Chapter 991
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Now he was despising her, as if he had caught a cold because there were too many of them.
She glanced at the little boy and muttered unhappily, "Pig trotter."
The little boy looked at her with a straight face. "I'm your older brother."
Little Pomelo snorted softly. "I sleep well, okay? Unlike you, who squeezed Grandpa under the bed. "
The little boy's handsome face darkened instantly. Did they have to hurt each other like this?
Was this really okay?
Little Pomelo glanced at the little boy. Seeing that he had diarrhea, he forgave him.
The little boy was speechless.
His sister was so fierce!
He picked up his chopsticks and continued eating his dinner.
Poor Daddy, he would have to eat cold food soon.
Soon, Doctor White arrived.
He came over, asked a few questions, and pressed the little boy's stomach.
The little boy grunted and furrowed his brows.
Doctor White took another look at the little boy and said softly, "You caught a cold. It's a stomach flu. You'll be fine after taking some medicine."
The little boy nodded. "Okay, thank you, Doctor White."
Doctor White was speechless.
Because the little boy was becoming more and more of a quack!
Previously, when he was treating Miss Tang Si, he had told Tang Si that she couldn't have milk tea, and now he had a stomach ache!
He called the nurse to send the medicine over.
In less than ten minutes, the medicine was delivered.
The little boy looked at Doctor White. "Will you feel sleepy after drinking this medicine?"
Doctor White was stunned. "Okay."
"Oh," the little guy replied. He poured himself some water and drank the medicine. Then, he yawned and looked at Little Pomelo and Weiwei. "Mommy, Little Pomelo, I'm feeling a little sleepy. I'm going to the bedroom to sleep. Both of you should return to the bedroom to rest for a while."
Little Pomelo nodded.
Weiwei kissed the little boy. "Goodnight, baby."
The little boy hugged Weiwei's neck lightly. "Goodnight, Mommy."
Weiwei and Little Pomelo left.
The little guy tasted it. The food was cold. He picked up his phone and made a call to the kitchen. "The food is cold. Make some hot food and send it over."
In less than half an hour, the kitchen sent over a steaming hot dinner.
The little fellow looked back at the direction of the bedroom. "Come out, it's time for dinner."
Mochen walked out of the bedroom and continued to have dinner with Mohan and the little fellow. When he thought of the heartwarming scene just now, his heart felt warm.
The little boy glanced at him and said, "Daddy, look, for you, I've forced out all my acting skills."
Mochen's gaze landed on the little fellow. "You've worked hard."
The little guy snorted, "Then you have to treat me better in the future."
Mochen, "…"
He really knew how to ask for benefits!
The little fellow glanced at Mochen. "I want to drink milk tea tomorrow!"
Mochen glanced at the little fellow.
The little guy puffed his cheeks. "Can't I?"
"Mm," Mochen replied softly.
The little fellow was in a much better mood. He quickly finished his dinner and returned to the bedroom with Mochen.
The little fellow lay on the bed and leaned against Mochen.
Mochen looked at him and told him about the most advanced weapons in the world.
The little fellow listened attentively.
Mohan, "…"
He could rest at night!
That was good too.
He logged into his phone and played games outside.
At ten o 'clock, the little boy looked at Mo Chen and asked, "Are you feeling unwell with the black and white reversed?"
Mochen said in a low voice, "No."
The little fellow heaved a sigh of relief.
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