In Mo Jinhua's opinion, his son likes men, that's fine.

After all, ask yourself, if Yu Qingyan was a man, he would definitely follow him. He just likes the way his wife beats him.

However, Mo Li must be the one above to have their Mojia man style.

Can White City win him?

It's not that he looks down on Baicheng, that's why he really can't win.

"It hurts." He quickly held Bai Cheng's hand and whispered in Bai Cheng's ear.

Mo Li covered her waist with a bitter face. Seeing Yu Qingyan still looking at herself, she quickly said, "Mom, I'm really fine, you don't have to worry."

"You've been suffering for so many years, how could you suddenly be all right?" Yu Qingyan's eyes were sharp, and he naturally saw the little movements under the quilt of the two of them, but he was still rational and didn't see it. Asked at the bedside:

"I know we are worried, but don't take my own body seriously? Don't say anything, stop the medicine without saying a word?"

Although Yu Qingyan's tone was not very severe, and he held his chin in a reserved manner when he spoke, he was not fierce, but his momentum was enough to give people a heavy pressure.

Mo Li didn't say anything after hearing this, but Bai Cheng was in a trance.

It turns out that Mo Li's health has always been bad, has it been uncomfortable for many years?

Recalling that Mo Li brought him breakfast every day, helped him with his homework, and helped him solve problems at home. All the memories were that Mo Li was good to him.

He doesn't know anything and has done nothing for Murray.

Uncontrollably, she clenched her hands under the quilt, and didn't even have the courage to look up at Mo Li.

The aura was suppressed, and he calmly replied:

"I just don't think it's necessary to eat."

Full of confidence and integrity.

Yu Qingyan was speechless. In the end, he still prefers Mo Li and won't beat people, otherwise Mo Ming's **** would have bloomed long ago.

She hadn't been this close to Mo Li for a long time, but perhaps it was her mother's instinct, and she began to ramble on telling Mo Li to pay attention to her body and the like.

Mo Li's mouth twitched as he listened patiently.

Mo Ming, who had just returned, turned around and left as soon as he heard Yu Qingyan's nagging.

He was the only one who had been reprimanded by his mother before, and now his brother can finally help him share it, but it's not too late to be happy.

Mo Jinhua has no interest in educating children at all. Seeing Yu Qingyan start a long talk, she just found a reason and slipped away.

Morley is here to be trained.

Oh, and the wrecked pond fish in Baicheng.

"City."

Baicheng was in a trance when he suddenly heard Qingyan calling him, he quickly looked up and looked over suspiciously, "What's wrong? Auntie."

Yu Qingyan sighed, seeing Mo Li's righteous appearance, he didn't seem to be able to explain honestly, his tone calmed down, looking at Bai Cheng, "Do you know how long he hasn't taken medicine? "

Baicheng was stunned for a moment, he didn't know what medicine Mo Li was taking, and his self-blame was almost maximized, and he quickly shook his head in shame.

He thought he knew Mo Li well, but if it wasn't for Mo Li's coma this time, he might never have known that Mo Li's previous headache was an adverse reaction caused by the sudden withdrawal of medicine.

At this moment, there was a sudden warmth on his cold hand. He raised his eyes and met Mo Li's somewhat suspicious gaze.

Mo Li naturally noticed Baicheng's depression, but he didn't think of the reason for a while, thinking that Baicheng was uncomfortable.

Baicheng withdrew his hand without making a sound.

At the same time, Yu Qingyan also thought that Mo Li had to hide from Bai Cheng that he was unconscious, and he would definitely not let Bai Cheng know that he was taking medicine.

Don't blame Baicheng, finally stopped nagging, got up and pressed the button in front of the bed, and called the doctor.

Then the medicine was prescribed, which was delivered by the nurse in the inpatient department.

It will take about two months to fully recover.”

Just as the doctor finished speaking seriously, Mo Li smiled gracefully and gracefully, but retorted with displeased words written all over his face:

"I don't eat."

Unfortunately, both the doctor and Yu Qingyan took this as a deaf ear, and soon a nurse came and put the medicine and warm water on the bedside table.

Yu Qingyan saw the resistance on Mo Li's face and looked helpless, and said, "These medicines are similar to supplements. If you eat them well, you will not have headaches in the future."

Mo Li stared at the medicine on the table as if staring at some enemy, and quickly concealed his emotions, muttering in a low voice, "What medicine am I taking well?"

"You won't be lying in the hospital now if you are fine." Yu Qingyan said lightly.

She didn't know that Mo Li didn't like taking medicine. After all, Mo Li never asked or said anything when he was in front of them before, and he didn't speak much.

Seeing how close Baicheng and Mo Li were, she didn't stay here to continue making light bulbs, got up and patted her pants, glanced at Baicheng and said, "Little Li is taking medicine. I'll leave it to you, Chengcheng, stare at him, and if he dares to stop taking the medicine without authorization, you can tell me."

Seeing Bai Cheng nodding obediently, she was even more satisfied, patted Mo Li on the shoulder and turned to go out.

Bai Cheng didn't know how to disintegrate the self-blame in his heart. He didn't look at Mo Li, he sat directly on Mo Li's body without paying attention. Murray takes medicine.

Whoever likes to eat will not take medicine.

"Eat it is good for your health." Bai Cheng neglected Mo Li before, of course he won't let him hurt his body again, he said firmly.

Seeing Baicheng's resolute attitude, Mo Li could only delay the time hesitantly and said, "Can't I eat it later?"

Baicheng's response was to raise his chin with one hand and force feed.

Poor Mo Li was behind the bed, and there was no way to go back. Looking at Bai Cheng's thin clothes, he was reluctant to really push people away, so he could only be dragged by Bai Cheng's chin. In the beginning, he looked like a pitiful being slaughtered by others.

"I really don't want to take medicine." Weakly looked at the medicine in Baicheng's hand and made the last struggle, "Acheng, I really don't want to."

In fact, Bai Cheng's heart has softened, and he told himself that he couldn't really follow Mo Li's intentions, and firmly pressed Mo Li's lips and stuffed the capsule into it.

"Brother—"

Mo Ming pushed the door and came in just at this moment, watching his brother being forced by Bai Cheng on the bed for a moment, the smile froze on his face, he only felt that the sky was falling apart, the end of the world.

Yuan, so his brother is the one below!

?

The eyes looking at Bai Cheng now are not right.

Mentioning a sentence of Bai Ge Niu, very winking backhand closed the door and exited the room.

After going out, he thought about it, his brother was frail and ill, and he was always losing his temper. He really looked like a difficult eldest lady.

Suitable!

Happily ran to tell Mo Jinhua about it, and Mo Jinhua got a blast.

"What can't you do, kid, gossip is the first." Mo Jinhua rolled his eyes, glanced at Yu Qingyan, and said with dignity: "Your brother is all above and below. His freedom, what do you do with so much!"

I muttered in my heart that this stinky boy Mo Li is really shameful.

Mo Ming grimaced, looked at Yu Qingyan, saw Yu Qingyan also nodded and said, "Your dad is right."

"Of course." What a shame the brat!

Mo Jinhua raised her head proudly.

When Bai Cheng was disturbed by Mo Ming, he quickly got off Mo Li and said with a cold expression, "I'll watch you take medicine in the future."

Then he went to the corner of the bed by himself, no matter what Mo Li said, he didn't seem to be in good spirits.

"Why am I still angry even after taking the medicine obediently?" Mo Li leaned over and rubbed his hands pitifully.

Baicheng glanced at him, in fact, he was angry with himself.

For the first time, he has always been arrogant and has the idea that he is not worthy of Mo Li.

I don't know how to talk to Mo Li, and I don't know how to open myself up. In the end, I can only live a sullen life alone.

This situation even continued to make up classes during the holidays.

They only have ten days off during the Spring Festival, and they have to make up classes throughout the winter vacation.

Mo Li was lying on the table, tugging at Bai Cheng's sleeves, and when he saw him looking over, he said cautiously:

"I will make your favorite pumpkin soup at noon today, okay?"

Bai Cheng pursed the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

Mo Li's grievance was almost written on his face, and he turned his head with a snort, "If you don't eat, you won't eat."

Then after two seconds, she looked over and said, "Then... do you like the tenderloin?"