Little Fubao answered politely: "I'm not a wild child, I'm Little Fubao."

Wang Lu and Doctor Ye both felt their hearts skip a beat, and glanced at Cang Moci on the bed from the corners of their eyes.

This little girl, Cang Moci said personally that she wanted to be let in.

But the person who spoke was Nurse Zhao, so she should be fine.

Wet Nurse Zhao is the old man next to Cang Moci.

Originally, there were two wet nurses around Cang Mo Ci. Before arriving at Huaishu Village, wet nurse Zhao committed suicide to show her loyalty and brought her here.

So Nurse Zhao has a lot of say in Cang Moci.

Even Wang Lu always gave her the upper hand.

Decoction of medicine for Cang Mo has been entrusted to her for many years.

It wasn't the medicine prepared by Aunt Zhao herself, so I wouldn't worry about giving it to Cang Moci.

Aunt Zhao looked arrogant, "No matter whose family you are from, you can't disturb our young master's rest."

Cang Moci stopped her and said, "I asked her to come in."

"My young master."

Aunt Zhao started to chatter.

"I know you are kind-hearted, sir, but you have to see when you are not?"

"You are not in good health at this time, how can you let another wild girl come in?"

After saying that, she waved her hand to Fu Bao.

"Go, go quickly, don't stay here anymore."

Little Fubao moved his feet to the corner, feeling a little aggrieved.

Ever since she was born, no one has ever disliked her so much.

"Auntie, I'm just going to check on my little brother quietly here without disturbing you, okay?"

Jiang Fubao's words were extremely soft and waxy, like a piece of sweet and waxy snack.

Wang Lu and Dr. Ye's hearts melted.

"I said, let her see it. Doesn't this affect the young master?"

Doctor Ye also spoke.

"That's right, let her stay here. It would be good for the young master to interact with others more."

"No!"

Aunt Zhao had a straight face.

She is the person with the most say around King Mo, how could she let others persuade her!

"Get out of here now!"

Nurse Zhao was holding the medicine in one hand and pointing to the door with the other hand, showing no mercy at all.

Seeing that Cang Moci was about to speak, she immediately put on an aggrieved look.

"Sir, I'm doing this all for your own good."

"You are still weak now. Who knows if these wild children are dirty or not? What will happen if they get sick again?"

"I wanted to follow the young master back then just to let him live a good life. How could I ignore it..."

As she said that, she was about to cry.

Why does this aunt cry so easily?

Little Fubao's little mind couldn't figure it out.

But she doesn't want to see others cry.

So she waved her hands sensibly, "Auntie, don't cry, I'm leaving now."

After saying that, she waved to Wang Lu and Doctor Ye again.

"Goodbye, uncle. Goodbye, uncle Ye."

Xiao Fubao smiled sweetly at Cang Moci and said, "Little brother, I'll come see you another day."

Cang Moci was actually unwilling.

He himself couldn't explain why, but seeing this little dumpling made him feel better.

If he could pinch her face, he would be in a better mood.

But he didn't have the extra energy to argue yet, so he didn't say much.

Seeing that Xiao Fubao had softened, Nurse Zhao snorted softly.

She held the medicine and walked forward, "Come, sir, take the medicine."

When she was walking around, little Fubao happened to be walking out too.

On the flat ground, she stumbled for some reason.

Little Fubao's foot slipped, and he jumped forward with an ouch.

It's a coincidence.

If Nurse Zhao had taken one step earlier or one step later, she would not have hit Little Fubao.

But she happened to hit it!

Wet nurse Zhao didn't expect that she would bump into someone. Her hands lost their balance and she fell to the ground with an ouch.

The medicine bowl in her hand also fell to the ground.

There was a crisp sound, and the medicine bowl fell to pieces on the ground.

Dark potion was splashed all over the floor.

Aunt Zhao's face changed drastically.

Before she even got up from the ground, she started to accuse Fubao.

"You kid, you are so uneducated. Don't you know how to look at the road when you walk?"

"Do you know how valuable this bowl of medicine is, Master?!"

Little Fu Bao was stunned by her scolding.

Little Fubao is a naive baby, but this does not prevent her from understanding a truth.

If it's damaged, you have to pay for it.

"Auntie, don't be angry, I'll let daddy pay for it." Xiao Fubao said obediently, not caring that his little hand was hurt by the fall.

"Compensate, can you afford it?!"

Cang Moci couldn't stand it anymore and called out, "Nanny."

He got off the bed and pulled up Xiao Fubao, "It's just a bowl of medicine, don't embarrass a child."

Seeing her red palms, Cang Moci felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

"Does your hand hurt? Uncle Ye, give her some medicine quickly."

"It doesn't hurt, little brother, Fubao doesn't hurt."

Little Fubao blew on his sore palm, "Mom, I told you, it won't hurt anymore."

After saying that, she gave Cang Moci a big smile.

"Fu Bao also purred the little brother, and the little brother was cured."

This expression is so healing.

How could anyone be willing to drive such a cute little dumpling away?

Wang Lu and Doctor Ye decided that even if they wanted to offend Wet Nurse Zhao, they could not let Little Fubao be driven away in such a wronged manner.

Wang Lu stepped forward and calmly took Little Fubao's hand.

Doctor Ye was most concerned about Cang Moci, "Sir, you'd better go back to bed and lie down."

"Brother, please go back to bed and lie down. I'll be fine."

Little Fubao still remembers Cang Moci's poor health.

When she said this, Cang Moci noticed that she didn't feel uncomfortable at all when she went to the ground this time.

"I'm fine." Cang Moci refused Doctor Ye's help.

For a long time before, he would feel extremely tired even if he got out of bed and took two steps.

What the hell is going on today?

Is it really because of her fruit?
To be continued...