He was stunned for two seconds, and a joyful look appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand and touched the child's face gently twice. "This child is really smart. He can talk right after he is born. If I heard you right, he just said
I’m calling you mother.”
Did he really call himself mother?
Mu Lingyue was surprised and happy. At this time, the child screamed twice vaguely, and the sound of milk was so delicious.
Mu Lingyue suddenly had tears in her eyes, as if she would just blink and the tears would fall out.
The boy Jin grabbed one of Mo Nu's fingers and sucked it as if holding his own finger. His soft and warm lips seemed to treat his finger as a delicacy. He was sucking it happily.
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Mo Nu hurriedly pulled out his fingers, dumbfounded and said, "Oh, my little ancestor, if you are hungry, drink your mother's milk, but don't bite my fingers. This is not clean. If you kill your little ancestor,
I can't bear the burden of whatever illness you get."
After hearing the word "milk", several black lines appeared on Mu Lingyue's forehead.
This damn Mo slave doesn't know how to be careful when speaking. He can say such things in front of her. Doesn't he treat her as a woman at all?
Mo Nu finished speaking, but after a few seconds, he felt something was wrong. He looked at Mu Lingyue's face, stood up, and said with a smile, "By the way, you are very weak now, and the doctor said he would give you
Take a good tonic, I just asked the maid to take some tonics, I will bring them over right now, you can drink some."
With that said, he stood up and walked to the table, picking up the tonic soup that the maid had placed on it. As soon as Mu Lingyue smelled the tonic soup, she immediately lost her appetite.
Although she had little strength, she didn't want to eat anything.
She frowned, shook her head and waved her hands, "You'd better take it, I don't want to eat anything."
"That won't work."
Mo Nu frowned, took a spoonful and put it to her mouth, "If you don't drink it, I'll have the child taken away now."
Mu Lingyue glared at him angrily, "You..."
"You have to lie in bed like this every day, looking like you are dying. How can you take care of your child if you can't even take care of yourself? And the child is so young. If you don't take good care of your body, you will get sick and get sick."
What to do with the child?”
For a while...
Mu Lingyue finally compromised and nodded helplessly, "Okay, I'll drink. Isn't it okay if I drink?"
Mo Nu smiled with satisfaction and said, "That's good. If you recover faster, you can also go out for a walk with the baby in your arms. Otherwise, it would be bad luck to stay in this bed all day long."
As a last resort, Mu Lingyue had no choice but to swallow the full bowl of tonic soup while enduring the nausea in her heart.
Although the taste of the soup is not very good, after drinking it, my body felt warm and I gained some strength after a while.
"Do you feel better now?"
Mo Nu also saw that her face looked much better than before.
He said with a smile, "What you drank was soup made from thousand-year-old ginseng. It only takes one ginseng, and it only makes a small bowl."[
Mu Lingyue secretly smacked her tongue. She drank a thousand-year-old ginseng in one breath. This was really a great tonic.
No wonder she felt that her body felt much better all of a sudden.
"By the way, do you feel uncomfortable in any way now? If so, tell me immediately and I will ask the doctor to take a look at you."