Xinyang starts to have a fever in the middle of the night. Xinle takes good care of her. Although she knows that this is the most likely thing to happen after the operation, Xinle still doesn't dare to take it lightly.

Mo Lu Su is still for Xin Yang Hung fever medicine, check the physical condition of Xin Yang, determined that it is only a postoperative fever.

"Don't worry. The fever will go away early tomorrow morning." Mo Lu Su began to placate him.

"I know." Xinle whispered and continued to look after her brother.

Mo Lu Su's hand pauses, feeling her estrangement, holding the stethoscope's hand for a few minutes, and finally nods, "if you have something to call me, I'll go first."

Mo Lu Su didn't wait for an answer, and didn't seem to think that she would answer, so she turned and left.

"Mo Lu su." Cried Xinle suddenly.

Mo Lu Su walked to the door with a slight step, then looked back at Xin Le, "what's the matter?"

Xinle's slender fingers were a little pale because of clenching her fist. She got up and looked back at the person standing at the door.

Xinle pursed her lips slightly, as if struggling with something.

"Where is the child, you, buried?" Xinle dumb voice mouth, fingers can't help tightening again a few minutes, let the white knuckles more and more pale.

Mo Lu Su was in a trance when he heard her words. He didn't speak a word for a long time like he didn't hear her words.

Mo Lu never spoke, neither did Xin Le.

There's an atmosphere in the air, but it's suffocating.

This is the first time that they have talked about children after their accident.

Once upon a time, Xinle thought that he didn't care about the child at all, so he would be so indifferent to the death of the child.

And now, hearing what the nurse said, she wanted to know what he was thinking.

For the man in front of her, she thinks that she loves him more than him, but it seems that there are too many things that she doesn't understand, but she always pretends to understand.

I don't know how long it took. After a long time, Mo Lu Su finally moved his steps. He put his stethoscope in his pocket and said, "take care of Xin Yang first. I'll take you there tomorrow when my uncle and aunt come." Mo Lu Su said, then turned and left.

He was still tall, as he had seen at first.

It's just that Gao Dazhong gradually has more things that he didn't see before, such as loneliness.

Xinle sat down beside the bed and touched Xinyang's forehead. It was still hot. Fortunately, the temperature didn't keep rising.

Xinle reaches for her mobile phone, finds the number of shuianluo, and sends a message to her. However, thinking that she's asleep, she doesn't think about her reply. After all, it's two o'clock in the morning.

Unfortunately, shuianluo is still squatting in the toilet at the moment, so he soon saw Xinle's message.

[Xinle: I don't think I know molusu that well. 】

Shui Anluo blinks and feels that her stomach doesn't hurt.

"Be careful of constipation while squatting." Chu muddy wing said outside.

"I know, I know. Can't I have diarrhea? You go to bed quickly Shui Anluo started typing while shouting.

[Shui Anluo: what's the matter? It's said that after the divorce, I finally saw the true face of the other party clearly, so I felt that I had made an unprecedented right decision?

Xinle: are you still up?

Shui'anluo: believe me, what you see is a delicious reply. My brother Chu is still outside telling me that if I don't go out, I will be constipated. 】

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