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C552 Surgery(2)

"Mummy's good child, tell Mummy what you want to eat." Jiajia lovingly touched his forehead. At such a young age, he already felt heartache. This son indeed did not have a hundred children. Jiajia said to herself rather comfortingly in her heart.

Who would have thought that Xiaomo's eyes turned and floated towards Chu Moyan who was on the other side of the hospital bed. He pointed at Jiajia and said loudly, "Mummy, do you remember what you promised me before entering the operating theater?"

This - Jiajia's small face flashed a trace of embarrassment. She turned around to look at Lan who was behind her, hoping that she could help her out. Who knew that the latter seemed to have sensed something and turned to look outside the window and did not intend to intervene.

Xiaomo's eyes rolled and turned. He approached Jiajia and said softly, "Mummy, don't tell me you don't keep your promise and lie to the child?"

Facing Xiaomo's straightforward question, she really could not say it out loud. "Got it. I'll go back and make dinner for you guys." After saying that, she picked up her bag and ran out of the room like a gust of wind. She was really afraid that the damned child wouldn't be able to resist saying something that would make her vomit blood.

The ward regained its peace. Chu Moyan tentatively asked Xiaomo who had succeeded in his evil scheme, "What did you, Mummy, promise you?"

Xiaomo and Lan looked at each other and smiled. They said in unison, "Help you chase your wife!"

Ahem, it was Chu Moyan's turn to be embarrassed. He really felt that being a man was a failure. He had fallen to the point where he had to rely on a kid who had not fully grown up to chase a woman. Ahem, what a shame.

When Jiajia came back again, there were already two more food boxes in her hands, and her expression finally returned to normal.

She placed one of them on Chu Moyan's bed, and took the other to sit down and prepare to feed Xiaomo.

Who knew that at this time, a hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere and snatched the food from her hands. It was Lan.

"Jiajia, don't forget that Moyan is our benefactor now. You have to serve him well, right? Xiaomo, let me feed him." Xiaomo stirred the egg and lean meat porridge in the lunchbox. It was Xiaomo's favorite.

Jiajia seemed to have seen Xiaomo's hinting encouragement, and there was still an ambiguous look in his eyes. Jiajia felt her scalp go numb when she saw it. She finally understood that these two people were probably planning to sell her.

Jiajia rolled her eyes speechlessly and walked towards Chu Moyan in the anticipation of the crowd.

Chu Moyan coughed lightly, "Jiajia, I can do it myself." Seeing Jiajia pouting unhappily, the more she looked, the cuter she became.

"Aiya, Mummy, you can't be biased. Uncle Moyan is like this because of me. Teacher said that one should know how to repay kindness." Xiaomo quickly took over the conversation. He was afraid that Mummy would think differently.

What else could Jiajia say? She could only glare at the culprit. The heat in the lunchbox was very high. Jiajia did her best to stir it for him. The heat was released and it was peaceful.

Chu Moyan's eyes were full of tenderness as he stared at the little woman who blew away the heat in front of him. He saw that she was very focused. Her beautiful eyelashes were like a small brush, flashing on the ground. She looked very pitiful.

Jiajia's eyes were tightly locked by Chu Moyan's tenderness and concentration. Her eyes were tightly locked. Jiajia lightly coughed and broke the charm, "Yes, quickly eat it."

Chu Moyan ate the spoon in front of him. He seemed to be enjoying it, wasn't he? This comfort was called at the price of blood.

On the other side, Xiaomo had already finished his porridge and was looking at the two of them with great interest.

After Xiaomo's surgery, Jiajia felt that the most she did was to serve Chu Moyan. Xiaomo always used other ways to get rid of him. For example, at this moment. "Mummy, I'm going to take an afternoon nap. Take Uncle Moyan out to bask in the sun. I won't be able to sleep if you guys stay here." Xiaomo had already turned over and laid down. He found a comfortable position. He waved his hand impatiently at them.

Alright, the world was big, and the patient was the biggest. Jiajia could only fiercely clench her teeth and go to the nurse station to find a wheelchair. She pushed Moyan out for a walk.

The sunlight in the courtyard was enchanting. The fallen leaves swept across the ground. A warm breeze blew over, bringing a cool breeze. The air was filled with a faint fragrance.

Jiajia was in a good mood and took a deep breath. It was as if the foul air in her lungs had been expelled. When the fallen leaves hit the two of them, they did not even know that the combination of beautiful men and beautiful women made a few people envious.

In the ward not far away, a small head peeked out from the window. He smiled slyly, it was precisely the Xiaomo who pretended to be asleep just now. He did not fall asleep. After spying on the military situation, Xiaomo laid back in his original position in a good mood. He was humming an unknown child's song and playing a game with his iPod in his hand. The poor Jiajia was once again cheated by her beloved son.

Jiajia pushed Chu Moyan forward and did not say anything along the way. Finally, she found a shelter and sat down.

No one spoke. Occasionally, the sound of the wind blowing and the rustling of leaves could be heard in the air.

In the end, Jiajia broke the awkwardness, "Yan, it's all thanks to you this time. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do." These words brewed in her chest for a long time. Jiajia said it very sincerely with a grateful tone.

"It's nothing. As long as you are happy." Chu Moyan helped Jiajia stroke her hair that was hung down by the wind. His voice carried a female unique to men and he could faintly smell the refreshing scent on his body.

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