There was a sweet smell in my mouth.
Mu Wan closed her eyes and coughed again. The smell of fishy sweetness filled her lips and teeth, making her face pale.
"What's the matter with you child?"
Han Qiushui helped her caress her back, "do you want to call the doctor, such a cough method is not good, hurt the throat."
Mu Wan tilted her eyelids and shook her head.
Fingertips slightly forced, she wiped the lip with a very subtle action, and then pinched the tissue to take it off, directly folded.
Blood sputum was hidden inside, infiltrating not deep, from the back of the napkin, no trace was detected.
"Grandma, I'll be fine."
Mu Wanqing squeezed the napkin in his hand and shook his head.
Her face was a little white, but she tried to squeeze out a smile, her eyes were still bright.
"Is it really OK?" Han Qiushui looked at her dubiously, looked at her small face, and was not quite at ease.
Mu late inclined a smile, "really nothing."
As she spoke, she clenched the tissue in her hand and gently rubbed it twice with her finger pulp, twisting out some scraps of paper.
Han Qiushui thought for a long time, and saw that she no longer coughed, and her cheeks also added a little color, which finally relieved her heart.
"Dududu -"
just then, Shen Jingshu knocked on the glass door, "Mom, dinner is ready."
"Well, I see." Han Qiushui nodded.
She immediately took Mu Wanqing's hand and led her to the dining table. She was happy and worried and asked, "Qingqing, eat more nutritious things and make up for your health."
Mu Wanqing nodded and said with a sweet smile, "OK."
Dinner, the family gathered at the table, enjoying the warmth and happiness, as if the air is sweet.
"Qingqing, this smelly boy doesn't know how to serve others. Grandma will take care of you." Han Qiu water side said, side to Mu late poured a bowl of soup, "drink this, the most tonic body."
"Thank you, grandma."
Mu Wanqing took the chicken soup, sniffing the rich aroma.
She held the spoon hand slightly pause, some hesitation, after all, or a small sip, "good to drink."
Han Qiushui saw this, immediately smile.
Mu Wanqing put down the spoon and moved the Mou Guang back to the vegetable. He didn't clip those big fish and meat.
She didn't dare to eat too much greasy food.
Night Sheng Kun see her eat less, sword eyebrow light Cu, "tilt, eat not used to at home?"
Smell speech, night Yu Chen eyebrow tip light pick.
He looked to Mu Wanqing and saw that in addition to white rice, there were all kinds of green vegetables in her bowl, basically no meat.
"Oh, I'm not feeling well just now. Is it that I have no appetite?" Han Qiushui fussed, "this can't work. I'll tell the kitchen to cook some light porridge for you."
She got up and went to the kitchen immediately.
Mu late tilts to also get up to prepare to block, but be night Yu Chen to hold wrist, he sink a voice way, "it's all right, sit."
"I was not feeling well just now, eh?"
The night imperial Chen sticks at the ear side of Mu late Qing, the thin lip of tiny cool lightly rubs her earlobe, low voice inquires.
Mu Wan tilted his eyes and shook his head. "I was choked when I was drinking tea. It was grandma who was too nervous."
Smell speech, night imperial Chen Mou light tiny deep, seem to be thinking.
Mu Wanqing's words are half true and half false, and most of them are hidden. He can't believe all about this.
"Have some porridge. We'll rest here tonight." Night Yu Chen low voice coax a way, "the body is not comfortable, don't run about."
Mu Wanqing nodded cleverly.
However, she still wanted to explain that there was really no discomfort.
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