High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

"Haoyi was able to be rescued, you, as a mother, have paid no less than others."

Bao Sicheng looked down at her haggard face from staying up all night, and reached out to gently brush Sheng Mingzhu's hair behind her ears.

"I heard them say that you haven't closed your eyes for several days in Medicine Mountain, and you have been researching the antidote to the KHS toxin. You have done well enough. You saved our son's life."

Sheng Mingzhu also knew that the other party was trying to comfort her, but she still felt better in the end.

If Bo Haoyi's life is not saved this time, she may blame herself for the rest of her life, and she will never be able to forgive herself.

"Mom, mom," Bo Haoyi carefully wiped the dusty instruments in the laboratory that haven't been used for a long time, then turned around and ran out to hold his mother Sheng Mingzhu's hand, "Didn't you say you want Teach me how to make Zhuancao potion, teach me quickly, teach me quickly!"

Sheng Mingzhu was amused by her son, and looked at Bao Sicheng who was standing beside him helplessly and dotingly, and followed the baby into his small laboratory.

The potion for teaching him how to make Zhu'an grass was something she casually agreed to coax him to take the medicine obediently when Bo Haoyi was recuperating.

She didn't expect that this little guy really took this matter to heart, and just after he was discharged from the hospital and returned home, he was clamoring to learn how to make this potion.

You can't go back on what you promised, not to mention that this is still a promise to your precious son.

Naturally, Sheng Mingzhu did what she said, and before she even had time to drink a sip of water, she began to guide Bo Haoyi to start the experiment study.

The little guy is talented and has suffered a lot, and he is extraordinarily focused and serious when learning things, which sometimes impresses the grown-up Sheng Mingzhu.

She had to admit that Bo Haoyi's talent in this area was even higher than some graduate students who had studied under the old professor for two or three years in the laboratory.

If the child can continue to develop this ability, his future achievements in the medical field may be higher than his own.

Sheng Mingzhu also felt very gratified in her heart, after all, someone could inherit her mantle, and she was also very happy that this medical ethics and heart of saving lives could continue.

The mother and son were talking and laughing in the laboratory, and Bao Sicheng, who was thrown aside by his beloved wife and precious son, could only work hard in the kitchen to prepare dinner for them.

Although he still couldn't help being jealous that his son occupied Sheng Mingzhu and ignored him, but when he thought that the baby had gone through such a catastrophe, he stopped saying anything and let the other party occupy Sheng Mingzhu to enjoy Looking forward to this rare time with my mother.

Bao Sicheng worked hard in the kitchen for a long time before he cooked a table full of sumptuous dishes.

He wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, and walked to his son Bo Haoyi's laboratory, where he saw the two of them sitting side by side, concentrating on discussing medical issues.

"Okay, okay, I think the eyes of both of you mother and son are about to fall into the test tube," Bao Sicheng walked to them with a smile, bowed his head and kissed Sheng Mingzhu's face, then reached out to touch it Bo Haoyi's little head said, "It's already time for dinner, you two haven't noticed it yet, come out and wash your hands and prepare to eat."

Bo Haoyi was still thinking about his Zhu'an grass reagent, and looked at the utensils on the table reluctantly.

But he is also very sensible and knows how to measure. After hesitating for half a minute, he finally put down the things on his hands, obediently followed his parents out of the laboratory, and went to the kitchen to wash his hands.

Bo Sicheng's cooking skills are not bad. After all, cooking at home was indispensable when he was with Sheng Mingzhu. What's more, he took care of the baby alone for three years. Second.

Sheng Mingzhu ate this familiar taste, and felt a little relieved in her heart. She felt that the matter of Bo Haoyi being injected with toxin could finally come to an end, and their lives could finally return to the peace of the past.

Those days of ups and downs and times of constant disputes in the prosperous empire made her suffer a lot. On the contrary, such an ordinary life has become what Sheng Mingzhu desires most.

Although Bo Haoyi had just recovered from a serious illness and was still young, his appetite was no less than that of the two adults. He opened his mouth and stuffed a whole piece of boiled meat into his mouth with a whimper, eating better than anyone else. They all look delicious.

"Eat slowly so you don't choke," Sheng Mingzhu looked at his wolfish appearance, and knew that he was suffocated by eating a light diet all day in the hospital, so she reached out and picked up a tissue to wipe him At the corner of his mouth, "you have to have a taste when you eat, otherwise others will laugh at you when they see it."

It seemed that Bo Haoyi hadn't eaten the dishes made by his father for a long time, so he stuffed his mouth full, looked at his mother bulging, and smiled embarrassedly.

"If he wants to eat, let him eat more. He has lost a lot of weight during his stay in the hospital." Bao Sicheng stretched out his hand and pinched the little guy's cheek, but he still couldn't help but tell him to eat less. "The flesh on the face is gone."

"Nonsense, there is no flesh on his face, his face is as round as an apple."

Sheng Mingzhu knew that Bo Sicheng felt sorry for the wronged child, but she still couldn't help but patted the back of the other's hand and joked a few words.

After eating, Bo Haoyi stayed by his mother's side again, nestling in Sheng Mingzhu's arms like a small animal.

His eyes seemed to be inseparable from the other party for a moment, he wanted his mother to bathe him, and he also wanted the other party to tell him fairy tales before going to bed.

Ever since knowing that she is his biological mother, Bo Haoyi has been very clingy to her. Although Sheng Mingzhu knows that she can't spoil the child too much, she still can't help but follow his will.

After all, the things that Bo Haoyi endured were not something an ordinary child should have to face.

He has suffered too much and suffered too much grievance, which makes Sheng Mingzhu, a mother, feel a little bit unbearable.

After cleaning up the leftovers on the table, Bao Sicheng worked hard enough to wash the dishes and put them back in the cupboard. He provided one-stop service for cooking, cooking and washing dishes.

After he finished all this, he turned around and saw his precious son stuck to Sheng Mingzhu's body like a piece of dog skin plaster, and the jealousy in his heart was gurgling.