The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1041 Will You Forgive Her?

Yan Zhixin hummed.

If she becomes soft-hearted because of his words, she will hit the wall!
Mo Junting's spirit was low, and he soon fell asleep again, only waking up in the morning.

Even if Yan Zhixin wanted to take care of him, she was powerless, and worried that he would continue to play his temper, so she patted her butt and went back to her ward.

The obstetrician was very nervous when she heard that she had spent the night with someone with a fever, fearing that she might catch the infection.

For pregnant women, even those with a miscarriage, a cold and fever are a big deal.

She quickly gave Yan Zhixin a full-body examination, and after confirming that her body was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief and ordered Yan Zhixin not to approach the patient again.

Even if the other party is Mo Junting.

Yan Zhixin stuck out her tongue embarrassingly, and obediently agreed.

The obstetrician didn't give up because of this, and called to lecture Mo Junting: "Do you men know the importance of confinement to women? If your body gets cold, catches the wind, or catches a cold, it will leave a lifetime of illness! Do you still want to let her get well?"

Yan Zhixin was dumbfounded.

This was the first time someone dared to insult Mo Junting like this!

However, Mo Junting is still a sick man.

She pleaded weakly: "He didn't mean it."

The obstetrician immediately turned to her and said, "Don't speak for him! As your man, if he doesn't even know how to think about this matter for you, what use is he?"

Yan Zhixin: "..."

After hanging up the phone, the obstetrician cursed angrily, "I haven't said anything about you yet. He doesn't know, and you don't know either? You don't know how to take care of your body, and you will cry when you get old."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

She already wanted to cry.

The obstetrician scolded her, and as soon as she walked out of the ward, Mo Junting called: "I'm sorry."

Yan Zhixin immediately softened her heart.

But thinking of what the obstetrician said, she stiffened decisively: "Oh."

The word "oh" is the most lethal at any time. Mo Junting was silent for a moment, and left a sentence: "Take a good rest."

Yan Zhixin thought that this matter was over.

In the end, when Ling Feng came back to check the wound routinely, he still scolded her bloody - because, he accidentally pulled the wound last night!
Yan Zhixin: "..."

Her grievances have nothing to say.

I don't know if Mo Junting listened to the obstetrician's words or what reason, Mo Junting didn't show up in the ward for the next two days.

I just heard from Ling Feng that his fever subsided.

Yan Zhixin relaxed, covered her face with the quilt, and fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already sunset, and there was an extra single sofa in front of the bed at some point. Mo Junting sat on the single sofa, pointing to his forehead with one hand and watching her, his expression focused as if he was looking at some rare treasure.

Yan Zhixin rubbed her eyes, and said blankly, "What's wrong with you?"

Seeing that she was awake, Mo Junting got up and sat on the edge of the bed, and helped her up: "Drink water?"

Yan Zhixin looked at him sideways: "What are your plans?"

Mo Junting poured water and handed it to her lips: "Drink some water first."

Yan Zhixin looked away, and took a sip of his hand.

Mo Junting put down his water glass, raised his hand and pulled her into his arms, staring at her with burning blue eyes: "Yanzhi, will you forgive my mother?"

Yan Zhixin pursed her lips.

Before that, she had thought about it.

In other words, between her and Mo Junting, there must be no escape from this problem.

(End of this chapter)