terrible feeling!

"I didn't sleep well. Well So I'm a little sleepy now. " You you said, rubbing his eyes.

He didn't sleep well these nights.

Because his sleep is always very shallow, plus worry about Mommy sick at night, need to be taken care of, so it's hard to avoid not sleeping steadily, as soon as there is any movement, he will wake up.