Chapter 1175
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It was impossible to say that he had no feelings for her at all.
It was just that at such a young age, he had seen such a bloody truth.
Mu Yichen's heart was also in pain and he found it hard to accept.
He could not believe that Mu Wanrou, who usually looked gentle, was actually one of the masterminds behind this incident.
He also did not expect that she would be able to harm his great-grandfather!
How much did his great-grandfather dote on her?
He treated her like a treasure in his heart, afraid that she would fall in his hands and melt in his mouth.
She actually poisoned his medicine bowl?
How cruel was her heart!?
In his innocent world, he had never thought that a person's heart could be so vicious!?
What made him even more regretful was that all these years, he had actually acknowledged the thief as his mother.
For a moment, he could not forgive himself!
He also felt a lot of guilt towards Yun Shishi in his heart.
The scar-faced man brought a bowl of plain porridge and handed it to the iron cell.
"Feed him!"
He said, but there was no expression on his face.
Yun Shishi looked at him warily. Finally, her gaze fell on the bowl of porridge again, and her eyes were full of suspicion.
The scar-faced man seemed to have seen through her suspicion and said coldly, "Don't worry! It's not poisoned. "
"Why?"
Yun Shishi frowned and became even more suspicious.
The friendliness displayed by this scarred man made her feel a little wary.
The scar-faced man snorted coldly but did not say anything.
This bowl of porridge was cooked by his subordinate and given to him. He did not 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. Otherwise, it's going to turn cold!"
Yun Shishi pursed her lips, took the bowl of porridge with one hand, and ate a mouthful first.
After waiting for a while, when she did not feel any discomfort, she scooped a mouthful, helped Mu Yichen up with difficulty, and fed him a mouthful.
Mu Yichen was half conscious and did not even have the strength to open his mouth.
Yun Shishi swallowed a mouthful of porridge and slowly placed it beside his lips, passing the porridge into his mouth.
"Gulp …"
A mouthful of warm porridge slid down his throat, and only then did he feel his body warm up slightly.
"Mommy …"
Mu Yichen's throat moved as he called out in an obscure voice.
"Yes! Mommy is here. Xiao Yichen, Mommy will feed you porridge, okay? "
Mu Yichen struggled to open his eyes wider. "Mommy, do your wounds still hurt?"
He asked anxiously and impatiently.
Yun Shishi shook her head and suppressed her uneasiness and sadness. "Yichen, be good. Mommy doesn't feel pain. Mommy doesn't feel pain …"
"Mommy, I'm a little cold …"
The loss of blood caused his body temperature to drop.
Her heart immediately ached for him and she hugged him even tighter.
"Are you still cold?"
"Hmm … It's a little cold …"
Xiao Yichen was trembling in her arms.
The basement was cold and damp.
Coupled with the fact that he had lost a lot of blood, his hands and feet started to turn cold.
Yun Shishi was so anxious that she did not know what to do.
The scar-faced man pursed his lips and suddenly threw the cigarette on the ground. He stepped on it fiercely, walked forward, and threw his jacket into the basement.
Yun Shishi immediately took it and covered him with it.
The jacket was very thick. It was a long trench coat.
After Yun Shishi wrapped the trench coat around him, Mu Yichen's expression softened a little.
Thus, Yun Shishi continued to feed him a bowl of porridge.
Mu Yichen obediently finished the entire bowl of porridge, and only then did his body temperature recover a little.
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