In the early morning, before dawn, Mu Yinan got up and prepared breakfast for the whole day.

Mujaga helped Kexi wash, change her clothes, and tied her two cute braids.

"Where is the little persimmon?" The little girl, who was full of energy, ran to the next door early in the morning and saw the little boy lying on the bed and sleeping soundly.

The sun shone on his pink little face, and the boy closed his eyes quietly, his thick and curly black eyelashes were like two rows of small brushes, reflecting a row of shadows under the golden light and shadow.

Kexi was about to climb onto the bed to wake him up, but his brows suddenly frowned and then opened his eyes in panic.

At first glance, Xia Sijing was stunned when he saw the little girl appearing in front of him, "Ke...Kexi? Why are you..."

"Haha, Xiao Jingzi, are you awake? I was about to wake you up, but I didn't expect you to wake up by yourself."

"Um……"

The boy's cheeks were unusually red.

"What's wrong with you little persimmon?" Khesi approached strangely, "Why is your face so red? Could it be that you didn't cover yourself with a quilt tonight and caught a cold?"

Mujahngo, who was following Kexi, also noticed something strange about Xia Sijing, and felt that this kid must have something wrong with him.

"Hey," he smiled in his eyes and joked with a prank mentality, "You can't wet the bed when you're so old, right?"

The boy voice was very small and denied guiltily, "No..."

This tone is clearly called by myself!

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha...

Thinking of the way that Xia Sijii played the harmonic last night and was playing mahjong before he could play it, Mujago thought revengefully, boy, you have today, hahaha, today can finally make you embarrassed in front of Kexi.

He thought of this childishly and deliberately said, "If you don't have it, get up quickly, breakfast is about to be had."

Natsumiya blushed, "You guys go out first."

Kossi was about to respond to "good", but Mujahngo held back.

"Kessy, we both have to stare at him and get up, or he will go back to bed later."

"ah?"

The little cute baby is stunned.

Worried that Kexi stayed, Xia Sii hurriedly said, "I won't go back to sleep."

"This is not necessarily the case. I'll watch you get up." After Mujarago said that, he lifted the quilt.

As expected, the quilt was wet as he guessed.

I never expected Mujarago to suddenly lift his quilt, and Xia Sijing's whole body turned red from head to toe, and his little face, which was swelling into pig liver, seemed to be bleeding.

"It's sweat!"

Seeing Xia Siyi blushing and quibbling, Mujaga almost laughed out loud, "Can you, a child, sweat so much?"

The little boy forced his lie, "I usually sweat a lot, and I was very hot last night, so..."

The silly little girl didn't understand what was going on, she tilted her head in confusion and said confused: "It's not hot tonight."

Mujango echoed next to him, "No, it rained last night, and I still felt a little chill."

"I...I feel hot."

"Little Persimmon, you must be sick. I'll go find Xiao Pumpkin to come to see you."

Kexi said, and ran out to find Mu Yinan and pulled the man who was still wearing an apron in, "Little Pumpkin, hurry up and see if the little persimmon is sick? He sweats a lot."

Mujaga couldn't help but say, "Kesi, you little fool, he's wet the bed, not sweating."

Xia Siyi immediately retorted, "It's just sweat!"

He didn't dare to look Mu Yinan's eyes directly. He blushed and lowered his head embarrassedly, "I'm not sick, I just sweat a lot."

Be sure to persevere is sweating!

He didn't let Kexi know that he had wet the bed...

He still wet the bed when he is seven years old. He doesn't want to be known by Kexi no matter what.

Gripping his teeth, Xia Siyi clenched his fists tightly.

But is it useful to insist on it? Mujarago and Mu Yinan can definitely see that he is lying.

The more I thought about it, the more I became more and more nervous, and his body shivered slightly.

"You kid are really stubborn..." Mujarago didn't want to continue arguing with Xia Sijing, and went to Mu Yinan who had just arrived, "Mu Yinan, tell me, is he wetting the bed or sweating?"

The air seemed to solidify in an instant.

Xia Sijing's heart beat faster and his fists tightened.

She thought to herself with anxiety: It's over, but Xi will know the truth soon. She will definitely think that he is a bad kid who loves to lie, and she will also joke about him as big as he wet the bed...

Just as he was so nervous that tears were about to flow down his eyes, he didn't expect a gentle male voice to say, "It's sweat."

"What?" Mujarago felt that Mu Yinan was talking lies with his eyes open, "Have you seen someone sweating?"

"Some children sweat more than ordinary people, especially in autumn, and nothing is surprising."

"You...you..."

Mujango was almost vomiting blood.

Xia Sijing looked up at Mu Yinan in front of him in shock, and never expected that he would help him lie.

Xiao Kexi smiled and said, "Little pigeon, you are wrong, Little persimmon is just sweating."

"I'm right," Mujagango muttered with anger, "I'm just wetting the bed."

"It's sweat. Little persimmon sweats a lot. Little pumpkin is a doctor, so he won't say it wrong."

Mujango wrapped his arms around his chest, "Hmph!"

Today, this guy Xia Sijing is lucky...

Mu Yinan is really, why should he help him lie?

Just as he was complaining, Mu Yinan said softly: "Django, take Kexi to the restaurant first, I will help Sei change his clothes. By the way, you can put out the porridge in the rice cooker and let it cool down a little."

"Oh, I got it."

Mujango pulled Kossi's right hand and said, "Let's go for breakfast."

"Wow! Breakfast and breakfast!"

The little girl ran out happily.

Mu Yinan and Xia Sijing were left in the room.

"Why help me?" Xia Sii blushed, "You..."

The man looked shallow and smiled gently, "Don't forget that I am a doctor. In addition to treating physical diseases, I also need to treat psychological diseases for patients."

"I'm not a patient."

“In my opinion, all sick people are patients.”

Xia Sijing was puzzled, "I'm sick? What does it mean? I'm not sick."

"A three-year-old child can no longer wet the bed. It is abnormal for you to wet the bed at your age, do you know?"

“I just occasionally…”

Mu Yinan found the replacement clothes and changed the clothes for Xia Sijing while saying, "If it is not a physical disease, it is the temporary enuresis that you are overly tired, mentally stressed."

He continued: "This kind of symptoms is quite common in child stars. After all, you have to work like an adult at such a young age, and your routine is not normal."

For some reason, when I was by Mu Yinan, Xia Sijing always felt a complex feeling of peace and tension, and couldn't help but ask shyly: "Can... be cured?"

"Of course, try not to eat cold fruits and drinks to relax. When you go to the hospital to see your mother in the afternoon, I will take you to a Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe some medicines to nourish the kidneys and brain, regulate the spleen and stomach, and decoct them for you to take in the evening."

"Thank you." Looking at the elegant and gentle man in front of you, Xia Sijing's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up, and the feeling of heartbeat was like seeing Kexi for the first time.
Chapter completed!