When Mrs. Ye heard this, she turned around and glared at Song Pianlan: "Miss Song, this is what you said. My grandson is terminally ill and his life is in full swing?"

Song Pianlan said: "Old Madam, you should go upstairs to see Mr. Mo's situation first. After reading it, you will know that what I said is not false."

Si Mingjing's prescription gave Song Pianlan great confidence. She is now sure that Mo Yinhe is terminally ill, so she is bold and decisive in doing things.

"Hmph!" Mrs. Ye didn't believe it.

Go upstairs with a stern face.

Mr. Ye didn't go up and sat in the living room to entertain Minister Xu.

Late Ye, he supported Mrs. Ye upstairs.

In the bedroom, Mo Yinhe had already had a high fever as he had done in the previous two nights, and had night sweats and shivered all over.

However, as soon as he had an attack, he was trapped in the force field protective cover and transported energy to Mo Yinhe, so Mo Yinhe was basically not suffering and his body became warm.

While Si Mingjing was thinking about how to leave, he heard Mrs. Ye knocking on the door.

"Galaxy? Grandma is in?"

Mo Yinhe took the medicine and the drug was invasive. Although he received the energy delivery from Si Mingjing, he had not yet woken up completely, so he did not reply to Mrs. Ye.

Mrs. Ye was worried and pushed the door straight into the door. The cute dragon Si Mingjing immediately retracted into the quilt.

After turning on the lights, Mrs. Ye saw the force field protective cover and frowned: "What's going on? How do you turn it off?"

I was talking nonsense late at night: "Oh, my elder brother has always been alert when he sleeps, and is afraid that others will harm him after he falls asleep. So I will open the force field protective cover before going to bed every day. When I get rid of my elder brother's defense system, it will be turned off soon."

In 2050, the mobile phone is as small as a finger ring, put it on your finger, touch the finger ring, and unlock the fingerprint. The palm of your hand is equivalent to a virtual screen of a mobile phone, which is very convenient to operate. Only people like Mrs. Ye like to use smartphones that can be put in their pockets, commonly known as the new generation of elderly phones.

Late at night, clicked on the virtual screen of the left hand’s palm.

Soon, the ring mobile phone invaded Mo Yinhe, cracked the defense system of the force field protective cover, and closed the force field protective cover.

After the force field protective cover was closed, Mrs. Ye walked to the head of the bed and found that although her grandson was in a coma and frowned, her face was covered with blood. She did not look like she was terminally ill and her life was hanging on a thread. She felt relieved.

Yeshen snorted, "Grandma, you believe it now. Brother is fine at all. Miss Si's prescription is very good. On the contrary, Song Pianlan doesn't know what An's intention is. She likes to provoke discord so much. If anyone marrys such a woman, wouldn't it make the family restless?"

Mrs. Ye understood that Song Pianlan likes to provoke trouble and nodded in agreement: "Let's go out, don't disturb your brother's rest."

Mrs. Ye’s heart was broader and her steps were much stronger.

After the bedroom door closed again, Si Mingjing was like a bird escaping from the cage, immediately crawling out of the quilt and running away.

Downstairs, Song Pianlan was so anxious that she was spinning back and forth in the living room. When she saw Mrs. Ye slowly going downstairs, she seemed to have seen the finale: "Mrs., do you believe me now?"

Mrs. Ye didn't even look at Song Pianlan, and walked to Mr. Ye and said with a mercy: "It's okay, I'm asleep."

Mr. Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Pianlan was a little disobedient: "This is impossible! Old lady, have you read it wrong?"
Chapter completed!