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I'll help you brush your teeth

"It's always like that on TV." Zhao Xi mumbled, leaning on him and moving closer to him.

Mo Ziran's soft laughter resounded in her ears. Zhao Xi listened to it in a daze, and her heart was in a mess.

The morning light shone into the sickroom, and Zhao Xi slowly opened his eyes. She was currently in Mo Ziran's embrace.

His left shoulder and left arm were bandaged, and blood was seeping out. His uninjured right hand was currently carrying her in his embrace, and he slightly raised his head to look up along with his shoulder. Mo Ziran's beautiful thin lips were pursed slightly, and even though her face was still somewhat pale and weak, it was already much better than yesterday.

His deep eyes were closed now, and he was not yet awake.

The operation had ended in the middle of the night and he had woken up before the anesthesia had subsided. He should be very tired now.

Zhao Xi raised her head and kissed Mo Ziran's chin. His chin grew a beard, which pierced her lips to the point that it felt a little itchy.

Zhao Xi did not have the intention to get up, so she just stared at him, causing Fang Han's voice to ring out once again. Zhao Xi instantly frowned.

The Mo family had chosen the Mrs.

Since Mo Ziran did not tell her, she did not believe that it was true.

Zhao Xi carefully avoided Mo Ziran's wound, wrapped her arms around his neck, and leaned on his body, not willing to let go.

"You love me so much?" Zhao Xi was startled, and subconsciously raised his head to look at him, just happening to meet a pair of pitch black eyes.

"You're awake?" After Zhao Xi said this sentence, she really wanted to bite her own head off. This sentence was like him saying something when she was caught doing something bad, and she was discovered by you?

"If I'm not awake yet, do you have a deeper thought?" Mo Ziran said in an ambiguous manner, the corner of her mouth hooked up into a devilish smile as she stared at Zhao Xi's clean face, her left hand moving across her waist.

Shameless.

Zhao Xi looked at him silently. This guy could always say these kinds of words so blatantly.

This ward was as luxurious as the presidential suite in the hotel. It was impossible to tell that the huge size bed was placed in the ward. Zhao Xi glanced at the clock on the wall and was about to get up, "It's time for Aunt Tao to send you your breakfast."

Mo Ziran held her still with his left hand: "So what if you're here, it's not a secret affair, what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Xi's body stiffened unnaturally, "Brother Ziran, you …"

"Hmm?" Mo Ziran replied lazily with a nose sound to show that he was asking a question.

"What do you want to eat?"

Zhao Xi revealed a smile, and hid her thoughts.

Do you have a fiancée?

In that case, she couldn't ask.

She was worried that the answer to this question would be unbearable.

"I want to eat you." Mo Ziran kissed the top of her hair and teased her with a smile.

"…"

After Zhao Xi finished washing her face and rinsed her mouth, she took Mo Ziran's toothbrush and said, "Brother Ziran, I will help you brush your teeth."

"…" Mo Ziran stared at her in displeasure, "I am not crippled!"

Zhao Xi laughed, she walked to Mo Ziran's side and bent down to look at him, his eyes shining with gentleness: "I know, but I want to help you, okay?"

Mo Ziran looked at her with sunken eyes, as if something was quickly moving up and down in his eyes. His adam's apple moved, but he did not say anything in the end.

Zhao Xi asked Mo Ziran to rinse his mouth before he took the toothbrush to help him brush his teeth seriously.

Mo Ziran used his right hand to support his body as he stared at her. His eyes were filled with seriousness, his face was clean and fair, his tender red lips slightly raised, carrying a smile.

He looked at her without blinking, in some dark way, and obediently asked her to help him.

Although he was the Mo family's second young master, he had been taught by his family's master of etiquette since childhood, from dressing to eating, everything was proper and proper. Even at his very young age, when the servant's children were able to get their mother to brush their teeth and feed them, Mo Ziran was already able to take care of everything by himself.

Under his father's strict teachings, he tried his best to study the finance, the spear, and all his abilities. He wanted his mother to be able to rely on him, but when he was able to do so, his mother was no longer there. The person he wanted to rely on was no longer there.

Zhao Xi helped Mo Ziran wash his face and earnestly took care of it all by herself. She looked at Mo Ziran's handsome and perfect face with satisfaction: "It's done."

Mo Ziran stared at her smiling face, then lowered his head and kissed her. He held her waist with one hand, allowing her to get close to him, the hot kiss invaded her lips, becoming deeper and deeper, from gentle to tyrannical.

Zhao Xi did not dare to touch his shoulder, and wanted to step back a little. However, her dodging made Mo Ziran unhappy, and she hugged her even more tightly, pulling on the wound on her shoulder. She frowned slightly, but her lips moved even more forcefully.

After a long while, Mo Ziran backed off a little, but still reluctantly kissed her lips a little. Only then did Mo Ziran let go of her.

Zhao Xi's eyes were misty and gathered watery light. She stared at him in rebuke, but it seemed more like she was pouting coquettishly, causing Mo Ziran to almost push her down again.

"Brother Ziran!" Zhao Xi's sharp senses detected the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and then saw the traces of blood on his shoulder, causing her to turn pale in fright, "The wound split open?"

"Don't worry, it's not serious." Mo Ziran acted as if he did not mind at all, he pulled Zhao Xi's hand and turned her around, letting her sit in her embrace on the bed, "Xi Xi, why are you brushing my teeth?"

"Women all have a mother." Zhao Xi dragged her last words. Seeing that Mo Ziran could not take care of himself, she would naturally have a lot of sympathy for him.

"..." The moved look in Mo Ziran's eyes instantly became sullen and angry, he gritted his teeth while whispering into Zhao Xi's ear, "Say it again!"

Zhao Xi immediately said with a face full of smiles: "Because I have a very deep love for Brother Ziran."

Mo Ziran scoffed, "Maternal love?!"

"Of course not," Zhao Xi said as she tilted her head to look at Mo Ziran's cold face and laughed happily. "It's a deep love."

Mo Ziran hugged her harder, "Do you believe that I can make you really have a son who you love as a mother now?!"

Zhao Xi was startled and struggled to say in a stuttering voice, "Brother Ziran … You … "Now, we …"

Mo Ziran's gaze became deeper as he looked at the panic on her face and relaxed: "Go and find a doctor to help me rebandage my wound."

Zhao Xi's previous panic had disappeared in an instant, and had turned into absolute anxiety, "Brother Ziran, your wound has split open?!"

"It's okay, I have to apply the medicine." Mo Ziran explained in a simple manner. The pain in his shoulders and arms couldn't even resist the tearing pain that came from his heart. He furrowed his brows, the lines on his face tightened as he suppressed the heaven-shaking fury in his heart.

Zhao Xi called for the nurse in the suite who was waiting for her orders. He helped Mo Ziran inspect the wound, but didn't dare to reprimand him like how she reprimanded the other patients. She could only speak carefully: "Mr. Mo, your wound is very deep, your scapula bone has been pierced.

"Who told you that my wound is very deep?!" Mo Ziran's voice became cold and harsh, the guard's face turned white, he looked at Zhao Xi who had a similar unsightly expression, and immediately tried to explain.

"We were just worried about Mr. Mo's injuries. Although Mr. Mo's injuries weren't serious, we still had to take care of them carefully." The guard looked at Zhao Xi's expression on one hand, and carefully looked at Mo Ziran's expression on the other.

Mo Ziran's expression did not improve at all. "If you don't know how to look, then scram.

The security guard immediately answered and went out, not daring to speak any further.

Zhao Xi frowned as she stood on the spot and looked at him: "He's the best doctor in the hospital, how can she not know how to see a doctor?"

"He was just worried that something had happened to me that he wouldn't be able to bear. That's why he purposely spoke of it so seriously." Mo Ziran stared at her and said indifferently.

Zhao Xi understood that he was explaining to her, but he still stood in place without moving.

Mo Ziran frowned, why is this girl so stubborn?!

He helped him remove the gauze, and after learning the lesson of the previous doctor, he became much calmer. "Mr. Mo's injuries aren't serious at all, it's just that the time it takes to change the medicine should be enough."

Zhao Xi looked at the doctor coldly. As she spoke, she started to sweat profusely and carefully remove the gauze on Mo Ziran's forehead, as if she was afraid that she would accidentally pull his wound.

"Xixi, I want to eat porridge, go buy some for me." Mo Ziran suddenly opened his mouth and said gently.

Zhao Xi looked at him for a long time.

Only when Zhao Xi left the room did the doctor let out a breath of relief and ask: "Mr. Mo, do you want to be drugged? Some of the wounds have already congealed, and will be torn apart if you remove the gauze later. "

"No need, hurry."

Mo Ziran stared in the direction in which Zhao Xi had left, her expression grave.

He clearly knew that Mo Ziran wanted to push her away on purpose, but Zhao Xi still came out obediently. Could it be that sometimes it would really be better to not know anything?

Her body had already recovered. Originally, she was going to be discharged today, but once her body recovered, Mo Ziran was already in the hospital. Could it be that one of the two of them was destined to be ill?

Zhao Xi did not hear anything about her or the news that Mo Ziran had been hospitalized. Zhao Xi made the Uncle Zhang drive to buy porridge and sat in the garden in a daze.

"Father!"

A crisp voice of a child attracted Zhao Xi's attention. Not far away, a cute little kid who was stepping on a chubby little round leg was wobbling as he ran towards a man wearing a T-shirt.

The man put down the fruit in his hand and squatted down with a smile, waiting for the child to jump into his arms. "Where's Mom?"

The child kissed the man on the cheek. "I don't know!"

He smiled as he picked up the child. With one hand, he lifted the fruit, and with the other hand, he accepted the bag of fruit. "Let me carry it. Mom is asleep. I'll take the child for a walk."

"Mom!"

The child smiled and stretched out his arms to hug his mother. The young woman pretended to be unhappy as she rejected, "Your baby doesn't even know where your mother is?"

"Mom's bad!" The child was also unhappy. He hugged his father's neck as he rubbed it, complaining in an aggrieved manner, "Mom doesn't want a baby anymore!"

"When did I say I didn't want you anymore?"

The man's smile was exceptionally bright in the sunlight. He hugged the child with one hand and his wife's waist with the other, listening to their argument and smiling without saying anything.

Zhao Xi smiled as she watched the family walk further and further into the hospital.

Child, how could she not want it?