Chapter 1181 His Son Is His Pride

She held the bottle, put it in her mouth and took a sip.

Xiao Mohan turned around, held Xiao Yijue up, strode away, his steps were obviously a little hurried, and said in a deep voice: "Why is the fever so severe?"

Being held by Xiao Mohan, his eyelids moved, opened his eyes, looked at Xiao Mohan with lifeless eyes, and couldn't even speak, and his small body leaned towards his arms.

Holding Xiao Yijue into the study, holding the fever-reducing patch, sticking it on his forehead and soles, taking the medicine and melting it into water and handing it over.

"Um, puff." Xiao Yijue was fed the medicine, and his little face wrinkled into a ball because of the bitterness. He subconsciously wanted to spit it out.

The medicine oozed out from the corner of his mouth, Xiao Yijue covered his mouth and looked at Xiao Mohan.

"Cough cough." Xiao Yijue coughed softly, and the medicine was sprayed out, and Xiao Mohan's face and clothes were dirty.

After coughing, Xiao Yijue panicked.

The medicine was too bitter to swallow, he covered his little mouth, looked at Xiao Mohan indifferently, and dared not move.

"Drink the medicine, and you'll be fine soon." Xiao Mohan knelt on the edge of the sofa, stretched out his hand to support his body, and handed the bowl to his mouth.

Xiao Mohan was stunned for a moment, and was about to take the bowl away.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yijue's chubby little hand reached out, holding the bowl he was about to move away, and his little mouth came close to it, and he drank it in one gulp, and swallowed it forcefully.

"Hmm." Xiao Yijue was bitter, and his handsome little face wrinkled into a ball.

"Pah pa pa" Xiao Yijue licked his little mouth... .

Xiao Yijue licked his little mouth, looking at the tissue in Xiao Mohan's hand, he stretched out his little hand to pinch it, and subconsciously wiped it on Xiao Mohan's face, trying to wipe off the liquid medicine he sprayed.

"Hiss." Xiao Mohan stared at him, and only came back to his senses when his face was wiped.

His black eyes were complicated, staring at Xiao Yijue.

Although he knew that men in the Xiao family must be independent, Xiao Yijue, who was only more than three months old and couldn't even walk, seemed to understand everything.

"Your performance today was very good! Reward." Xiao Mohan reached out and took a lollipop from the coffee table and handed it to him.

Seeing this, Xiao Yijue lowered his head and held it in his mouth, his eyes bright.

Wen Shui pushed the door open and came in with a serious expression. He wanted to discuss something with him. He smelled the strong smell of medicine, and strode in and asked in a daze: "Han, don't tell me that the fourth master drank this medicine?"

"Yes, I drank it." When Xiao Mohan responded, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Xiao Yijue again.

He stretched out his slender fingertips and rubbed Xiao Yijue's mouth, and then laughed again.

"You forced it?" Wen Shui couldn't believe it. This kind of medicine was a bit bitter for him to drink.

In addition to suppressing fever, this medicine also contains many special medicinal materials, ground into powder, and it is extremely bitter! Most people don't drink it.

"He doesn't need it." Xiao Mohan said this with full pride.

He fetched a basin of water and wiped Xiao Yijue's face and hands. He then took off his shirt, washed his face, and put on a clean one.

Wen Shui was stunned. He stood there looking at Xiao Yijue and said in a deep voice: "Fourth Master, I admire you."

Xiao Mohan turned around, buttoned up elegantly, and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Han, let the brothers withdraw. I know that after so many days, I'm afraid I can't find her." Wen Shui's voice was very deep, and his emotions were unclear.

"Yeah." Xiao Mohan responded in a deep voice.

Wen Shui walked to the bar and leaned against it. He took out a cup and lowered his head to study it, saying: "I have met her many times, but I have never asked her name."

Some pity, some regret.