Young Master Mo’s Gentle Kiss: Wife, Won’t You Accept It?

That's what Wen Yi thought in his mind, but even though the man reached out his hand to support the wall, he didn't stop or make a further performance, but went to the door and opened the door and walked out.

As soon as the door opened and closed, she was the only one left in the apartment, so quiet that she could hear her breathing.

he's gone.

After Wen Yi stood for five minutes, the nerves in her whole body slowly relaxed, and it was only at this moment that she realized that she had been tense just now.

Suddenly I got up, not knowing what I should do, but in vain, I remembered that the man went to eat.

Then go eat.

She finally moved and walked towards the dining room.

There were two thermal insulation boxes on the dining table, she unscrewed them casually, and the fragrance was immediately pungent, which easily aroused her appetite.

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Mo Shichen didn't expect that the few pushes Wen Chang had made were not as heavy as he did when he started, but he seemed inexplicably unable to withstand it. He already needed to support the wall to stabilize his body when he was in the elevator. After waiting for the elevator, I felt dizzy.

Finally walked to the parking lot.

As soon as the driver's sight touched him, he hurriedly got out of the car, and hurriedly ran towards him to support the man who was supposed to be tall and tall, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Shichen did not refuse the driver, put his hand on his arm, and said lightly, "Go back to the manor, call Mama Su, and ask her to contact the doctor and go there and wait."

"Good prince."

When Mo Shichen returned to the manor, it was basically out of a state of strong support. The private doctor was already waiting. After returning to the master bedroom, he quickly took off his clothes and untie the bandage to monitor his injuries.

The doctor frowned. If it weren't for the man's identity that he could reprimand, he might have been furious at this moment.

I have never seen such a disobedient, disobedient and disrespectful patient!

He suppressed his temper and asked, "Grandpa, how did your injury make it like this?"

Mo Shichen closed his eyes and replied carelessly, "I accidentally bumped into it."

The doctor can only endure, and after re-wrapping the neat medicine, he said worriedly, "My son, your injury has not healed and been injured. You have been injured a few times. It is very delayed for recovery and recovery. You know when it will be better, and you must stay in bed for two days to recuperate, and you must not make it more serious."

He hummed faintly.

The doctor packed up his things and left with a sigh.

Mother Su had been by her side, and she was about to leave when she saw this, but before she left she asked, "Master, have you eaten dinner?"

The man answered indifferently, "No."

Obviously the driver asked her to prepare two dinners. Mother Su didn’t have to think about it and guessed that it was probably the eldest son who had a conflict with Miss Wen again, so she didn’t eat, so she said, "Then I will let the kitchen I will prepare another one for you, and I will serve it later?"

"No," he said calmly, "I have no appetite, go out, I'm tired and want to rest."

Mother Su still wanted to persuade, but seeing the man's face and temperament so alienated that she didn't dare to approach, she nodded and quietly walked out and turned off the bedroom light before closing the door.

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One night passed.

Wen Yi didn't sleep well. He seemed to be in light sleep all the time. He had one after another bizarre dreams. When he woke up, he was more tired than not sleeping, and he was too tired.

Mo Shichen slept worse, chaotically, waking up and sleeping. Although the chest injury was not a heart-piercing or unbearable pain, the pain was still indistinct like a candle burn.

Until 8 o'clock in the morning, he had not gone to eat breakfast after the usual breakfast time. Mother Su watched the time and waited for about half an hour. She was worried and knocked on the door—he went to bed early last night. According to the usual work and rest habits, it should be started.

No one answered after knocking for a minute, so Mother Su reluctantly unscrewed the door and went in.

The man was still lying on the bed, his eyes closed and his breathing was heavy.

"Grand Prince, Grand Prince?"

Mother Su whispered as she approached, and her already worried mood was even more startled when she walked to the bed. The man was still asleep, his expression was uncomfortable, especially the fine details on his forehead. Dense sweat even wetted her short black hair.

Have a fever?

Mother Su reached out and touched his forehead lightly. She really felt a piece of hotness. She screamed in a low voice, turned around and trot downstairs to call the doctor.

Half an hour later, the private doctor from last night hurriedly arrived.

As soon as Wen Yi arrived at the company, she just put down her bag and received a call from the manor. She looked at the caller ID and didn't want to answer it, but she was awkward to answer it.

Before I said anything, I heard Mother Su hurriedly speak, "Mrs...."

She really didn't understand why Su's mother called her wife so persistently.

"how can I help you?"

"Can you come back to see the grandson? He went out yesterday and didn't know what happened. He said he hit a wound. When he came back, his injury worsened and he fell asleep without eating... I didn't wake up in the morning, or I was worried about something wrong. I went up and took a look. I called the doctor just now and said it was a high fever caused by the worsening of the injury. The fever was very severe."

Wen Yi hadn't sat down, put his hand without a mobile phone on the desk top, curled his fingers unconsciously.

She pursed her lips and said after several seconds, "Did the doctor say it is serious?"

"It's much more serious than last time, because the wound has split open again and again, and the high fever is also a problem. Now the body is weak and the immune system is weakened. The doctor said that it will not be better for a while.

Wen Yi held the phone, his mood was disturbed.

She didn't know if these words of Su's mother were true, or the man motioned to her to say so, in order to win sympathy, anyway, he was already familiar with driving, and now she felt that this was the story of the wolf coming.

But the tone and mood of Su’s mother did not seem to be acting. Mo Shichen was always good to the servants. Su’s mother was old and childless, and she always cared about them...

She closed her eyes and made her voice sound very low, "If it's serious, go to the hospital. Don't leave any sequelae."

"Are you...but come?"

Wen Yi said in a low voice, "I'm in the company, I have to go to work and can't spare time."

Mother Su sighed and looked very disappointed. Knowing that persuasion would be of no use, she couldn't help but say, "If you have time, I hope you can come and have a look... You can also come after work. Ever since you left the manor, I always feel that Grandpa is very unhappy."

Wen Yi did not speak.

"Then I won't bother you, just hang up."

"Ok."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yi put the phone down, still did not sit down, frowning, another burst of unspeakable upset blocking her breath.

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