I cry so hard!

There is a tall sycamore tree next to the studio, and its dense leaves cast mottled shadows on the ground of the studio.The sun was fine today, Mo Ruanmiao walked to the window after painting for a while, he bent slightly and looked out the window, his face was not very good.

The abdominal discomfort was not just a matter of a few minutes in the morning. He just sat for a while, and the unspeakable pain came out again, so he could only stand up and gently stroke his abdomen, trying to make himself feel better.

It was already 10:30 when Natasha came, she found something wrong with Mo Ruanmiao as soon as she came, and asked with concern: "Your complexion doesn't look very good, is there something wrong?"

Mo Ruanmiao bent her mouth and said a little shyly, "Maybe I ate too much in the morning, and now my stomach is a little bloated, and it will be fine in a while."

His face really didn't look like he was just holding on, but Mo Ruanmiao didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his body, so he subconsciously attributed the reason to eating too much.

"I have digestion tablets," Natasha looked at Mo Ruanmiao suspiciously, "wait a while."

After taking the Xiaoshi tablets, Mo Ruanmiao didn't know whether it was the medicine that worked or the psychological effect. Mo Ruanmiao felt much better, so she picked up the paintbrush again.

Before he knew it, it was lunch time, but Mo Ruanmiao had no appetite, but Natasha said that he must eat on time, so he had no choice but to accompany Natasha to eat.

Mo Ruanmiao wanted to catch up with the schedule, it happened that he was very inspired these few days, so he was very focused in the afternoon, even the messages sent by Mo Chutian only returned a few, seeing that it was past six o'clock, the sun was setting An outline was drawn on the horizon, and he still didn't intend to go home.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the moment Mo Ruanmiao put down the paintbrush, his spirit was instantly sluggish. He yawned and stretched again, revealing a small white waist. After wiping his hands with a towel, he packed up his things before leaving the studio with his schoolbag on his back.

There are still many students on the campus at night, Mo Ruanmiao walked slowly on the road with her head bowed, occasionally caught a glimpse of some couples making out from the corner of her eye, and felt a little envious in her heart, he also wanted to be like Mo Chutian.

Mo Ruanmiao pursed her lips, and tugged at the strap of her schoolbag with her fingers, a little unhappy. After a while, he took out his mobile phone and typed a long string of text in the dialog box with his fingers flying, but at the end of the typing With one word, he deleted all the previous ones, and then typed another text: Remember to take care of yourself when you are busy at work, or you will settle accounts with you when you go back!

Followed by the expressions of a few little devils.

Mo Ruanmiao didn't have much appetite before, but after walking a few steps, he felt hungry belatedly. Before going out in the morning, he saw Aunt Wang making small wontons, presumably for tomorrow's breakfast. Mo Ruanmiao licked her lips quietly, she really wanted to eat it, it would be even better if she put a little vinegar in it.

After returning to the apartment, Mo Ruanmiao was ready to do it herself. How could Aunt Wang let him do it? She took the ingredients and said, "Go and play, just leave it to Auntie."

Aunt Wang's attitude is very firm. She thinks that if she receives money from someone, she should do her best to do her job well. How can there be any reason to let the host do the work while she is idle?

Mo Ruanmiao couldn't resist her, but he didn't go to play, but stood aside and looked at Aunt Wang. The kitchen area is large, and it's not a problem for such a big person to stand there.

Aunt Wang didn't let him go out again. She held a disc full of small wontons in her hand and asked with a smile, "How much do you want?"

Mo Ruanmiao counted, two dimples floated on both sides of her cheeks, and said, "More than 20."

Aunt Wang was a little surprised. She always thought that children eat very little, and the wontons made at home are not as good as those outside. The wontons she made are big and filled with fillings. Compared to Mo Ruanmiao's usual food intake, twenty is a bit much.

It was already nine o'clock, and Aunt Wang was afraid that he would eat too much accumulated food at night, so she played a side ball and ordered 22 wontons according to his request.

The wontons came out of the pan very quickly. Because it was a temporary idea, I didn't make a unique soup. It happened that Mo Ruanmiao wanted to eat something refreshing. Add a handful of shallots, a little sesame oil and some vinegar to a bowl of wontons. up.

Mo Ruanmiao first took a picture and sent it to Mo Chutian. This was the first time he had eaten properly in recent days, so he naturally wanted to ask for praise.His appetite tonight is really good, a bowl of wontons will be drained in a short while, Aunt Wang's calculation is just right, just enough to make him feel full, but not enough to make people feel full.

After eating, Mo Ruanmiao nestled on the sofa and read for an hour before going to bed.

Aunt Wang wrote down his preferences bit by bit, and cooked wontons for him in the same way the next day, and Mo Ruanmiao took them all as ordered without feeling any discomfort.

Mo Ruanmiao recently went out earlier and earlier, but came home later and later. It has become a custom to eat a bowl of wontons after returning home at night. He even told Mo Chutian about it. It’s okay if he doesn’t tell. This statement made Mo Chutian, who had extraordinary insight, realize something was wrong.

In the afternoon at home, Mo Chutian thoughtfully looked at the photos and words sent by Mo Ruanmiao. He knew that the child's appetite had never been big, not to mention extra meals, and he didn't even eat much for regular meals on weekdays.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Mo Chutian thought about it, so he called Aunt Wang and asked about Mo Ruanmiao's recent situation carefully.Aunt Wang didn't know the twists and turns in Mo Ruanmiao's heart, she must say what she had, without hiding anything.

If you don't ask, you don't know. Once you ask, you will find that the problem is serious.

Mo Chutian knew that Mo Ruanmiao was very busy recently, but he didn't know that Mo Ruanmiao was so busy that he didn't even have time to go back for dinner.Aunt Wang would send him there sometimes, and she would eat half of the contents of the lunch box every time, but what she sent to the meal at night, she would be what she came back with.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Chutian thought about finding a time to make a video call with Mo Ruanmiao. He had been away for less than a month, and the other party had lived his life like this. He was a little angry and irritable, and felt that he should put It's right for people to watch.

So in the afternoon of that day, Mo Ruanmiao received a request for a video call.

He was the only one in the studio at the moment, he put down his brush, and pressed the connect button expectantly.

But there was no gentle and gentle boyfriend on the other end of the phone, only a parent with a cold face, and he still said a few nice words, and he didn't give Mo Ruanmiao a chance to act like a baby, and bluffed the other party with a cold face, "Miaomiao, Did you not eat on time?"

Mo Ruanmiao immediately shut up, pretending to know she was wrong, and said, "I've been too busy recently, sometimes I don't remember to eat, but that's because I'm still full so I don't remember to eat."

Looking at the thin child on the other end of the video, he really couldn't accept this reason, so he could only put on a very awkward look and said, "No matter how busy you are, you still have to eat, and you can eat even if you take a bite. Ask Aunt Wang to prepare some snacks for you."

Mo Ruanmiao could only coax the other party to say that she would definitely eat on time, and she seemed very obedient, but Mo Chutian felt that the child would definitely return to her original state in two days, so he thought about the itinerary, if he worked overtime for a few days, he Being able to spend half a month with Mo Ruanmiao at the end of the month can just make up for what I owed the children.

After a few days, the work was finally completed, and Mo Ruanmiao didn't have to worry about it. He didn't have the habit of attending events. Maybe it was because his tense nerves suddenly relaxed and rebounded too much these days. He was sleepy for several days in a row. His complexion is particularly bad, he has no appetite, and he looks very clean.

Seeing Mo Ruanmiao like this, Natasha directly granted him two days off and asked him to rest at home.

Mo Ruanmiao didn't refuse, because he also felt that he might need to take a good rest for a while, which was regarded as a small habit of his. Every time he finished a big work, he would rest for a day or two, so that the whole person was in a state of relaxation.

On the first day of staying at home, Mo Ruanmiao got up very late. He half-opened his eyes, tightly clutching his stomach with his hands under the quilt, and soon there was a burst of fine cold sweat on his forehead, and his stomach began to feel inexplicable again. It hurts.

There was a small pain in the dark bedroom, and the person on the bed gritted his teeth. After the pain passed, Mo Ruanmiao curled up under the quilt with his eyes closed, and fell asleep again after a while.

When he woke up and it was already lunch time, Aunt Wang was taken aback by his pale face, and her tone was a bit wrong: "What's wrong, is there something wrong?"

Mo Ruanmiao curled the corner of her mouth, "My stomach hurts a bit."

Aunt Wang was afraid that he was cold, so she went to the kitchen to fill a bowl of hot soup to warm his stomach first.

Mo Ruanmiao was sitting in the dining room drinking soup quietly, but his mind was wandering, no matter how dull he was, he could still find something wrong with his body.

Aunt Wang still remembered Mo Chutian's instructions, so she hurried to a place where Mo Ruanmiao couldn't see and sent him a message.

Mo Chutian just came down from a meeting, and beside him was the secretary who reported to him about work matters.There was a shock in his pocket, he stopped and took out his mobile phone, and made a quiet gesture to the secretary, who immediately closed his mouth, and then saw their boss's face darken quickly.

"Mr. Mo... I have a dinner with the Hetai people later." The secretary reminded.

But who knew that Mo Chutian didn't play the card according to common sense, "Let Secretary Song go to see them." Then he said under the secretary's surprised expression: "Help me book a plane ticket to Paris, as soon as possible."

After finishing speaking, Mo Chutian entered the office.

Mo Chutian was very anxious, why did he suddenly feel uncomfortable?It would take more than ten hours for him to pass, but Mo Ruanmiao couldn't wait that long and had to see a doctor right away. The current situation is definitely not something that a private doctor can solve.

After much deliberation, he could only think of asking Mo Qiming to take someone to the hospital, so he immediately called the other party, and Mo Qiming agreed and said he would be there right away.Knowing that his uncle has always been reliable, Mo Chutian felt slightly relieved.

Mo Qiming acted very quickly and immediately drove to the apartment.

Mo Chutian had told Aunt Wang that someone would come, and she brought him to the door of the room, and said, "I just fell asleep, and I probably haven't fallen asleep yet."

"Did you say you were uncomfortable when you went back to your room?" Mo Qiming asked.

"Yes, I said my stomach hurts, and I didn't dare to drink anything for the young master, so I gave him a hot water bottle to warm him up." Aunt Wang said truthfully.

Mo Qiming nodded, then raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no sound from inside. Thinking of Mo Chutian's instructions, he turned the door handle decisively, and saw the bulge on the bed at a glance.He frowned slightly, raised his legs and walked over. When he approached the bed, he found that Mo Ruanmiao's face was sickly white, especially his lips were almost colorless, which seemed not very good.

Mo Qiming called his name a few words, Mo Ruanmiao didn't sleep deeply at all, just now he was distracted by the pain, now he opened his eyes in a daze when he heard someone shouting, seeing that it was Mo Qiming, his whole body Suddenly he woke up a little bit, and called out uncle.

"It was Chutian who asked me to come here. Let's go to the hospital first, okay?" Mo Qiming seemed to be discussing with him, but in fact he was just asking him symbolically that the hospital must be visited.

Hearing that it was Mo Chutian who asked Mo Qiming to come, Mo Ruanmiao felt much less resistance, and he was really uncomfortable, so he obediently changed his clothes and followed Mo Qiming out of the apartment.