Plundering love: Mu Shao, please respect yourself

Chapter 872 Fu Sisi Has a Fever 2
Bai Chenfeng looked at the woman suspiciously, and then said in standard English in an unusually uncomfortable manner: "Sit down."

The blond woman was not annoyed, she just glanced at Bai Chenfeng coldly, and sat down slowly.

It was already half an hour later when Rhett came back with the doctor.

"Doctor Daniel, how is my wife?" Mu Chenmo stood by the bed, speaking fluent British English.

The doctor took the stethoscope away from Fu Sisi's chest, turned to look at Mu Chenmo, with a solemn expression, "The fever is 39.8 degrees, and the tonsils are slightly inflamed. Since I am pregnant, I can't take too strong western medicine. I may need to use a British medicine." The side recipe is that the taste is not very good."

Mu Chenmo was startled for a moment, then looked at a certain woman on the bed who was flushed.

"I hope nothing goes wrong."

"Okay, Mr. Mu."

The doctor responded, took the prescription slip and began to write prescriptions.

Seeing that all the medicinal materials were traditional Chinese medicine, Mu Chenmo heaved a sigh of relief.

After the doctor finished prescribing the medicine, Mu Chenmo handed the prescription to Bai Yehan, "Tell me to take these medicines, and then ask about the efficacy."

As Mu Chenmo said, he pointed to the 'Houttuynia cordata' on the prescription.

Bai Yehan nodded lightly, looked at Fu Sisi on the bed with distress, and quickly went out to buy.

After Rhett sent the doctor out, the waiter at the front desk just brought the ingredients.

Looking at Mu Chenmo who was in a hurry in the room, Bai Chenfeng curled his lips, walked to the sofa and took the tablet computer into the kitchen.

He searched for health porridge, looked at the ingredients, and decided to make shredded chicken porridge.

Even though he had never been in the kitchen, he really felt sorry for Mu Chenmo.

After all, one person has to take care of Fu Sisi and cook porridge at the same time, how can he take care of it.

Just when he was thinking like this, Mu Chenmo's deep and magnetic voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"

Bai Chenfeng, who was washing rice, stiffened his back, and when he turned his head to look at Mu Chenmo, he saw his eyes falling on the stool under his feet.

So, Bai Chenfeng smiled awkwardly, "Scumbag, I just want to do something for you."

"I will do it myself."

When the undoubted words blurted out, Mu Chenmo had already walked quickly to the side of the pool, and hugged Bai Chenfeng off the stool.

"Actually, I can really help." Bai Chenfeng recommended himself.

"No need." Mu Chenmo's voice was hoarse, and then he began to wash the rice.

Bai Chenfeng stood behind Mu Chenmo, moved his lips, and said in a low voice: "Scumbag, I... Maybe Liu Yan will go back to Italy after I go back this time. Probably... I will be away from you and Mommy for a long time , so... I just want to help you guys."

Mu Chenmo's action of washing the rice paused for a moment, then when he turned his head, he saw Bai Chenfeng's dark eyes as dazzling as stars.

He blinked at himself, his eyes were clear, but there was a look of expectation on his little face of Aokiji.

"What do you mean?" Mu Chenmo's thin lips parted slightly, and he paused every word: "You are my son."

"I know." Bai Chenfeng nodded dully, with a warm current in his heart, "But... I promised him that I would go back to Italy and exchange it with the same price."

"I'll help you."

"No need." Bai Chenfeng waved his hand, "Scumbag, maybe with your care, I will thrive. But... I am a man, I will do what I say."

Mu Chenmo was silent, and looked at him steadfastly, his eyes like cold pools were shining with reluctance and complexity that he himself had never realized.

(End of this chapter)