Hubby, Please Spare Me

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Shen Mochen thought for a while, and had a weird look on his face, reminding: "Let your mother not take a bath within 24 hours. Apply cold ice to the bruised areas, and then apply Yunnan Baiyao aerosol. You should have it at home. Twenty-four hours later, take a hot bath and soak for a while."

Yan Yan felt that his dad seemed to care about his mother-in-law.

"Oh." Yan Yan hung up the phone, went to Shui Miaomiao's door, and knocked on the door.

No one should.

He pushed the door in and saw Shui Miaomiao fainted on the ground.

Yan Yan's heart was immediately mentioned in his throat, and he thought of calling Shen Mochen without thinking.

"Dad, no, my mother-in-law fainted." Yan Yan said anxiously.

"I'm coming now." Shen Mochen put down his glass, picked up his clothes, and rushed outside.

"What's wrong, look at you rushing?" Lin Nanyu also put down his glass and asked with concern.

"I have to leave beforehand and ask you to drink another day." Shen Mochen said anxiously.

"It's raining outside, you carry an umbrella..."

Before Lin Nanyu finished his speech, he saw Shen Mochen rushing out of the door.

His eyes gradually dimmed, a lonely silhouette.

The phone just now was judged from Mo Chen's words, as if... a child called.

Is Shui Miaomiao's son?

*

Shen Mochen even ran through a few red lights and arrived at Yanyan's house in ten minutes, braved the rain and rushed into the corridor entrance.

Yan Yan heard the knock on the door, opened the door, and said with red eyes: "My mother fainted, as if she had a fever, she didn't wake up even if she screamed. What should I do?"

Shen Mochen ran to Shui Miaomiao's room, and did not know how much strength Yan Yan had used. He put Shui Miaomiao on the bed and covered his forehead with a wet towel.

Yan Yan remembered that he had a cold and fever before, and Shui Miaomiao did the same.

Shen Mochen put his hand on Shui Miaomiao's forehead and burned his hands hot.

"Yan Yan, it's raining outside, you are waiting at home." Shen Mochen explained.

"No, I don't worry about my mother-in-law. She has a good physique and never gets sick. Will she die this time?" Yan Yan wiped her tears.

"Don't talk nonsense, just have a fever." Shen Mochen looked at Yan Yan pitifully, and he was stubborn and firm.

He should be more concerned about Shui Miaomiao than anyone else.

Shen Mochen sighed softly, and said, "Then you hold an umbrella, don't let your mother rain again."

"En." Yan Yan went to get an umbrella, carrying Shui Miaomiao's bag and keeping up with Shen Mochen.

Shen Mochen hugged Shui Miaomiao and looked down at her in her arms. .

Shui Miaomiao was quiet and sleepy, her hands drooped unconsciously, her face was very bad, her lips were dry and white.

Shen Mochen frowned in distress.

He shouldn’t have left her on the road, and if he takes her home, she won’t get rain. There will be no fever.

What stupid thing did he do?

Shui Miaomiao likes Ye Lingyi, he knew it from the beginning.

Shen Mochen raised his eyes and didn't want these troublesome things.

He carried her into the car and drove to the hospital.

*

Shui Miaomiao had a high fever to forty degrees, and the bruise on his body was more serious than he had imagined, especially on his back.

Because he was wearing dark clothes, he had not discovered it before.

Shen Mochen remembered how she looked light and windy when she was in the car.

She was badly hurt, but she didn't show anything at all, and she smiled to please him.

Shen Mochen feels as if he is surrounded by a vine, and the tighter the tighter, the tighter the tighter, until the vine is embedded in the meat, and it is painful.

Shen Mochen looked at Shui Miaomiao's pale face with pity.

His cell phone rang.

Shen Mochen saw the caller ID and took the phone to answer it outside.