Mo Shao's little ancestor is quite arrogant

Zhuo Han looked at the glass full of wine in surprise, "Aren't you going to drive home?"

Mo Jingchen looked at him coldly, "Has the surrogate driving industry closed down?"

"Forehead……"

Zhuo Han touched his nose, "Okay!"

When the words fell, he didn't hesitate, just picked up the glass and drank the wine.

Then he got to the point and said, "Have you quarreled with Lan Xi!"

This is not a question, but an affirmative sentence, because the two of them know each other too well, and from the expressions and actions of each other, they can feel that there must be something different.

Except for some necessary occasions, Mo Jingchen never liked to drink.

Even if he came to such an environment and needed to drink, he would not drink so hard, drinking is Mo Jingchen's style.

Mo Jingchen shook his wine glass lightly, and said in a calm tone, "There is no quarrel."

"That's more serious than quarreling!"

Mo Jingchen sneered, and said, "Even you, who is not troubled by emotion, can tell, it seems that I exposed too much."

Zhuo Han stroked his chin, "Honestly speaking, I've always been curious about what you like about Lan Xi?"

Mo Jingchen remained silent, he drank less vigorously than the first glass just now, and took a shallow peck.

Seeing that he still didn't want to say anything, Zhuo Han shook his head, "It's boring."

"What about you?" Mo Jingchen directly threw the question to Zhuo Han, "Why are you lying at home in a daze!"

"I?"

Zhuo Han didn't seem to realize what he had done, "I'm not in a daze!"

"Holding your phone and waiting for a call?"

"Forehead……"

Once he was poked, Zhuo Han would be at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer, this is Zhuo Han's characteristic.

Mo Jingchen curled his lips, "Something is wrong already written on his face, it's useless to try to hide it."

After hearing this, Zhuo Han still didn't feel anything wrong, "There is nothing wrong with me."

"Really? It's obvious that it looks like it has been swept by the spring breeze! Do you still want to be tough?" Mo Jingchen simply didn't go around with him, and said it clearly.

However, Zhuo Han's skills in domestic language are shallow, and he didn't even understand the true meaning of this sentence.

He asked Mo Jingchen in a daze, "What do you mean?"

Mo Jingchen: "..."

He shook his head, and suddenly felt that it would be a bit troublesome to make this guy Zhuo Han enlightened, forget it, let him suffer, and don't bother to care about it.

"Forget it if you don't understand, just drink!"

"..."

Zhuo Han clinked glasses with Mo Jingchen in a bewildered expression, but kept thinking in his mind, what is meant by being swept by the spring breeze?
Isn't it still winter now?It's not spring yet, where does the spring breeze come from?

……

After Su Menglai came back from Qingfeng Mountain, something happened to her body. Not long after she got home, she developed a fever.

I felt nauseous and dizzy when I was eating dinner. I thought it would be more comfortable after taking a bath, but I didn't know that after taking a bath and lying down, I felt very hot all over.

Called He Wen to take her temperature, 39 degrees five.

He Wen was taken aback, "Why is the fever so severe, hurry up and call the doctor."

There is a private doctor at home, so Su Yu hurriedly called the doctor without delay.

It took more than ten minutes for the private doctor to arrive. He Wen grabbed Su Menglai's hot hand and was very worried, "What's the matter? I was fine in the morning, why did I have such a severe fever?"

Although He Wen usually doesn't seem so considerate, she loves Su Menglai very much in her heart. Naturally, she is particularly worried about her daughter's illness.

Su Yu patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, "The doctor will be here soon, let her cool down physically first."

"Yes, yes, physical cooling!"

After being reminded by her husband, He Wen regained her senses, hurriedly came over with the medicine kit, took out alcohol and wiped Su Menglai's palms to cool down.

Su Menglai is now in a semi-comatose state. The temperature is too high for her to sleep well, and her consciousness is also very clear. She can hear He Wen's words and feel what she is doing.

"Mom, I'm fine!"

She wanted to comfort He Wen, but when she spoke, she realized that her voice was hoarse and her throat was still dry and painful.

"Okay, stop talking." He Wen felt distressed when she heard her hoarse voice, and ordered Su Yu, "Give her some water, you can see how uncomfortable she is."

Su Yu understands He Wen's anxiety, and he is also worried, but he is much calmer than He Wen.

"It's okay, the doctor will come and give you an injection later. It's not like you don't know that she has had this fever every time since she was a child."

Su Menglai's body has a fever, and taking medicine has no effect, and the fever must be injected to reduce the fever. It is also for this reason that Su Yucai arranged for a private doctor to be on call at any time.

He Wen touched Su Menglai's head, as gentle as comforting a child, "Don't be afraid, Mom and Dad are here, it's okay."

"Ok!"

Su Menglai responded, her entire face and lips turned crimson due to the heat.

She opened her eyes slightly, looked in Su Yu's direction, and said, "Dad, don't tell Lan Xi about my illness."

Already sick like this, still thinking about hiding the illness.

Su Menglai's personality is not like this, she is relatively weak, if she has any illness, she likes to be comforted by others, just like Lan Xi, she would definitely say it before, and then Lan Xi said to comfort her, it seems to be more comforting than Su Menglai. Yu and He Wen's consolation effects are both good.

Why did you specifically explain this time, don't tell Lan Xi.

Su Yu thought more and was more careful.

"Did something happen?"

"No! It's just that I don't want her to worry." Su Menglai said hoarsely but persistently.

Now that it's all over, Su Yu doesn't ask any more questions, "Okay, I won't tell Lan Xi."

As soon as the words fell, the private doctor also arrived.

He went to Su Menglai's bedroom, checked, and injected a medicine into Su Menglai's.

After a while, Su Menglai fell into a deep sleep.

He Wen wiped the sweat off Su Menglai's forehead, and asked the doctor, "What's wrong with her? She has such a sudden fever."

The doctor analyzed and said: "She caught a cold, she should have had a strenuous exercise today, and then she got a cold, which caused her fever."

"sports?"

Su Yu's sharp eyes changed slightly, thinking about the doctor's words.

"She didn't exercise today. She just had a performance, which is not considered exercise." He Wen also felt strange.

At noon, she also sent a WeChat message to Su Menglai, asking if she would come back for dinner. Su Menglai said that there was a dinner party at noon, and she hadn't heard of any other activities.

"When she wakes up tomorrow, she will ask and she will know. However, there may be some inflammation starting tomorrow, and she needs to take medicine for a few days."

The doctor can't be wrong. Su Menglai's illnesses from childhood to adulthood have been handled by this doctor. He has always been the clearest about Su Menglai's physical condition, so he can tell whether she has exercised or not.