From Mo Jinhua's point of view, it's fine if his son likes men.
After all, ask yourself, if Yu Qingyan was a man, he would definitely follow suit, because he just likes the way his wife beats him.
However, Mo Li has to be the one above to have the demeanor of a Mohist man.
Being ridiculed by Mo Jinhua, Baicheng's eyes were dull, and he was ashamed and flustered in his heart, pretending not to understand and pretending to be calm.
Who knew that Mo Li next to him wasn't half ashamed to say nothing, and thought very seriously for two seconds before replying, "That's impossible."
Can Baicheng win him
It's not that he looks down on Baicheng, it's that he really can't win.
As soon as the words fell, and before he was proud for two seconds, the soft flesh on his waist was suddenly grabbed and twisted fiercely.
He trembled, and turned his sideways eyes to see Baicheng staring at the bed expressionlessly, and the hand under the quilt twisted his waist hard.
"It hurts, hurts." He quickly pressed Bai Cheng's hand, and whispered in Bai Cheng's ear.
Baicheng glared at Mo Li fiercely, he didn't dare to act presumptuously in front of Yu Qingyan and the others, so he snorted silently and withdrew his hand.
Mo Li covered his waist with a bitter face, seeing that Yu Qingyan was still looking at him, he quickly said: "Mom, I'm really fine, you don't have to worry."
"You have been suffering for so many years, how could you suddenly be fine?" Yu Qingyan's eyes were sharp, and he naturally saw the small movements of the two of them under the quilt, but he still pretended not to see them rationally, and sat on the side of the bed and asked:
"Knowing that we are worried, why don't you take your body seriously? Did you stop taking the medicine without saying anything?"
Although Yu Qingyan's tone was not too harsh, and he held his chin reservedly when he spoke, he was not fierce, but his momentum was enough to give people heavy pressure.
Mo Li didn't say anything after hearing this, but Bai Cheng was in a trance.
It turns out that Mo Li's health has always been bad, has he been suffering for many years
Recalling that Mo Li brought him breakfast every day, helped him with his homework, and helped him solve problems at home, all the memories were Mo Li who was kind to him.
He didn't know anything, and he didn't do anything for Mo Li.
He clenched his hands under the quilt uncontrollably, not even having the courage to look up at Mo Li.
At this moment, Mo Li was concentrating on dealing with Qing Yan, and didn't notice Bai Cheng's abnormality. After all, he lived an extra life, and even took over the people of the Mo family, but he was not suppressed by Yu Qing Yan's aura, and replied calmly. road:
"I just don't think it's necessary to eat."
Full of confidence and righteousness.
Yu Qingyan was speechless, after all, he was more like Mo Li, and would not beat people up, otherwise, Mo Ming would have had his butt bloomed by now.
She hadn't been so close to Mo Li for a long time, but perhaps it was her mother's instinct, and she started nagging Mo Li to pay attention to her body and so on.
The corner of Mo Li's mouth twitched, listening patiently.
But Mo Ming, who had just come back, turned around and left as soon as he heard Yu Qingyan start nagging, he didn't come in even if he was dead or alive, his gloating walk was windy.
He was the only one who was reprimanded by his mother before, and now his brother can finally help him share it, but it's too late to be happy.
And Mo Jinhua had no interest in educating children at all. Seeing Yu Qingyan start rambling, he just found a reason and slipped away.
Tuliu Moli was trained here.
Oh, and Baicheng, the troubled pond fish.
"City City."
Baicheng was in a trance, and suddenly heard Yu Qingyan calling him, and quickly looked up in doubt, "What's the matter? Auntie."
Yu Qingyan sighed, judging by Mo Li's upright look, it didn't look like he would be honest, his tone softened, and he looked at Baicheng Road, "Do you know how long he hasn't taken medicine?"
Bai Cheng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't know what kind of medicine Mo Li was taking at all, the self-blame in his heart was almost maximized, and he quickly shook his head in shame.
He thought he knew Mo Li very well, but if it wasn't for Mo Li's coma this time, he might never have known that Mo Li's previous headache was an adverse reaction caused by the sudden withdrawal of the medicine.
At this moment, there was a sudden warmth on his cold hands, he raised his eyes, and met Mo Li's suspicious eyes.
Mo Li naturally noticed Baicheng's depression, but he didn't think of the reason for a while, and thought that Baicheng was uncomfortable.
Bai Cheng withdrew his hand and remained silent.
Unexpectedly, Mo Li stubbornly pulled his hand back again, with a posture of "wanting to escape".
At the same time, Yu Qingyan also thought that Mo Li would hide from Bai Cheng even when he was unconscious, and he would definitely not let Bai Cheng know that he was taking medicine.
Without blaming Bai Cheng, he finally stopped nagging and got up and pressed the button in front of the bed to call the doctor.
After the doctor came over, he first seriously explained Mo Li's symptoms. There was no serious danger, but the hidden danger was still there. After all, if the medicine he had been taking for more than ten years suddenly stopped, something would definitely happen to his body.
Then the medicine was prescribed and delivered by the little nurse in the inpatient department.
"These medicines are all for relieving symptoms. The price is a little expensive, but the side effects are very small and almost non-existent. Just take it once a day. Come back for a review after a month and reduce the dosage as appropriate. If the situation is good, it will take about two months. back to health."
As soon as the doctor finished speaking earnestly, Mo Li already smiled dignifiedly and gracefully, but retorted with displeasure written all over his face:
"I will not eat."
It's a pity that both the doctor and Yu Qingyan ignored these words, and soon a nurse came and put the medicine and warm water on the bedside table.
Seeing Mo Li's resistance all over his face, Yu Qingyan looked helpless, and said, "These medicines are similar to supplements. Take them well, and you won't have headaches in the future."
Mo Li stared at the medicine on the table as if he was staring at some enemy, then quickly concealed his emotions, muttering, "What kind of medicine should I take properly?"
"If you are well, you won't be lying in the hospital now." Yu Qingyan said lightly.
She didn't know that Mo Li didn't like to take medicine. After all, Mo Li never asked or said anything when he was in front of them before, and he rarely said anything.
Seeing the closeness between Bai Cheng and Mo Li, she didn't stay here to continue making light bulbs, she got up and patted her pants, glanced at Bai Cheng and said, "I'll leave it to you, Cheng Cheng, to take the medicine for Xiao Li." , stare at him, if he dares to stop the medicine without authorization, you will tell me."
Seeing that Bai Cheng nodded obediently, she was even more satisfied, patted Mo Li on the shoulder and turned to leave the door.
As soon as the person left, Mo Li revealed his true colors in an instant, holding Bai Cheng's hand and rubbing against his face like an idiot, "Are you still angry?"
Bai Cheng didn't know how to dispel the self-blame in his heart, he didn't look at Mo Li, he just sat on Mo Li's body with a heavy heart and didn't pay attention, he took the medicine and water from the bedside and asked Mo Li to take the medicine.
Mo Li's expression froze, and he resisted desperately, covering his mouth with his hands, leaving only a pair of eyes accusingly exposed, and said in a muffled voice, "I won't eat."
Whoever likes to eat can eat it, he just doesn't take medicine.
"Eating is good for your health." Baicheng said resolutely, having neglected Mo Li before, of course he would not let him hurt his body now.
Seeing Baicheng's resolute attitude, Mo Li could only delay hesitantly and said, "Can't I eat later?"
Bai Cheng's response was to lift his chin with one hand and force feed him.
Poor Mo Li is behind the bed, there is no way to retreat, looking at Bai Cheng's thin clothes, he is reluctant to push him away with heavy hands, so he can only obediently be dragged by Bai Cheng's chin and raise his head, with a look of letting others slaughter him Poor kind.
"I really don't want to take the medicine." Looking weakly at the medicine in Baicheng's hand, he struggled for the last time, "Ah Cheng, I really don't want to."
In fact, Bai Cheng's heart had already softened, and he told himself that he couldn't really follow Mo Li's wishes, and forced the capsule into Mo Li's lips.
"elder brother-"
Mo Ming just pushed the door open at this moment and came in, seeing his brother being forced on the bed by Bai Cheng, the smile froze on his face, and he felt like the world was falling apart and the world was ending.
Yuan, so his brother is actually the one below!
That Young Master Mo who beats people to death at the slightest disagreement, and who makes people frightened even by hearing his name in City A, and who is known to everyone, is the one below
The look in Baicheng's eyes is not right now.
After silently reading a sentence of "Bai Ge's Niubi", he closed the door with a very winking backhand and exited the room.
After going out, he thought about it again, his brother was weak and sick, and he lost his temper at every turn, he really looked like a difficult lady.
suitable!
He happily ran to tell Mo Jinhua about this, and Mo Jinhua got a shot.
"You kid can do whatever you want, the number one in gossip." Mo Jinhua rolled his eyes, took a peek at Yu Qingyan, and said politely: "Your brother is his freedom above and below, you care so much do what!"
But he muttered in his heart that Mo Li, that stinky boy, is really shameful.
Mo Ming made a bitter face, and looked at Yu Qingyan, who also nodded and said: "Your father is right."
"Of course." The brat is really shameful!
Mo Jinhua looked up proudly.
And Bai Cheng was disturbed by Mo Ming, so he quickly got off Mo Li, and said with a cold expression: "I will watch you take medicine from now on."
Then he sat on the corner of the bed alone, no matter what Mo Li said, he didn't look energetic.
"Why am I still angry after taking the medicine obediently?" Mo Li leaned over, rubbed his hands and asked pitifully.
Bai Cheng glanced at him, he was actually angry with himself.
For the first time, he who was always arrogant had the idea that he was not good enough for Mo Li.
He didn't know how to talk to Mo Li, and he didn't know how to explain himself, so in the end he could only sulk all by himself.
This situation even continued until the holidays to make up classes.
Their senior high school students only have ten days off for the Spring Festival, and they have to make up lessons throughout the winter vacation.
Mo Li lay on the table, tugged at Bai Cheng's sleeve, and said cautiously when he saw him looking over:
"I'll make your favorite pumpkin soup for lunch today, okay?"
Bai Cheng pursed his lips and remained silent.
Mo Li's grievances were almost written on his face, and he turned his head away with a soft snort, "If you don't eat, you don't eat."
Then within two seconds, he looked over eagerly and said, "Then... do you like tenderloin?"