One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

Nan Xiang became even more worried after hearing what Yan Shaofeng said: "Mr. Yan, Xiaoyun is pregnant, and she can't take many medicines." The child in Xiaoyun's belly is Mo Jinghui's. She would never agree to have an abortion, but these psychiatric drugs may have a great impact on the fetus.

Yan Shaofeng nodded and said, "Madam, I understand your anxiety, but don't worry, I will arrange some medicines for her that will have less impact on the fetus. The fetus is still young. If Xiaoyun doesn't use medicine to control her condition, I'm afraid she won't be able to wait until the baby is born. If her condition relapses, she may hurt anyone, including herself."

Nan Xiang became even more anxious after hearing this: "Mr. Yan, Xiaoyun's lover passed away, which was a big blow to her. She is already very miserable and desolate after losing her lover. You must cure her illness and let her give birth to the child smoothly."

Nan Xiang was worried that Xiaoyun would not be able to survive without the support of this child.

Yan Shaofeng gave her a confident smile: "Madam, don't worry. I have seen many patients like her. As long as she takes medicine on time, you have time to care for her, chat with her, and enlighten her more. The condition will be under control soon."

Nan Xiang was finally not so worried anymore, and said with gratitude: "Mr. Yan, thank you." As a psychologist, he must have a lot of patients who made appointments with him. After he received Gao Feiyang's call, he immediately rushed here to help Xiaoyun with her treatment. It was really rare.

Yan Shaofeng looked at his watch and said gently, "Madam, you're welcome. Feiyang's friends are my friends. I'm going back to prepare medicine for Xiaoyun. You can call me anytime if you have anything."

"Okay, butler, show the guest out." He must be very busy, and Nan Xiang was embarrassed to keep him here any longer, so she asked the butler to see the guest out.

After watching Yan Shaofeng leave, Nan Xiang sat down. Just as she was about to drink some water, she saw Qiao Bosi coming with Xiao Wei. She couldn't help but frowned. It seemed that she had heard the news and wanted to come and watch the show.

Sure enough, as soon as Qiao Bosi arrived, he said in a sarcastic tone: "This Xiaoyun is so unlucky. The man she loved most died, and she got such a weird disease. How will she live in the future? The most pitiful one is the child in her belly, who has a crazy mother. If it were me, I would definitely not reincarnate here."

Nan Xiang glared at her coldly: "Qiao Bosi, Xiaoyun is already pitiful enough, could you stop making sarcastic remarks here?" If Xiaoyun heard it, she would be very upset. It would be better for Qiao Bosi to disappear from her sight forever.

Qiao Bosi raised her eyebrows and said arrogantly, "Xiaoyun and I share the same man. Jinghui has something wrong, and as the eldest sister, I should take good care of her. But you, you have nothing to do with Xiaoyun, but you are always pointing fingers here. Do you know that you are annoying?"

Nan Xiang said coldly: "Same here, I hate you too. Mo Jinghui is your man. Before he died, why didn't he call you and ask you to take care of Xiaoyun? Instead, he called me and asked me to take care of Xiaoyun. Shouldn't you reflect on yourself?"

Qiao Bosi's face suddenly darkened. Before Mo Jinghui died, he called everyone except her. This loser was useless as a human being and even as a ghost. She would never forgive him.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and said sarcastically, "Whether I should reflect on myself or not is none of your business, but Jinghui must be regretting asking you to take care of Xiaoyun. If you hadn't asked someone to fix the window for no reason and frightened Xiaoyun, she wouldn't have been frightened into a mental illness. It's you who caused her illness."

Nan Xiang's heart suddenly sank. She was indeed not thorough enough in this matter. She should have asked someone to take Xiaoyun away first before letting the housekeeper come to do the work. The workers' banging and hammering really scared Xiaoyun. She was to blame and her heart was filled with regret.

She opened her mouth and was about to say something when an angry voice suddenly came from the entrance of the hall: "Nanxiang, is what Bai Si said true? Did you cause Xiaoyun's illness?"

Nan Xiang looked up immediately and saw Mr. Mo walking in from outside with red and swollen eyes, a haggard face and a hint of anger on his face. He was originally dealing with Madam Cha's funeral, and when he heard that Xiaoyun was in trouble, he hurried over to take a look.

Mo Jinghui is gone, and Qiao Bosi gave birth to a daughter. If Xiaoyun is pregnant with a boy, he can succeed Jinghui, so nothing must happen to her and the child.

Nan Xiang was originally unwilling to explain to Qiao Bosi, but seeing that Master Mo had misunderstood her, she put her hands on her stomach, quickly stood up, and explained: "Master, I can explain this matter. In fact, Xiaoyun's illness did not occur today. After Jinghui passed away, she had already had hallucinations. Xiaoli saw her standing in front of the window with her upper body leaning out. I was afraid that she was in trouble, so I hurriedly asked the housekeeper to install a protective strip on the window..."

Qiao Bosi interrupted her sarcastically, "Tsk tsk, Xiaoyun's mental state has always been pretty good. Her mother-in-law is ill, and she often goes to help her take medicine. Are you afraid that something will happen to her, or do you want to confine her in this room? Only God and the earth know, and you know it yourself."

Master Mo had a dark face and stared at Nan Xiang with a reproachful look. He said loudly and sternly, "Don't you know that you can't knock or make holes in a pregnant woman's place? You even asked people to install protective strips. You want to harm the baby in her belly. Jingchen has already taken control of the company. You have already gained a lot. Jinghui has nothing. Now he is counting on Xiaoyun to give him a son to succeed Xiangdeng. You are so narrow-minded that you can't even accommodate a child?"

Nan Xiang felt as if her heart was stabbed by a needle when Master Mo accused her. She felt very uncomfortable. Her eyes turned red and she said sadly, "Master, everything I did was to protect Xiaoyun. I never thought of harming her."

"You don't want to harm her, but you're banging on the doorstep of her house. Aren't you just trying to cause her to have a miscarriage?" Mr. Mo was very angry.

"Master, I'm sorry. I admit that I didn't think it through when I did this, but my original intention was to protect Xiaoyun. I never meant to harm her." Nan Xiang was also eager to save people. Knowing that Xiaoyun was sick, she just wanted to help her take safety measures as soon as possible, but she didn't think of this.

Qiao Bosi said sarcastically, "Whether you have the intention to harm others or not, only you know. Poor Xiaoyun, she has this disease, I really don't know what to do in the future. Master, Xiaoyun is very dangerous now. She will use a knife to slash people. For safety reasons, I think we should send her to a mental hospital and take her back after she is cured. Grandpa knows about this, he will definitely agree with my suggestion."

Qiao Bosi mentioned the old man, which invisibly put pressure on Mr. Mo.

Nan Xiang was a little anxious: "Master, I have found a doctor to treat Xiaoyun. You can't send her to a mental hospital. That place is not suitable for people to stay." Xiaoyun's condition is not very serious now. It can be controlled by taking medicine. If she is sent to a mental hospital and locked up, she will be miserable.

Qiao Bosi said fearfully: "Master, you can't be soft-hearted. We have elderly people and children at home. What if she goes crazy and picks up a knife to attack Zi Xin? " Xiaoyun should go to a mental hospital if she has this disease. She will be a disaster if she stays at home.

"Master, don't worry. I have asked the doctor to see Xiaoyun. The doctor said that if she takes medicine, her condition can be controlled. If she is sent to a mental hospital, the baby in her belly will definitely not be saved. This is Jinghui's bloodline and also Mrs. Cha's last wish before she died. Master, please think twice."

Nan Xiang looked at Mr. Mo sincerely, hoping that he would not listen to Qiao Bosi's lies and really send Xiaoyun to a mental hospital.

Mr. Mo frowned, thinking about what the two of them said. What they said made sense, and he found it difficult to make a decision for a moment.

Nan Xiang was anxious: "Master, please let me take care of Xiaoyun. Before Jinghui died, he asked me to take good care of Xiaoyun. If his spirit in heaven knew that Xiaoyun is so miserable now, he would be very uneasy. I promise that I will take good care of Xiaoyun in the future and will not let her do anything wrong, unless someone deliberately provokes Xiaoyun and makes her sick."

Nan Xiang said this, looking at Qiao Bosi with a sharp gaze. This person would do anything to achieve his goals. What she was most worried about was that Xiaoyun would give birth to a son to compete with her for the family property. She would definitely find a way to deal with Xiaoyun. Now that Madam Cha was gone, she would only become more arrogant.

Seeing that she was insinuating about herself, Qiao Bosi curled her lips and sneered, "Don't look at me. Who would do such a boring thing? She's just afraid that no one will provoke her, and she will suddenly go crazy and hurt others indiscriminately."

Nan Xiang did not hide it and said bluntly: "As long as you don't do it, no one will do it."

"You..." Qiao Bosi suddenly became angry.

When Master Mo saw that they were about to quarrel again, he immediately scolded them: "That's enough, stop quarreling."

Qiao Bosi wanted to curse, but after being yelled at by Mr. Mo, he dared not say anything else. He could only glare at Nan Xiang fiercely, saying what a disgusting bitch.

Mr. Mo reached out and rubbed his forehead, which was aching slightly.

After a long while, he looked at Nan Xiang and said, "Nan Xiang, you are about to give birth. Do you still have the energy to take care of Xiaoyun's affairs?" Xiaoyun was pregnant with Jinghui's child. After all, she was a descendant of the Mo family. If he had no other choice, he would not want to send Xiaoyun to a mental hospital to torture her.

Nan Xiang nodded and said firmly: "Master, as long as you hand Xiaoyun to me, I will take good care of her and won't let her do anything wrong." Only by keeping Xiaoyun by her side can she take good care of her.

Seeing that Master Mo had softened his heart, Qiao Bosi said indignantly, "Master, you really need to think twice before making a decision. Don't wait until something happens to regret it. My Zi Xin is only this young. She is very fragile and cannot stand the slightest danger."

Mr. Mo glared at her unhappily and said angrily, "You know that Zi Xin is still young, so you just keep an eye on her 24 hours a day and don't let anyone get close to her." Last time Zi Xin caught a cold and fell ill, she didn't take good care of the child and blamed others for bringing the virus to her. It was ridiculous.

Although Qiao Bosi was very dissatisfied in her heart, she did not dare to show it on her face. She swallowed her saliva, suppressed her anger, and said, "Okay, Master can arrange Xiaoyun however he wants."

Mr. Mo hated the way she was always busy: "You have none of your business here, why don't you go back and take care of Zi Xin." Zi Xin is still so young, why doesn't she stay in her room to take care of the baby, but jumps outside all day?

Qiao Bosi was getting himself into trouble here, so he turned around and left with a gloomy face.

After Nan Xiang waited for her to leave, she looked at Master Mo and said sincerely, "Master, just leave Xiao Yun to me. I will definitely cure her illness and let her give birth to Jing Hui's child smoothly."

Xiaoyun is now isolated and helpless. If no one helps her, no one can. She is kind-hearted and not a bad person. She only attacks others because she is sick.

Mr. Mo sighed softly, feeling very tired, not only physically tired but also mentally tired.

After Mrs. Cha left, he felt a little depressed. He said uncomfortably, "Nan Xiang, Xiao Yun is now in your care. You must take good care of her and watch over her. Don't let her do anything wrong. If she hurts anyone again, I can't let her stay in the Mo family."

Qiao Bosi was right. There were old people and children in the Mo family. If Xiaoyun went crazy, they would be in danger. He couldn't take the risk.

Nan Xiang nodded and said seriously, "Master, don't worry, I know what to do."

"Okay, I have to go to the hospital. The old man needs to do a check-up and I have to accompany him." Mr. Mo is a filial son. Since the old man was admitted to the hospital, he has been taking care of him personally.

After saying this, Mr. Mo left with a heavy heart.

Xiaoman poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Nanxiang, looking at her worriedly: "Madam, it's very hard to take care of a patient, can you do it?" She should be concentrating on taking care of the baby at this time. Now that she has Xiaoyun in her arms, it is undoubtedly a burden.

Nan Xiang took the cup, took a sip of water, and said helplessly: "How can I not take care of her? If the master sends her to a mental hospital, she will be finished, and the child may not be saved. Now only I can protect her and save her. I hope her condition can be controlled after taking medicine."

Xiaoli walked over quickly and said, "Madam, Xiaoyun is awake."

Xiaoman immediately asked with concern: "She woke up so quickly, how is her mental state?"

"She just woke up and seemed a little dazed. I talked to her but she ignored me." Xiaoli felt sad to see her like this. She originally blamed her, but after knowing that she was really sick, she was no longer angry with her. Instead, she felt sorry for her and felt a little sympathy for her.

Nan Xiang put down the water cup and said, "I'll go see her." She hoped that after Dr. Yan talked to her, her condition would get better.

Xiaoman said nervously, "Madam, Xiaoyun is fine, you don't have to go see her." She was still frightened by the thrilling experience just now.