Don't Provoke Princess

"Of course not, he has a dream. Little brother Yichen is only 13 years old and already has his own goal. Compared to his peers, it's already pretty good." Mo Xiaohe praised. "He really did help Dai Li to improve his stats, but he's only thirteen years old. It's already pretty good to be able to do that." Everyone has his own choices, Uncle Mu. If Yichen doesn't have his own choices, you can help him choose them again. "    

    

Mu Anren seemed to be at a loss as he pulled the car door shut in distress. If he had known earlier, would Mu Yichen never have done such a thing?    

    

He understood the concept of a fracture in his body. If he didn't recover well, he wouldn't be able to exercise vigorously for the rest of his life. If he didn't recover well, he would be half disabled. However, a fracture could only be considered a half handicapped person. If his eyes could not be treated properly, he would be blind for the rest of his life.    

    

As long as he closed his eyes, he would be able to recall the disappointment he felt when he smashed Mu Yichen's computer. When he looked back, even if Mu Yichen didn't go to military academy, so what? As a parent, all he wished for was for his child to be healthy and healthy. Wouldn't it be fine if he grew up safely?    

    

Mo Xiaohe knew he was depressed, so he started the car and took him to a nearby restaurant to buy food for Mu Yichen and the others.    

    

In the VIP ward, Mu Yichen was hanging on. His eyes were wide open, but he couldn't see anything. Mu Yichen heard nothing for a long time and didn't know why, but he was extremely terrified.    

    

"Sis …" Mu Yichen shouted in a low voice. He thought that even if Mu Anren and the others went out, Mu Qingqing wouldn't leave the ward.    

    

This time, he miscalculated. Mu Qingqing had no choice but to stay in the sickroom next door due to his naked appearance.    

    

Mo Xiaoyun went to the toilet while the nurse went to the pharmacy to get the medicine.    

    

Mu Yichen was thirsty and could only swallow his saliva. He treated this feeling of being unable to move or see anything as a dream.    

    

He tried his best to widen his eyes and concentrate on thinking that this was just a dream. He was still lying on his bed at home, thinking about what he should do when playing the game.    

    

This was a long sleep. He dreamt that he had been kidnapped by a trafficker. His throat could not utter a sound, and the pain in his body was very real.    

    

"Sis!" "Save me!" Mu Yichen opened his eyes. It was still pitch black. His chest was heaving up and down and cold sweat oozed out of his forehead. However, he was wrapped in white gauze, so it was hard to tell what was happening.    

    

Mu Qingqing heard the call for help. She held onto the edge of the bed and stood up, then rushed to Mu Yichen's room.    

    

Then, realizing that Mu Yichen was naked, she paused at the door and said, "Yichen, I'm here. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"    

    

Mu Yichen heard Mu Qingqing's voice and the rise and fall of his chest immediately decreased. He opened his mouth and licked his dry lips. He replied, "Sis, I'm not uncomfortable. I'm thirsty and want to drink water."    

    

"Water?" "Mu Qingqing thought for a while, then there was water in her room." You wait, I'll pick it up. "    

    

"Yes." Mu Yichen replied in a low voice.    

    

After entering the room, Mu Qingqing rummaged through the cabinet to find a water glass. Luckily, the advanced ward's basic facilities were not bad. She quickly found a disposable water cup, filled it with half of the hot water and half of the cold water. She thought for a moment, then found the straw that Mo Xiaoyun used for drinking drinks. She scalded the straw with boiling water and simply removed the poison.    

    

As she carried the water into Mu Yichen's room, Mu Qingqing turned her face away, pulled the covers over Mu Yichen, and said softly, "Yichen, the water is here."    

    

Mu Yichen wanted to sit up and drink his water just as he was about to leave.    

    

"Don't move, sister put a straw in the cup." Mu Qingqing advised as she put the straw to Mu Yichen's mouth, making it easier for him to drink water.    

    

The temperature of the water was just right. Mu Yichen sucked on it slowly, and as he drank, tears began to flow out from the corners of his eyes. His nose was also sore.    

    

"Yichen, you will get better. You can't cry, cry. That was in a situation of failure. Now that your operation is successful, there is nothing to cry about. Don't worry, while you're blind, Big Sister will always be with you. " Mu Qingqing consoled.    

    

"Yes." Mu Yichen sniffed and pretended to be calm.    

    

Seeing his anxious and terrified expression, Mu Qingqing felt as if she were looking at herself during the period of her blindness. Her heart ached, but she couldn't show any of her negative emotions in front of Mu Yichen. She believed that a good person would be rewarded. Mu Yichen would never repeat the same mistakes again in this life, never be displaced again, never wander around again.    

    

"Qingqing." Mu Anren walked into the ward with a few servings of packed food. The smell of the dishes immediately filled the room.    

    

"Dad, I'll feed Yichen first." Mu Qingqing stretched out her hand to take the food from Mu Anren, but Mu Anren avoided her hand.    

    

"Rest well. Don't walk around if you have a wound on your waist. Didn't the doctor tell you to lie down?" Mu Anren said nothing to allow her to serve Mu Yichen.    

    

"Sis, you have a wound on your waist?" Only then did Mu Yichen realize that Mu Qingqing's injury was on her waist.    

    

"Nothing, I just knocked." Mu Qingqing winked at Mu Anren, hinting him not to tell her the truth.    

    

"Then go and rest." Mu Yichen said considerately.    

    

Mu Anren personally fed Mu Yichen. During the whole day, he accompanied Mu Yichen. Even if Mu Yichen didn't speak, he would still accompany him at the side. Occasionally, he would answer a few phone calls, but he pushed away everything related to work.    

    

In the evening, Mu Anren prepared to go to get food, but Mo Xiaohe had already prepared food for them.    

    

"Uncle Mu, my dad has already helped contact the hospital over at Zhaoxi City. When are you going to look for them? We'll transfer them over there." Mo Xiaohe had arranged everything properly. As long as Liu Tie nodded his head, he could drive them back in the car.    

    

Mu Anren stood at the door of the ward and looked at Mo Xiaohe with a profound look.    

    

"Uncle Mu?" Mo Xiaohe understood the meaning behind his gaze. He seemed to feel a sense of crisis.    

    

"Xiaohe, we really have troubled you these past few days. Our family's Yichen was saved from that place because of your good fortune. You must be busy in the army, too. Go ahead. " He was Mu Qingqing and Mu Yichen's father, and the things here were already a matter of Mu Family. Mu Anren knew this very well.    

    

"I just happen to have half a month of leave, and am preparing to return to Zhaoxi City. Uncle Mu doesn't have to be a stranger, you and my dad are comrade-in-arms, what I have done is natural."    

    

There was no need to keep an eye out. Mo Xiaohe was standing very close to Mu Qingqing now, so close that he felt a sense of crisis. Seeing that he was unwilling to leave, Mu Anren had no choice but to admit defeat.    

    

"Qingqing, you go eat with Xiaoyun first." Mu Anren walked away from Mu Qingqing and handed the lunchbox to her from Mo Xiaohe.    

    

After receiving the lunchbox, Mu Qingqing naturally wouldn't go hungry for her two younger brothers, so she carried the lunchbox into the ward.    

    

He walked to the other side of the corridor with Mo Xiaohe. After confirming that it was a distance that Mu Qingqing couldn't hear, Mu Anren spoke slowly.    

    

"Xiaohe, how old are you this year?" Mu Anren took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it up, and put it to his mouth.    

    

"Eighteen." Mo Xiaohe chuckled. He vaguely knew what Mu Anren wanted to ask.    

    

"We are from Qingqing, and you are fifteen years old this year. There is a difference of three years between the two of you." Mu Anren stared at the lights outside the balcony and said with a little emotion.    

    

"Uncle, don't misunderstand. Mu Qingqing is a very intelligent girl, I really admire her character." Mo Xiaohe was the first to explain.    

    

"You are in your prime. Uncle understands your appreciation for cleanliness." Mu Anren nodded in understanding. Then, he slowly said, "Xiaohe, you, Xiaoyun and Yichen are having a chat. Uncle feels that it's a good thing."    

    

"However, uncle still hopes that you can keep your distance from Qingqing. You are three years older than her, and you know more than Qing Qing. Of course, your uncle admires a child like you. However, at your age, some of the things you do will not be very rational. Uncle hopes that Qing Qing will be able to concentrate on her studies. Do you understand what I'm saying? " Mu Anren turned around and looked at Mo Xiaohe.    

    

Mo Xiaohe frowned. He understood that Mu Anren hoped that he wouldn't fall in love with Mu Qingqing and that he wouldn't kidnap her too badly.    

    

"Uncle, you really misunderstood me." Mo Xiaohe explained in a deep tone.    

    

"I have something to tell you about when I was a child." Mu Anren said.    

    

"I'm all ears." Mo Xiaohe looked at Mu Anren, who was slightly shorter than him, with interest.    

    

"There were three kids in the family, and Qing Qing was the eldest. At that time, the situation in the family wasn't very good. I often traveled to distant places, so I would buy them some small gifts. I remember when Qing Qing was 10 years old. Before she went on a business trip, she walked up to me with Yichen in her arms. She said very seriously, "Dad, can you buy a remote controlled airplane?" Mu Anren stared at the pitch-black sky and slowly blew out a mouthful of white smoke.    

    

"When I asked her why, she said Wu wanted to see how the plane flew. I asked her, "If you ask your father to bring a gift for your brother, what about you?" What kind of gift do you want? " Mu Anren's eyes gradually turned hazy.    

    

"What did she say?" Mo Xiaohe asked.    

    

"She said she didn't want anything." Mu Anren was a little choked up, he slowed down and then continued, "She wants me to go home early, don't work so hard."    

    

Mo Xiaohe turned his head and glanced at the ward behind him. Mu Qingqing had become so sensible at the age of ten?    

    

"She was so young and she knew how to think for others. "Xiaohe, our family has not even grown up. She only cares about others, she doesn't know what true feelings are. Uncle hopes that before she truly understands, you can keep your distance, okay?" Mu Anren crushed the cigarette butt under his feet and stopped smoking.    

    

"Uncle Mu, Qing Qing and I are just ordinary friends. The Mo family has their own rules, I won't do anything out of line or hurt her. "Don't worry." Mo Xiaohe answered elegantly.