The man squatted on the ground, his deep eyes were fixed on the squatting woman in the night light.

She leaned against the corner of the wall, shrinking her body. Her thin body seemed smaller and smaller. He even felt that one of his palms could easily lift her up.

The woman kept raving, and he moved closer to hear what she said clearly, but after listening for a long time, he couldn't understand why.

It's just that she kept calling two words, mom.

From the bottom of the man's heart, there was a trace of disdain, how old he is, and he is still looking for his mother.

If you can't get used to it, you can't get used to it, he still carefully picked her up and brought her close to his arms.

"Wake up...Wake up, it's time to eat..." He patted her face.

But the man just patted her face, and the palm of his hand couldn't leave her face.

The man frowned, his palms were so hot, it was obvious that she had a fever.

Glancing at the porridge and the opened medicine bag, the man frowned. He just wanted her to reflect here, but he didn't expect to make her sick.

There was a rumbling thunder, followed by crackling lightning, and the bright lightning instantly illuminated the entire hut.

The man lowered his head and looked at the woman's face, which was unhealthily red. Her whole body was very hot, as if she was in boiling oil.

Not allowing him to think about it any longer, he brought the medicine bag forward, picked up the woman horizontally, turned around and walked towards the villa.

As soon as he walked out of the hut, the bean-sized raindrops fell with a clatter, and the air was filled with an earthy smell.

The man bowed his body, carefully protecting the woman in his arms.

By the time he ran into the living room and put the woman on the sofa, he was already drowned.

The man turned around and wanted to go into the bathroom to get a dry towel...

Unexpectedly, a small hand stretched out from the slanting stab and grabbed him upwards.

"Don't go...don't leave me...Mom..." The voice was soft, crying, and it sounded pitiful.

Mo Shi is so old, ever since he met this woman, embarrassing things have happened one after another, just like now, he can't move at all...

"Let go!" He gritted his teeth.

Looking down, where the woman grabbed, his entire face was black with ink.

Because that little hand was grabbing no other place, but his little brother. Through his pants, his spineless little brother was jumping up joyfully.

If it was normal, when others saw him growling, they would have been scared and disappeared long ago.

But this woman, when she was awake, opposed him, let alone in a coma, she didn't listen to his orders at all, but clung even tighter.

"Mom... I'm afraid... don't go!" Her eyes were closed, her big watery eyes were covered by long eyelashes, only her delicate eyebrows were wrinkling in pain: "Please , don't let go of my hand..."

Mo Shiqi's teeth were itchy, listening to her nonsensical words, why don't you let go?If he doesn't let go, he will be caught by her.

But he can't do anything now, he can only get closer to let the woman's hand relax slowly.

But her little hand was as stubborn as her own. No matter how he tried to break it, she would not let it go, but it became tighter and tighter.

President Mo's face was no longer described as black, it was already pale with pain, he really couldn't figure it out, she was the one who was punished, why is he the one who suffers now?

Pulling out his phone with difficulty, Mo Shi stood in a strange posture, and immediately dialed Yan Ruyu's number.

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