Lie Ying: All the villains in my family have been reborn

Chapter 3 Three Cute Babies 2
Maybe she was pushed soberly, or maybe it was the child's voice that gave her some strength to support her.

In a daze, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a few small figures shaking in front of him with narrow and blurred vision.

"Mom, wake up."

That inarticulate, cute voice.

"Mom drinks the medicine, and it doesn't hurt anymore."

It was the voice of that 'sister', "Brother has prepared the medicine for you, mom, be good, drink it before going to sleep."

Wen Nian swallowed, a dry sting came from his throat.

Her head seemed to be entangled with a rope, so that her swollen eyes could not be opened at all, and the eyeballs under the eyelids looked around quietly.

It's just that the vision is too blurry to see clearly.

"Mom, drink some water."

A slightly calmer childish voice, and one arm stretched under her neck, lifting her heavy head vigorously.

A steaming bowl was brought to his lips.

Wen Nian instinctively opened his mouth and took two sips.

The clear water entered the throat, and the whole person felt much more comfortable, and the pain in the body seemed to be relieved a lot.

Even the feeling of being suffocated to the point of dying before is not so serious anymore.

Only then did her vision become completely clear, and she quietly observed the three little radish heads in front of her.

The boy closest to her was about six or seven years old, with a thin body, dark skin, a tight little face, and worried and heartbroken eyes.

After feeding her water, the child looked at her worriedly: "Mom, drink the medicine first and then drink water, okay?"

"I'll feed you medicine."

The six or seven-year-old boy was still struggling to support her head with one arm, and handed the water bowl to the four or five-year-old girl.

The little girl quickly took it and put it aside, then carefully brought another bowl.

In the bowl is a dark soup exuding a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine: "Mom is not bitter, drink the medicine obediently."

The child is also worried that the mother thinks the medicine is too bitter and does not want to drink it.

The boy took the medicine bowl with one hand: "Mom, Sheng'er will feed you."

"Drink the medicine, and the wound on your body will heal."

hurt?
The word is obviously the key.

Wen Nian felt the current body, the pain did not come from the transfer of the lungs and five internal organs that were not treated by medicine and stone.

Instead, it hurts everywhere inside and outside the body.

There was tearing pain even on the face and head, and something seemed to be tied around the mouth.

I can't even open my mouth.

Only now did she realize that she was not seriously ill, but seriously injured.

It's just that she didn't even have the slightest impression of how the injury came about.

"Mom, drink it quickly. After drinking the medicine, I'll give you this candy."

The four or five-year-old girl spread out her small hands, and there was a sticky fruit candy in her palm.

It was so sticky that the words on the candy paper could not be read clearly.

"Mom, drink."

A child less than two years old, with a baby voice and slurred words, added, "Drink the medicine, it won't hurt."

Facing the three cute and well-behaved cubs, Deng Wennian was filled with deep love and a little bit of bewilderment.

But deep down, there was some relief.

She didn't know where this comfort came from, it just popped up inexplicably.

"Mom drink."

Although she doesn't know how she became the mother of three children, Deng Wennian is not hypocritical when faced with three pairs of clear eyes.

It was difficult to spit out these words.

While speaking, he raised his hand to take the bowl from the child.

Just as he was about to move his hand, a piercing pain hit his body.

"Sigh~"

Deng Wennian couldn't hold back, and gasped.

"Mom, don't move around, just let Sheng'er feed you."

Hearing the sound of her breathing, the six or seven-year-old boy's eyes flashed with heartache, "Just drink from my hand."

(End of this chapter)