Chapter 4305 I don’t! I don’t drink!

bedroom.

Bei Wanxing helped Mo Yaochen lie down on the bed, carefully took a pillow to cushion him, and then immediately called the waiter to bring hot milk.

She then turned around to wring out the towel. Mo Yaochen leaned comfortably on the bed, watching her figure turning around in his field of vision, feeling extremely comfortable.

Toast?

His woman doesn’t need to toast others!

His slender legs were crossed, and he reached for the remote control on the bedside, but someone held him down, "You can't watch TV!"

Mo Yaochen was startled, "Why?"

"You have a stomachache now and you should have a good rest. You can't be tired anymore." Bei Wanxing took the remote control from his hand and threw it directly into the drawer. "Can you rub your stomach and see if it feels better?"

"..." Mo Yaochen lowered his eyes, "Should I rub it myself?"

"Yes, use your index and middle fingers..."

Bei Wanxing said as she took out a small book from her small bag and flipped through a few pages quickly. This was the last time she knew that Mo Yaochen had stomach problems, she consulted a doctor specifically, including some precautions and ways to improve it.

Write them all down in the notebook...

She chanted accordingly, "Use your two strongest fingers to press your stomach tightly. This will improve the sharp feeling of stomach pain..."

"Where do you remember these things?"

Mo Yaochen said as he propped himself up and went to grab her notebook. Bei Wanxing was startled and quickly held his shoulders. She said with a cold face, "You can't move!"

Mo Yaochen was stunned by her call and remained silent for a moment. Bei Wanxing pushed him back onto the bed and pulled the quilt over him, "You have a stomachache, so can't you just rest peacefully?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang.

Bei Wanxing hurriedly went to open the door. She came back with hot pure milk and sat down on the edge of the bed. "You drink slowly and finish this glass."

"No, I don't want to drink it." Mo Yaochen frowned. He never likes to drink hot things. He likes cold drinks all year round.

Bei Wanxing patiently advised him, "After milk enters the stomach, it will separate the gastric wall from contact with other substances, which can reduce pain..."

Mo Yaochen stared at the tip of her sweaty nose and thought it was extremely cute. He raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you know? You were milk in your previous life?"

"The doctor said so."

"When did you go to the doctor? Are you sick?!"

Bei Wanxing was not in the mood to chat with him. He was worried about his stomach. "No, don't worry about it. Drink it first. It will cool down after a while..."

"I don't!" Mo Yaochen turned away, "I don't want to drink!"

"No!" Bei Wanxing lowered his head and blew at the rim of the cup, "This is very thick pure milk, sweet and not unpleasant to drink."

"I don't like thick milk!"

Mo Yaochen said and simply turned his back. He was also sick when he was a child. He inherited this from Mo Nanjue. It would be harder for him to drink medicine than to reach the sky, and no one except Mo Nanjue could control him...

Bei Wanxing held his shoulders and used his hands and feet to pull him toward him, "Mo Yaochen, be obedient and drink this cup, or drink two-thirds of it..."

"I told you I won't drink!"

"No! You have to drink!"

Bei Wanxing put down the cup and clasped his shoulders with both hands. She didn't know where she got the strength to pull him over!

Before Mo Yaochen could react, his hands were pressed down by two slender legs, one on the left and the other on the right. Bei Wanxing was half straddling him, but not pressing him down.

She put the rim of the cup to his lips and said, "Try it, it's really not bad, otherwise you will be in great pain. I just asked, this place is dozens of kilometers away from the hospital..."
Chapter completed!