Double treasures are coming: the group-loving mommy has lost her vest again

"Mr. Yin, thank you for your help before."

"Princess, you are too polite. I was worried that I would hinder you."

Mr. Yin nodded to Qin Li humbly and respectfully.

Qin Li smiled faintly: "No, your flying needle technique is very stable. It is not easy to reach such a level in just a few days."

Besides Mo Ling, Mr. Yin also blocked Wang Ye's attack for her.

"Thank you for the compliment, Princess. I am truly flattered."

"I hope Mr. Yin will not forget what you promised me."

In such a huge country, there are so few medical staff. No wonder the population is so sparse...

"Of course, as long as there are people who are willing to learn medicine, I will teach them everything I know. I will never shirk my responsibilities and I will never keep anything to myself."

"Okay, on behalf of the people of the Q Empire, I would like to thank Mr. Yin for his selfless dedication."

"I want to thank Princess for giving me a chance..."

Seeing them chatting and laughing, Mo Ling hid the chill in his eyes and cleared his throat: "Xiao Li'er, Pingping is not feeling well, come over and take a look."

"it is good."

After saying goodbye to Mr. Yin, Qin Li walked straight towards Mo Ling and the other three.

"Pingping, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Ping tapped his stomach with his finger: "Mommy, Pingping's stomach is uncomfortable, it keeps rumbling..."

Qin Li gently pressed Qin Ping's lower left abdomen and asked softly, "Does it hurt here?"

Qin Ping shook his head.

"What about here?"

Qin Li pressed Qin Ping's lower right abdomen again, while observing her expression.

Qin Ping still shook his head as if nothing had happened.

It doesn't hurt on either side, so what's wrong?

"Xiao Li'er, since Pingping is not feeling well, let's take her back to rest. Anyway, with the elders here, there won't be any trouble."

Hearing Mo Ling's words, Qin Ping immediately nodded in agreement: "Mommy, Pingping is not feeling well, Pingping wants to sleep."

Seeing the father and daughter singing the same tune, and Qin An fiddling with the exquisite lock in his hand silently, Qin Li suddenly realized that he seemed to have been... deceived.

"Pingping, are you really feeling unwell?"

Qin Li's voice was inexplicably low and cold.

There was a hint of seriousness in his eyes as he looked at Qin Ping.

Qin Ping felt a little guilty and didn't dare to meet Qin Li's scrutinizing gaze. Instead, he secretly gave Mo Ling a look for help.

Mo Ling coughed lightly and looked at Qin Ping sternly: "Ping Ping, lying is wrong."

"Daddy, it was you who made Pingping..."

Qin Ping wanted to protest, but was interrupted by Mo Ling.

"Okay, Pingping, Daddy knows you know you're wrong, and if you can correct your mistakes, you're a good child. I believe Mommy won't blame you. You just want to see Mommy too much, right?"

After he finished speaking, Mo Ling raised his eyebrows slightly towards Qin Ping. The latter was stunned for a moment, and then nodded in confusion.

"Xiao Li'er, Pingping is young and doesn't understand much. I will teach him slowly in the future..."

"Teach her to lie to me?"

The cold voice revealed an unquestionable seriousness.

Facing Qin Li's cold and stern gaze, Mo Ling raised his lips and was about to "explain" but was interrupted by her again -

"Mo Ling, I told you not to lie to me, and don't let Ping Ping An lie to me."

Even if it's just a joke...

Looking at Qin Li's serious and solemn face, Mo Ling's heart suddenly sank, and he whispered, "Okay."

Seeing that Mo Ling was so obedient, Qin Ping immediately looked at Qin Li obediently and sincerely, and said in a coquettish tone: "Mommy, Pingping knows that she is wrong, Mommy, please forgive Pingping, okay?"

Qin Li sighed deeply and touched her little head helplessly.

She was her daughter, how could she really be angry with her...

In the next few days, Qin Li was busy treating the wounded and dealing with the follow-up matters of the earthquake. Not to mention Mo Ling, even Qin Ping and Qin An hadn't seen her for several days.

"Daddy, does Mommy not want us anymore?"

Qin Ping sat on the bed, head down, picking at his fingers, his voice muffled.

Mo Ling felt distressed by his aggrieved look.

"Of course not. Mommy has something important to do. When she's done, she'll stay with us forever..."

Before Mo Ling could speak, Qin An spoke up to comfort Qin Ping.

"Really?"

Qin Ping's eyes were full of suspicion.

Meeting her distrustful gaze, Qin An's heart became less determined.

Mommy hasn't visited them for a long time. Does Mommy really not want them anymore?