Mu Zhengyan groaned, stood up quickly, and took a breath with his breath to the bottom of his body.

The hot porridge was just released, so he specially sent it to a car.

Immediately, a large piece of chest burned red... Qiao Xin'an didn't expect that it would all come to Mu Zhengyan's body. A trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he turned to a hard voice: "I said I don't want to eat. Little Tail is not your daughter, so you don't feel sorry for it, but I will, if you feel hungry, eat by yourself, don't worry about me."

Mu Zhengyan's forehead leaped with blue veins: "I don't know that she is so weak."

"..." "If you don't know, can you lock a three-year-old child in a small dark room?

If it were your daughter, would you treat her like this?"

Mu Zhengyan had deep frustration flowing in his eyes. Can he say that he was angry at that time?

His eyes stared at Qiao Xin'an for a moment.

"Then what do you want me to be happy?"

Qiao Xin'an had no expression on his face: "Little Tail hasn't woken up yet, what's there to be happy about me?"

"You know I didn't mean that..." He wanted her to accept his kindness.

Knowing that Qiao Xin'an wouldn't listen to anything, Mu Zhengyan silently picked up the overturned porridge bowl, turned around and left the ward lonely.

More than ten seconds later, a maid came in quietly and cleaned up the dirty porridge and rice on the ground.

But the aroma of skin and lean meat lingers in the ward for a long time.

...Mu Zhengyan really couldn't stand the sticky body.

He opened a senior ward alone and took a shower inside. As soon as he wrapped himself in a bath towel, he heard the doorbell ringing.

The doctor heard that Mu Zhengyan was burned and knocked on the door in a hurry.

"Mr. Mu, are you scalded?

Is it okay?"

Before the person could come in, the sound was already ringing in the bedroom.

The skin coefficient on Mu Zhengyan's chest became red and swollen, and he could clearly see the traces of burns.

There are still several bubbles.

After all, he didn't deal with it immediately after the porridge was overturned.

"Oh my God, Mr. Mu, they are all blisters..." The doctor was worried that he would annoy Mu Zhengyan and was worried: "I brought scald plaster to help you deal with it as soon as possible."

As he said that, the doctor was going to take ointment to apply medicine to Mu Zhengyan. Mu Zhengyan interrupted the doctor as if nothing had happened: "I'm fine, you go."

"But your scald..." "The ointment is left, I will do it myself."

"..." The doctor was a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare to say anything more when he looked at the man's dim expression.

Mu Zhengyan stared at the scalded ointment, then looked at the burn marks on his chest, his eyes flashed slightly, and he threw the ointment into the trash can with a click, and then went into the bathroom.

...In the second half of the night, the weather turned cold and a foggy drizzle drizzled in the sky.

Qiao Xinan was tired and tired. After a while, he paid attention to using a thermometer to check the temperature of his little tail.

The injection has been effective and the temperature has dropped. However, due to Xiao Tail's physical condition, the doctor re-adjusted the infusion bottle and asked the little girl to inject another bottle of liquid.

It was quiet inside the room, and Qiao Xinan tucked the corner of the quilt for the little guy.

She clearly thought about keeping her going, but she was also too ruthless today and fell asleep on the edge of the bed without realizing it.

As soon as she fell asleep, Mu Zhengyan, who was hiding in the corner, immediately pushed the door open and went in.

Qiao Xinan slept very lightly, even though she made a very subtle movement, her delicate eyebrows were twisted.

Mu Zhengyan reached out to touch her pale cheeks, but even in her sleep, Qiao Xin'an seemed to feel something bad, and subconsciously tilted his head to dodge.

Mu Zhengyan's hand stopped in the air, looking very embarrassed.

After a while, he made sure that Qiao Xin'an's breathing was getting evenly even. He leaned forward and gently hugged her, pressed her thin lips against her cold cheeks, brushing her shiny and small earlobes, murmured in a low voice: "Qiao Xin'an, I'm sorry."

Sorry to make you so exhausted.

I'm sorry for hurting your daughter... Even though he really hates her giving birth to a daughter for Mu Yihan, he is also disappointed and upset.

Why can't Xiaotai be his daughter?

The sound is very low.

A breeze blows across the window, and the sound blows away, nothing remains.

... When Qiao Xinan woke up again, she was awakened by the urination.

She found herself lying on the soft bed! It was pitch black all around, and her fingers were missing. Through the gaps in the curtains that were not closed, she could vaguely see the neon lights flashing on the tall buildings outside the window.

Why is she asleep? Her little tail is injecting with an infusion? Is anyone staring at her?

Qiao Xin was in a panic, lifted the quilt and quickly rushed to the ward of Xiaotail.

In the corridor outside the ward, needles can be heard.

The closer to the ward of the little tail, Qiao Xin'an surprisingly heard a low and sexy voice reading the children's story "The Little Prince"... "...I will live on one of the stars and smile on a certain star. Whenever you look up at the starry sky at night, you will feel as if you see all the stars smiling..." Qiao Xin'an is suspicious.

He was stunned by the movement of pinching the door handle with his hand, and slowly pushed open the door of the ward.

The sight of Mu Zhengyan was holding a story book, sitting on the edge of the bed with his little tail, and reading it to her in a slight manner.

She almost thought the little tail had woken up, but when she looked closely, the little guy was still asleep peacefully, and even his frown brows were stretched out.

The infusion bottle was replaced with a full bottle.

Her breathing slowly became stagnant, and she was almost doubting whether she had read it wrong.

Mu Zhengyan reads a story book to Xiao Tai?

Didn’t he say that he would even dislike the little tail for him to be his daughter?

...Mu Zhengyan noticed a stream of cold air pouring in from the door.

His voice became more magnetic and gentle as he read the storybook.

It's like a gentle old father taking care of his sick little daughter... "Ahem."

Qiao Xin'an didn't know how long he had heard it, but the tip of his nose suddenly became itchy and couldn't help but cough gently.

Mu Zhengyan was as if he had just learned that someone was coming in the ward. His tall body paused slightly, turned his head and looked at Qiao Xin'an in surprise, with a little unnatural expression. He held the book back on the table and stood up suddenly.

"You... are you awake?

I saw that you were sleeping heavily, so I just helped you stay for a while."

Qiao Xin'an frowned, never believing that this was what Mu Zhengyan, who was arrogant, would do.

Mu Zhengyan showed his sluggishness: "The doctor came just now and said that the little tail fever had subsided. Let her have a sleep and it will be fine tomorrow."

Qiao Xin'an pulled the corner of his mouth, nodded lightly, and then took over his job of taking care of Xiaoweiba.

Mu Zhengyan was left in place again.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly hugged Qiao Xin'an from behind, and surrounded her slender waistline with his arms.

"Qiao Xin'an, I won't force you to send your tail away. You can take her to Dongyu Yipin."

The sexy voice fell on her cochlea, and Qiao Xinan's chilly back suddenly became warmer, and her fists were clenched tightly.

Did he take Xiaowei to Dongyu Yipin, and then be abused by him again?

Dreaming! "I have considered it. Anyway, I'm going to join the crew soon. When I take her with me, we mother and daughter will not be separated again."
Chapter completed!