The next morning, when Mo Qingcheng saw Shangguan Yichen, she was startled and all her anger vanished. She immediately led him back to her room, pressed him onto the bed, and began to take his pulse.

The little boy was pale, his forehead was a little hot, and his eyes were lifeless. Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but blame herself. Why was she getting angry with a little kid?

Mu Wanqing followed closely, still banging on the gong. Shangguan Yunxi nervously stepped forward and grabbed Shangguan Yichen's hand.

Shangguan Yichen resisted the urge to pull his hand away. He had finally managed to move his mother with his self-inflicted injury, but a small action would expose his true colors.

Shangguan Yunxi lowered her eyes and coughed lightly. Anyone who didn't know better would think she had cried herself to sleep. Only she knew how hard she had to hold back her tears.

Damn it, I'm about to burst! Dude, do you think you're so high and mighty?

Didn't I just agree to Qing'er's terrible idea?

Mo Qingcheng personally cooked a bowl of shredded pork noodles and added two soft eggs.

Mu Wanqing cried out, "Mother, is there no kitchen yet?"

Mo Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated, and poked the little girl's forehead: "You glutton!"

Shangguan Yunxi stopped crying, wiped her tears with the back of her hand, stood up, and went to eat noodles with Mu Wanqing.

Mo Qingcheng: "..."

Shangguan Yichen: "..."

Mo Qingcheng watched Shangguan Yichen eat his noodles and then went to brew the medicine herself.

Shangguan Yichen lay on the bed, a sweet smile on his lips. His mother hadn't abandoned him.

Very good!

Little did the young boy know that his every move was being observed by Mo Qingcheng...

After giving her some instructions, Mo Qingcheng took the empty bowl and went out...

When Old Man Bai learned that Shangguan Yichen was ill, he became anxious as well.

In the blink of an eye, I saw Mu Wanqing and Shangguan Yunxi each holding a large bowl, happily eating noodles, and my heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

It seems there's nothing seriously wrong, otherwise these two girls wouldn't have been able to eat...

On a dark and windy night, Mo Qingcheng changed into a night outfit, pushed open the door, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Mo Qingcheng stopped in her tracks: "Come out."

"Lady Mo has excellent hearing..." A man in black descended from the sky, his voice somewhat hoarse.

Mo Qingcheng curled her lips: "With such terrible tracking skills, you still have the nerve to come out and scare people in the middle of the night?"

"..." Yun Feng wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Mrs. Mo, can we have a pleasant chat?

"What is it?" Mo Qingcheng's businesslike manner made Yun Feng feel very uncomfortable.

"Buy medicine!"

"Not for sale!" With that, Mo Qingcheng leaped into the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Lady Mo, wait for me..." Yun Feng's expression changed drastically, and he chased after her.

Why did Lady Mo just run away without saying a word?

If this elixir cannot be brought back, wouldn't the master devour him alive?

It's terrifying to even think about.

"Help! Lady Mo..."

"Shut up!" Mo Qingcheng wished she could slap this idiot away.

Why are you chasing yourself around in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

Yun Feng dared not relax; he had no choice but to give chase. He stared at Mo Qingcheng with a pitiful expression, pleading, "Wife, save me..."

"Shut up!" Mo Qingcheng slapped Yun Feng across the face. What would happen if the boss heard that?

Yun Feng's legs went weak and he almost knelt down. "Lady Mo, please don't torture me!"

"What medicine?" Mo Qingcheng looked disgusted. It seemed that not giving her some medicine wouldn't work. She should just get rid of her as soon as possible.

Yun Feng was slightly taken aback. He took out a list from his pocket and handed it to Mo Qingcheng. He was uneasy, thinking that his master was just courting death.

Knowing it's no good, why did you still come here looking for a beating?

The master's heart is exceptionally black...

Mo Qingcheng's eyelids twitched: "Not for sale!"