Take Yang Suyun back to the room. Muqi stands in front of the floor window for a while.
I feel guilty about what happened tonight.
Last time because she put grandma into the hospital, this time because she put grandpa into the hospital.
She is just like a plague God. No matter where she goes, she will hurt many innocent people.
This time, after being comforted by Mo yanjue, his confidence began to waver again.
She even began to deny herself that she didn't get love at all and didn't deserve her aunt's sincere love.
The more she thought about it, the harder she felt. She climbed up the stairs and went back to her room.
Curled up in the quilt, she hugged herself tightly. Besides being sad, her body was shivering.
In the middle of the night, I feel very cold first, then very hot, even breathing is hot.
Later, it seemed to hear someone's anxious voice. As for what she said, she didn't hear clearly.
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wake up again, it's already noon.
After a night of high fever, she was sent to the hospital by Mo yanjue. After a bit of fever abatement, the fever abated a little bit.
At this time, I woke up in a daze. I was aching and powerless. I even felt hard to lift my eyelids.
When I open my eyes, the first person I see is mo yanjue.
The handsome and charming picture kept enlarging in front of her, and finally heard his eager concern: "how is it? Is it better?"
Muqiqi's hazy eyes look around the smell of disinfectant, and his voice is hoarse: "what's wrong with me? How come to the hospital? "
"You have a high fever in the middle of the night. Fortunately, I went back in time, or the consequences would be unimaginable." Mo yanjue touched her forehead painfully, tried to test the body temperature and it really returned to normal, which was reassuring.
"A fever?" She twisted her eyebrows so hard that she struggled to get up from the bed.
Mo yanjue immediately reached out to help her. "Tell me what you want to do, and I will help you."
On the pillow, Muqiqi asked weakly, "how is Grandpa? Is there any danger? Is this the same hospital as Grandpa's? "
In the face of Muqiqi's anxious expression, Mo yanjue's face sank a little, helping her to cover the quilt and comforting: "Grandpa is OK now, don't worry, take good care of yourself first, and I will take you to see grandpa when you are well."
Mu Qiqi didn't believe what Mo yanjue said, but she also understood that she didn't play a role in seeing her grandfather at this time, except for adding blocks to his family.
With a slight sigh, she raised her head. "I'm ok. Go take care of Grandpa."
Mo yanjue looked at her painfully. "Grandpa, someone is looking after her. You can rest assured."
While they were talking, Yang Suyun knocked and came in with the heat preservation bucket. "Qiqi is awake? How do you feel now? Do you still have a fever? "
Mu Qiqi looks at Yang Suyun gratefully. Tears are coming out. She is the only one who cares about all these things in foreign countries. No one comforts her.
Now suddenly so many people care about her and take care of her, which really makes her a little flattered.
Shaking her head in tears, she said gratefully, "Auntie, I'm much better."
"That's good. I cooked a little porridge. You can drink a little and eat more to recover quickly." Yang Suyun went to the bedside, put the heat preservation barrel on the bedside table, and began to work.
"Auntie, I'm not hungry. Don't be busy. You and Mo yanjue should go to take care of Grandpa. I'm ok here. You can leave the hospital after you finish this bottle."
With a sense of guilt, she can't afford the warm care.
"Silly boy, how can we not be hungry without dripping water from last night to now? Eat more while it's hot." Yang Suyun said that she had poured out the hot porridge in the heat preservation barrel and brought it to her.
"Mom, give it to me. I'll do it."