The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

The sound of the two talking fell into the old lady's ears.

Her body stiffened, her trembling fingers stopped, and her breathing eased a lot.

Hiss... What is the meaning of this conversation? Why can't she understand?

The old lady's hands on the bed were not as natural as when she was relaxed, but tense when she was extremely tense.

"Pfft—"

Seeing this, Mu Changying covered her lips with one hand, and a low smile overflowed from her throat.

She tightened her grip on Rong Liyuan's arm, and said with a hint of distress, "A Yuan, what do you think should be done in this situation?"

The girl's voice was sweet, but at the moment it fell on the old lady's ears like a thunderbolt.

Rong Liyuan glanced at the tense old lady on the bed, with an indistinct smile in her eyes, she lowered her head and leaned into her ear.

"Of course it is to cooperate with the performance..."

Since the mother wants to play, they can't tear it down, just pretend they don't know.

"Cough cough cough..."

The old lady lying on the bed couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a series of weak coughing sounds.

Her fingers trembled, her eyelashes opened slightly, and her eyes revealed a look of confusion, "Xiaoer, nannie... what's wrong with me?"

As soon as the words fell, she suddenly frowned, with a look of pain on her face, and raised her hand to rub her forehead.

This seemed to be pain on the forehead, but Rong Liyuan and Mu Changying were very clear in their hearts.

Mom's arms are too sore, so I took this opportunity to use this movement to relieve the pain.

"Mom, you fainted just now, but you are so anxious to kill us."

Mu Changying let go of Rong Liyuan's hand, and trotted forward to help the old lady up against the head of the bed.

There was a thin mist in her pupils, and she held the other's hand worriedly.

The old lady patted the back of her hand lightly, "Ninny...I made you worry."

This daughter-in-law is too filial.

Look, her eyes are full of water.

Sure enough, only girls are considerate little padded jackets.

It's a pity that she has no blessings, and she can't give birth to a daughter.

Mu Changying sucked on her reddish little nose, "Mom, is there something wrong with you?"

This grandma is so cute.

His acting skills are outstanding, almost comparable to the veteran actors in the entertainment industry.

As soon as these words came out, it hit the old lady's arms, and the bright brilliance in her eyes disappeared in a flash.

"I... feel very uncomfortable all over. Xiao Er, quickly call the Changning doctor over here and let me have a look."

When Rong Liyuan heard this, and then thought of the thing that had been suspected of being incompetent this morning, he already had a rough guess in his mind.

"..."

It seems... Mother hasn't let go of her doubts, let alone her plan to "cure" him.

Drinking bullwhip soup, seeing a miracle doctor, if he doesn't solve the problem, he might be dragged to the andrology department.

Rong Liyuan's Adam's apple rolled, the light in his pupils flickered on and off, and he walked to the bed.

"Mom, don't worry, Changning will come."

The person has already arrived and has been staying in the ward.

"Okay, okay, I knew Xiaoer was very filial."

The old lady nodded again and again, and her originally weak voice recovered a little bit of strength.

Perhaps because of being too excited, his pale face became much more rosy.

That's great, Xiao Er's illness is finally hopeful now.

"Mom, don't worry. Once the genius doctor Changning comes, he will definitely treat your illness completely."

Mu Changying looked at the expectant old lady, then glanced at her husband, feeling a little amused.

Hmm... I don't know what expression my mother will have when she knows that she is the miracle doctor of Changning?

That scene will be very interesting, she is really looking forward to it~