Chapter 923 Don't Blame Him for Being Cruel!

"Gong Mo's body is cold, so he needs to take good care of it. Although the child has a bad cold, there will be no sequelae, and he will be fine when he recovers. Gong Mo..." Yu Qingliu paused, "You have to take care of it carefully. You used to think about it Is it a fetus? Don’t think about it for now, it’s up to you whether your body can recover.”

Sheng Nanxuan's whole body trembled, as if someone had smashed hard on his back, causing all the bones in his body to fall apart.

He felt that he was going to be crushed, and it took a long time before he spoke, and said hoarsely: "Thank you uncle, I understand."

"Don't worry too much. It's just that your body is weak and needs careful care."

He nodded, stood up and wanted to leave, but suddenly remembered something else, and asked, "That friend of yours..."

Yu Qingliu froze, with a sad expression on his face: "His body will be cremated in a few days, and I will go there. After cremation, Zhu Di will take his ashes away. He has mercenary teammates abroad, and those friends Will hold his funeral."

"Judy?"

"His apprentice, a little girl, was the one who saved Huzi, otherwise Huzi wouldn't have a bad cold."

"I see." Sheng Nanxuan said, "When you go, remember to call me."

"good."

...

When Sheng Nanxuan returned to the ward, Gong Mo and Hu Zi were eating, and Ding Dang was by his side.

Ding Dang fed Hu Zi with a bowl, and teased him: "Am I a sister or an aunt?"

Huzi was sickly, with his mouth flattened, his shoulders drooping, and he didn't speak.

"Okay, I'm my aunt." Ding Dang felt bored, and fed him the porridge.

Sheng Nanxuan walked over, and Huzi called weakly: "Father..."

"Hey." Sheng Nanxuan agreed, and said to Ding Dang, "I'll come."

"Then I'll go first." Ding Dang handed him the bowl, bowed his head and said to Hu Zi, "Bye bye aunt~"

Huzi leaned against Gong Mo, blinked, and nodded after a while.

Gong Mo said hoarsely, "He's sick and doesn't want to move."

"I know, it will be fine in a few days." Ding Dang comforted, kissed Hu Zi on the cheek, and said to her, "You also have a good rest."

"Thank you, little aunt." Gong Mo smiled.

"Oh~" Ding Dang ran away shyly covering his face when he heard this address.

Sheng Nanxuan sat by the bed, stretched out his hand to touch the bib on Huzi's chest, and fed him.

Huzi ate two mouthfuls, sat up and leaned against him: "Father..."

He reached out and hugged him to his lap, and asked while feeding him, "What's wrong?"

"Beat the bad guys." Hu Zi said angrily.

Sheng Nanxuan paused, kissed the top of his head, and said hoarsely: "Okay..."

He looked up at Gong Mo, who was also looking at him with a dazed expression.

Seeing their appearance, he couldn't imagine what kind of suffering they had suffered!

Damn Huo Cheng! Doesn't he, as a president, not understand the truth that "his wife and children are worse than disasters"? That being the case, don't blame him for being cruel!

...

After dinner, Gong Mo sat on the bed and played with Hu Zi.

Huzi was still sick, not speaking or moving, but lying on the bed with the bottle in his arms, staring at her while drinking.

Gong Mo was not in the mood, and after teasing him for a while, he didn't want to move anymore.

He got up and pushed her worriedly: "Mom?"

"Is it okay to read with mother?" Gong Mo asked.

Huzi nodded, and reached out to touch the position of her throat.

Gong Mo smiled and said, "It will be fine in two days. Your words are so ugly now."

"Oh—" Hearing this, Huzi buried his face in embarrassment and got into the bed.