Elite men's time travel through ancient times

"What happened?" Looking at the motionless child in Lin Mozhu's arms, Yang Fan had a bad premonition.

Hearing his question, the child's anxious eyes were red: "Falling into the water...he fell into the river..."

Yang Fan heard the words and took a look, sure enough, both of them were wet.Seeing that Mo Fei was unconscious, Yang Fan couldn't care less about his foot injury, grabbed the little guy and put him on the straw, and quickly checked him.

The little guy's breathing was weak at this time, and his bulging stomach obviously drank a lot of river water.Fortunately, there was not much sand in his mouth and nose, so Yang Fan quickly cleaned it up with his own towel.Then picked him up and put him on his lap, pressing his belly down on his thighs, and began to press on the little guy's back.

The comatose little Mo Fei opened his mouth and "vomited" and spat out water. After several times, Yang Fan didn't spit out any more water, so Yang Fan laid him flat on the bed.Then he took off all his clothes, wrapped him in his own bath towel, and then covered him with a quilt.

After taking off his clothes, the little guy was so thin that Yang Fan couldn't help having a sore nose.The thin ribs are protruding one by one, and the limbs are even more slender, as if they would break if they exerted force.

After feeling that the little guy's breathing became steady, Yang Fan wiped off his sweat and breathed a sigh of relief.After relaxing, Yang Fan felt something was wrong, and there was no movement around him since just now.Turning his head to look, he saw that the child was crying and trembling, as if he was afraid of disturbing Yang Fan by making a noise, biting his lip so hard that he was bleeding.

Yang Fan's heart twitched, and he quickly comforted him: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Hearing this, the child suddenly burst into tears, blaming himself intermittently while crying: "It's all me... I didn't like him..."

Seeing this, Yang Fan subconsciously hugged him into his arms: "It's okay, Xiao Fei will be fine."

Touching the child's wet and dirty clothes, Yang Fan frowned: "Take off the clothes on your body first, Xiaofei still needs you to take care of him, what will he do if you get sick?"

He seemed to have heard Yang Fan's words, and quickly pushed Yang Fan away.

"That... I want to change clothes, you go out..."

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, the poor kid is still shy?However, the ancient people's traditional thinking can also be understood.Yang Fan limped out of the room on his feet.Back in the lobby, he thought about it, and took out the baby's thick blanket from the space.

The little guy is not in good health, and soaked in water again, maybe he will have a fever after a while.The old quilt in the child's house is thin and torn, how can it compare to the softness and warmth of the blanket?

After the child finished changing, Yang Fan went into the room and wrapped little Murphy in another blanket, watching the child with teary eyes.The undisguised gratitude in those big beautiful eyes made Yang Fan feel helpless and couldn't help sighing at the same time.

No matter how strong and capable Lin Mozhu is, he is still just a child.When encountering problems, he can find a way to deal with them calmly like an adult.Such a pair of brothers who depend on each other for life, how can people feel at ease...

Glancing at Lin Mozhu who was silently guarding Xiao Mofei, Yang Fan sighed silently, and went out to get a bucket of instant noodles and a can of eight-treasure porridge.

Judging by the child's appearance, he must have not eaten.How can two tapiocas be so hungry in the morning?When the child came back, there were some plants and cassava in the bamboo basket, but the bamboo tube was empty.

"Little Mo Zhu, come out and boil some water, and I'll cook noodles for you." Seeing that the child didn't move, Yang Fan continued, "If you don't eat, Xiao Fei will eat too."

Sure enough, when he heard about Xiao Fei, the child hesitated and walked out.

Moving in front of Yang Fan, the child blushed and said again: "Thank you...Brother Yang."

Yang Fan smiled: "Okay, you're welcome. Hurry up and boil the water!" He might have a solution for the earthen stove.

While boiling water, Yang Fan tore open the package of instant noodles and poured in the seasoning packet.After the water is grilled, the boiling water is poured in, and there is a burst of aroma.Even Yang Fan, who had just eaten a can of porridge, couldn't help secretly swallowing.

The noodles are soaking here, and the opened eight-treasure porridge is put into the pot to heat up.

The tempting fragrance wafted through the air, and the child couldn't help but look away, and Yang Fan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he heard the sound of him swallowing.If it wasn't for the fear that the child would become angry, he would have laughed out loud.

After soaking the noodles, the fragrance is even stronger after opening the lid.Yang Fan had to sigh, it smells so good!

"Come on, take it and eat it."

The child stared straight at the face, but didn't reach out: "No... Brother Yang, you can eat by yourself."

Yang Fan felt helpless and patted his head: "Okay, let's eat it, I've already eaten it. Besides, if I want to eat it, I'll soak it myself. I still have it in my bag!"

Hearing the words, Lin Mozhu hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't resist the temptation of the fragrance, and reached out to take it.

【End of this chapter】