Chapter 1088 Mommy, I'm a Bit Cold...

It is impossible to say that there is no emotion at all.

It's just that at such a young age, he has seen such bloody facts.

Mu Yichen was also in great pain and found it hard to accept.

He couldn't believe that Mu Wanrou, who usually looked gentle, was actually one of the culprits behind this incident.

What's more, she didn't expect that she would be able to kill Grandpa!

How much does grandpa love her?

He simply regards her as the most precious thing in his heart, holding her in his hand for fear of falling, holding her in his mouth for fear of melting.

She actually poisoned his medicine bowl?

What a cruel heart! ?

In his innocent world, he never thought that a person's heart could be so vicious! ?

What makes him even more regretful is that for so many years, he has always regarded the thief as his mother.

For a while, I couldn't forgive myself!

I also have a lot of guilt towards Yun Shishi in my heart.

The man with the scar brought a bowl of porridge and handed it into the iron prison.

"Feed him a drink!"

He said, but there was no expression on his face.

Yun Shishi glanced at him vigilantly, and finally, her eyes fell on the bowl of porridge again, with suspicion in her eyes.

The man with the scar seemed to understand the suspicion in her heart, and said coldly: "Don't worry! It's not poisonous."

"Why?"

Yun Shishi frowned, becoming even more suspicious.

The friendliness shown by the man with the scar made her feel a little wary.

The man with the scar snorted coldly, but didn't speak.

This bowl of porridge was just cooked by his subordinates and was given to him. He didn't drink it himself and gave it to Yun Shishi.

He sat down on the chair again, lit a cigarette and smoked it.

After a while, he said: "Feed him to drink, otherwise, it will be cold!"

Yun Shishi pursed her lips, took the porridge bowl in one hand, and took a bite first.

After waiting for a while, until he didn't notice any uncomfortable reaction, he took a sip, helped Mu Yichen up with difficulty, and fed him.

Mu Yichen was half-conscious and half-conscious, so he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

Yun Shishi swallowed a mouthful, slowly covered his lips, and poured the porridge into his mouth.

"Gudu—"

A mouthful of warm porridge poured down his throat, and only then did he feel a little warmer in his body.

"Mommy..."

Mu Yichen's throat moved, and he called out in an obscure way.

"Mmm! Mommy is here, Xiao Yichen, Mommy will feed you porridge, okay?"

Mu Yichen struggled to open his eyes wider: "Mummy, do your injuries still hurt?"

He asked, his tone seemed a little anxious and eager.

Yun Shishi shook her head, endured her uneasiness and sadness and said, "Yichen is good, Mommy doesn't hurt, Mommy doesn't hurt..."

"Mommy, I'm a little cold..."

The flow of blood caused his body temperature to drop gradually.

Yun Shishi immediately hugged him tighter with distress.

"Is this still cold?"

"Hmm...it's a little cold..."

Xiao Yichen shivered in her arms.

The basement is cold and damp.

In addition, he bled a lot, so his hands and feet started to get cold.

Yun Shishi was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

The man with the scar pursed his lips, suddenly threw the cigarette on the ground, stomped it out hard, stepped forward, and threw the coat he was wearing into it.

Yun Shishi immediately took it and covered him.

The coat is thick and is a long trench coat.

Yun Shishi wrapped the windbreaker around him, and Mu Yichen's expression eased a little.

So, Yun Shishi fed him a bowl of porridge one after another.

Mu Yichen obediently drank the whole bowl of porridge, and his body temperature recovered a bit.

Yun Shishi hugged him so tightly, cuddling with him.