Just as she stepped onto the stairs, Mo Qishen came running from outside the yard, "Yangyang, wait a moment."
"What's up?" Ni Yang turned around in confusion.
Before she could react, Mo Qishen picked her up, "The doctor said, you're at a critical stage now, can't do dangerous things."
Ni Yang: "..." So climbing stairs is dangerous?
Zhao Yu's face turned pale, even her favorite bread didn't taste good anymore, "What's wrong with my mom? What's wrong with the great beauty? Could it be a side effect from last time? Can't even climb stairs, is my mom going to die?"
As she spoke, tears started falling.
The same blow, she couldn't endure it a second time.
Ni Yang quickly got down from Mo Qishen's embrace and glared at him, "Look how you scared the kid! And also, Zhao Xiaoyu, can't you wish well for your mom? What do you mean I'm going to die? Do I look like someone who's dying?"
Zhao Yu, who was sobbing, suddenly choked, "Great beauty, you're, you're okay?"
