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Chapter 212 Daer smashed, I am your mother

Chapter 212 Daer smashed, I am your mother

Nan Jia turned on the light in the room, and Mo Yan's distressed look on the bed immediately caught Nan Jia's eyes.

Mo Yan yelled at Nan Jia like a beast: "Get out".

Nan Jia was not frightened, she frowned and walked towards Mo Yan.

Nan Jia saw that Mo Yan's fingers were tightly grasping the bed sheet, and his fingers were so hard that it seemed to be qualitatively dislocated.What was even more frightening was that something seemed to be drilling in his blood vessels, bulging and bulging.

Nan Jia didn't know what happened to Mo Yan, she looked at Mo Yan worriedly.

"go out"

Nan Jia didn't take Mo Yan's insults to heart. She asked, "What medicine do you need? Tell me, and I'll buy it for you."

Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia with bloodthirsty eyes, trying to scare her away.

Seeing Mo Yan's painful look, Nan Jia felt very distressed: "Shall I get you painkillers?"

Painkillers should ease Mo Yan's pain a bit.

When Nanjia opened the door, she saw little luotou standing at the door.

Mo Guangyang looked into the room, he also heard Mo Yan's shout just now.

How could Mo Yan let out such a painful cry?He was very curious about what happened to Mo Yan.

But Nan Jia closed the door directly, and then pushed Mo Guangyang out.

Nan Jia knew what kind of character Mo Yan was, and he didn't want others to see him in a mess.Don't hurt Mo Yan's dignity, Nanjia won't let Mo Guangyang into the house.

"He may have a bad stomach from eating today, and his stomach hurts. You go to bed first. Mom can take care of him."

Nan Jia pushed Mo Guangyang, pushed him away, and pushed him into Mo Guangyang's room.

It's not that Mo Guangyang likes to watch the excitement. Since he was pushed away, he is not curious either.

He didn't like Mo Yan in the first place, and he didn't care whether Mo Yan was sick or not.

Nan Jia took a cup of hot water, took out painkillers from the medicine box, and entered Mo Yan's room again.

Seeing Nanjia who came again, Mo Yan's irritability suddenly broke out, and he started to get angry: "Can't you understand human language? I'll let you go away."

Nan Jia said slowly: "I'm leaving, who will take care of you?"

The excruciating pain made Mo Yan's heart irritable, and he couldn't hide his instinct: "I don't need it".

"Okay, get up and take your medicine."

"Crack" Mo Yan directly smashed the cup in Nanjia's hand to the ground.

Nanjia sighed, this kid is really noisy.

She got up again and went outside to get a new cup, and before Nanjia could speak when she returned to her room, Mo Yan smashed the cup again.

Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan, who stared at Mo Yan as if saying 'what can you do to me'.

Nan Jia directly took out a painkiller and stuffed it into Mo Yan's mouth.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, some of Nan Jia's actions were unresponsive.

Nan Jia was extremely ruthless: "If you don't want to drink water, then swallow it dry."

After all, there are not many cups at home, and after being dropped by him, he couldn't drink water anymore.

"That's a painkiller, you'll feel better if you take some."

Mo Yan didn't resist anymore, he swallowed the pill.He was already exhausted from fighting the pain, and he would be even more tired from fighting Nanjia.

The painkillers still had some effect, Mo Yan felt less pain, and the hideous expression on his face disappeared.

But beads of sweat kept coming out of his forehead, looking at Mo Yan's reddish cheeks, Nan Jia put his hand on Mo Yan's forehead.

Mo Yan wanted to hide, but he didn't.

"You have a fever"

Mo Yan didn't say a word, he already knew that he would have a fever.

Nan Jia went to get Mo Yan to drink Tian Qian again, she poured Tian Qian into a small beaker, and put it near Mo Yan's mouth.Looking at Mo Yan who pursed his lips and refused to drink, Nan Jia threatened quietly: "If you don't take the initiative to drink, then I can only feed you, mouth to mouth!"

Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia angrily, his eyes were red, as if Nan Jia was his father-killing enemy.

With his cold and stern eyes, Nan Jia was not afraid at all.

The two confronted each other, Mo Yan finally opened his mouth and drank Tianqian.

Because Mo Yan felt that Nanjia was really likely to do such a disgusting thing as she said.And his child's body is too small to resist Nanjia.

Half an hour later, Nan Jia held a temperature measuring gun to Mo Yan's forehead, and his body temperature had become normal.

In less than 10 minutes, Mo Yan's face turned red, and he had a fever again.

Having just taken the medicine, Nan Jia got up and took out the ice cubes from the refrigerator. She wrapped them in a towel to physically cool down Mo Yan.

Mo Yan said coldly: "It's useless."

Nanjia ignored his words and went about her own business.

I ran out of ice cubes, and Mo Yan's fever still persisted.

Nan Jia wiped Mo Yan's body with wine again.

Mo Yan was so tormented by Nan Jia that he no longer wanted to speak.

Fortunately, Mo Yan's fever finally subsided.

Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia who was still sitting beside him, and asked, "Are you still leaving?"

"I'll leave when you fall asleep"

Mo Yan took a deep look at Nan Jia, is this person short-hearted?

She is not her biological child, but a person she just met for a day, why is she so patient?She didn't mind her cold face at all.And seeing her own strange disease, she didn't run away and came to take care of herself?

Mo Yan soon stopped thinking about it, because the pain hit again.

"what"

Seeing Mo Yan with a ferocious expression, Nan Jia didn't dare to touch Mo Yan, she asked, "Is there a way to survive?"

"No, it just hurts."

Because of the pain, Mo Yan clenched his hands tightly, and the palms of his hands were already bleeding.Nan Jia was afraid that his fingers would cramp, so she stuffed the towel into Mo Yan's hand.

Mo Yan tossed and tossed back and forth for an hour, and finally the pain subsided, and Mo Yan was drenched as if he had just been fished out of the water.Even the sheets and pillowcases were soaked.

"Go take a hot bath first, and I'll replace the sheets with new ones for you."

"Okay." Mo Yan obediently went to the bathroom.

After Nanjia changed, she went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl of instant noodles for Mo Yan.

As soon as he finished washing, Nan Jia brought out the noodles.

Nan Jia greeted Mo Yan: "Come over to eat, it hurts for so long, you must be hungry."

Mo Yan stared blankly at the steaming face, then walked over slowly and sat down.

Nan Jia pushed the meal in front of him: "Eat quickly, go to bed after eating."

Mo Yan saw the obvious scratches on Nanjia's hands, and his eyes narrowed.

The scratches on her hands were made by him when she stuffed a towel into her palms. He didn't do it on purpose, but he couldn't control it at the time.

Looking at the deep marks, he knew that he should have been very hard at that time, but Nan Jia was not angry, and she didn't even frown.

Nan Jia noticed Mo Yan's gaze, she waved her hand and said indifferently, "Don't worry, I'll just apply some iodophor later."

Mo Yan nodded, without speaking, he started to eat noodles.

He was a little quiet, Nanjia was afraid that he would feel guilty, she said: "You don't have to feel guilty, I am your mother, this is what I should do."

Mo Yan paused for a while to eat, and the trace of guilt in his eyes disappeared instantly.

(End of this chapter)