Chapter 212 Damn it, I’m your mother
Nan Jia turned on the light in the room, and the miserable look of Mo Yan on the bed suddenly came into Nan Jia’s eyes.
Mo Yan roared at Nanjia like a wild beast: "Get out."
Nan Jia was not frightened, she frowned and walked in the direction of Mo Yan.
Nan Jia saw Mo Yan's fingers clinging to the sheets tightly, as if his fingers were definitely dislocated. What's even more frightening is that there seems to be something drilling in his blood vessels, bulging one after another.
Nanjia didn't know what happened to Mo Yan, so she looked at Mo Yan worriedly.
“Get out”
Nanjia didn’t take Mo Yan’s abuse to heart. She asked, “What medicine do you need? Tell me and I’ll buy it for you.”
Mo Yan stared at Nanjia with his bloodthirsty eyes, trying to scare her away.
Looking at Mo Yan’s painful expression, Nan Jia felt very distressed: “Shall I get you some painkillers?”
The painkillers should alleviate Mo Yan's pain somewhat.
Nanjia opened the door and saw the little carrot head standing at the door.
Mo Guangyang looked into the room and he heard Mo Yan's shout just now.
Mo Yan could actually let out such a cry of pain? He was very curious about what happened to Mo Yan.
But Nanjia closed the door directly and pushed Mo Guangyang out.
Nanjia knew what kind of character Mo Yan was, and he didn't want others to see him in such a miserable state. Mo Yan's dignity cannot be hurt, Nan Jia will not let Mo Guangyang enter the house.
"He may have eaten badly today and has a stomachache. You should go to bed first. Mom will take care of him."
Nan Jia pushed Mo Guangyang and pushed him away. Pushed to Mo Guangyang's room.
Mo Guangyang didn’t like to watch the excitement, so since he was pushed away, he wasn’t curious either.
He didn't like Mo Yan in the first place, and he didn't care whether Mo Yan was sick or not.
Nanjia took a cup of hot water, took out painkillers from the medicine box, and then entered Mo Yan's room again.
Looking at Nan Jia coming over again, Mo Yan's irritability suddenly broke out, and he started to get angry: "Don't you understand human language? I told you to go away."
Nan Jia slowly said: "I'm gone, who will take care of you?"
The heartbreaking pain made Mo Yan furious, and he couldn't hide his true nature: "I don't need it."
"Okay, get up and take medicine quickly."
"Pah!" Mo Yan smashed the cup in Nan Jia's hand to the ground.
Nanjia sighed, this kid is really noisy.
She got up and went outside to get a new cup. When Nan Jia returned to the room, before Nan Jia could speak, Mo Yan broke the cup again.
Nan Jia looked at Mo Yan, who stared at her eyes as if to say, 'What can you do to me?'
Nan Jia directly took out a piece of painkiller and stuffed it into Mo Yan's mouth.
Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, unable to react to Nan Jia's actions.
Nan Jia is extremely ruthless: "If you don't want to drink water, just swallow it dry."
After all, there are not many cups at home, and after he threw two of them, he couldn't drink water. .
"That's a painkiller, take some and you'll feel better."
Mo Yan didn't resist anymore, he swallowed the pills. He was already exhausted from fighting the pain, and if he continued to fight Nanjia, he would be even more tired.
The painkillers still had some effect, and Mo Yan was no longer in so much pain, and the ferocious expression on his face disappeared.
But there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Looking at Mo Yan's slightly red cheeks, Nan Jia put his hand on Mo Yan's forehead.
Mo Yan wanted to hide, but he didn't.
“You have a fever”
Mo Yan didn’t say anything, he already knew he would have a fever.
Nan Jia went to get Tian Qian and gave it to Mo Yan to drink. She poured Tian Qian into a small beaker and put it on Mo Yan's mouth. Looking at Mo Yan who pursed his lips and refused to drink, Nan Jia threatened quietly: "If you don't take the initiative to drink, then I will have to feed you, mouth to mouth!" Mo Yan stared at Nan Jia angrily, his eyes It was red, as if Nanjia was his father-killing enemy.
Nan Jia was not afraid of his cold and stern eyes at all.
The two were facing each other, and Mo Yan finally opened his mouth and drank from Tian Qian.
Because Mo Yan felt that Nan Jia was really likely to do the disgusting things she said. And his child's body is too small to resist Nanjia.
Half an hour later, Nanjia held a thermometer gun to Mo Yan's forehead. His body temperature had become normal.
In less than twenty minutes, Mo Yan's face turned red and he had a fever again.
Having just taken the medicine and could no longer drink it, Nanjia stood up and took out the ice cubes from the refrigerator. She wrapped Mo Yan in a towel to physically cool him down.
Mo Yan said coldly: "It's useless"
Nan Jia ignored his words and was minding his own business.
The ice cubes ran out, but Mo Yan's fever didn't go away.
Nan Jia wiped Mo Yan’s body with wine again.
Mo Yan was so tormented by Nan Jia that he no longer wanted to speak.
Fortunately, Mo Yan's fever finally subsided.
Mo Yan looked at Nan Jia, who was still sitting next to him, and asked, "Aren't you leaving yet?"
"I'll leave when you fall asleep"
Mo Yan took a deep look at Nan Jia, is this person careless?
I am not her biological child, but a person I have just met for a day. Why is she so patient? She didn't mind her cold face at all. And seeing his strange disease, she didn't run away but she still came to take care of him?
Mo Yan soon stopped thinking about it because the pain hit him again.
“Ah”
Looking at Mo Yan with a ferocious expression, Nan Jia did not dare to touch Mo Yan. She asked: "Is there any way to survive?"
"No, I can only let the pain go."
Mo Yan clenched his hands tightly because of the pain, and his palms were already bleeding. Nanjia was afraid that his fingers would cramp, so she stuffed the towel into Mo Yan's hand.
Mo Yan tossed back and forth for an hour, and finally the pain dissipated. Mo Yan felt as if he had just been fished out of the water, and his whole body was soaked. Even the sheets and pillowcases were soaked.
"You go take a hot bath first, and I will change the sheets for you into new ones."
"Okay" Mo Yan went to the bathroom obediently.
After Nan Jia changed, she went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of instant noodles for Mo Yan.
As soon as he washed up, Nanjia brought out the noodles.
Nan Jia called to Mo Yan: "Come here to eat. It's been hurting for so long. You must be hungry."
Mo Yan was stunned for a moment when he looked at his steaming face, then he slowly walked over and sat down. Down.
Nan Jia pushed the rice in front of him: "Eat quickly, and go to bed after eating."
Mo Yan winced when he saw the obvious scratches on Nan Jia's hands.
The scratches on her hands were made by him when she stuffed a towel into her hands. He didn't mean it, he just couldn't control it at the time.
Looking at the deep marks, he knew that he should have used too much force at that time, but Nanjia was not angry, she did not even frown.
Nan Jia noticed Mo Yan's gaze, she waved her hand and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I will just apply a little iodine in a moment."
Mo Yan nodded without saying anything and started eating noodles.
He was a little quiet. Nanjia was afraid that he would feel guilty, so she said, "You don't have to feel guilty. I am your mother, and this is what I should do."
Mo Yan paused slightly while eating. , the trace of guilt in his eyes disappeared instantly.
(End of this chapter)