At least, Mo Xi had never seen his young master act so weak and coquettishly to anyone other than grandma Mo!
At this moment, Mo Qian was like an injured, lazy lion. Under his soft fur was an extremely fragile heart that needed more security.
The impact that Mo Qian had given Mo Xi today was already enough! Mo Xi felt a little physically and mentally exhausted.
After helping Mo Qian cover his legs with a blanket, Zhuang Xian heaved and said to Mo Xi, "Help him up now. He still needs to take some more medicine."
Mo Xi received the order and gently strove to support Mo Qian's back, helping him sit up slowly.
The sweat on his forehead and his flushed face did not affect Mo Qian's handsomeness. He tiredly looked up at Zhuang Xian and said softly, "Do I need medicine again? Didn't I drink it?"
