Chapter 505 He Doesn't Hurt

Okay, that's it, just to see how the young master is tomorrow morning?

"Is Brother Hui good?"

Shen Wenhao just remembered his son. The little guy didn't like breastfeeding recently. He showed it to the doctor. He said it was food accumulation and he also prescribed medicine, but the child was too young.

The milk is not good to drink, how can you drink that kind of bitter medicine, the kind that even adults are not willing to drink, let alone him.

As long as he smells it, the little guy will turn his little face aside.

No way, give it a shot, as soon as you fill it, you will cry to death, and Lin Yunniang will also cry to death, and her father's eyes are red, scaring people to death.

I am afraid that this little guy has not recovered from his illness, and the people in this mansion will really be worried and die even more.

"Don't worry, eldest son," Mo Fei knew that Shen Wenhao was also worried about his son. "Little son is already asleep. When I give him a few more injections, he will recover."

"That's good," Shen Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief. For the sake of Brother Hui, even he couldn't sleep well in the past few days.

And he can't stay here anymore, and people are carefully waiting for this man, and he personally sends Mo Fei back to the guest room, this is the only way to go back to see his son.

Inside, Lin Yunniang looked at her son carefully. Brother Hui was already asleep, but it was also because he had a bad stomach recently. His spirit is also poor. If he falls asleep, he cannot make any noise, otherwise it will easily wake him up. As soon as he wakes up, he will cry desperately.

And he has not slept for a long time, and he is so real. He used to be a fat little brother, but now he is not as strong as before, but he is thinner, and his little face is still fleshy.

"Husband, you are back."

Lin Yunniang quickly stood up.

"How is it?" Shen Wenhao also lowered his voice, took off his clothes, and handed them over to Lin Yunniang. Lin Yunniang hurriedly asked the girl to come over to serve, but whether it was the master or the servant, they all relaxed their steps. He didn't dare to make any noise, for fear of waking up the little ancestor.

Shen Wenhao sat down quickly, not daring to touch Brother Hui.

"It's a little better," Lin Yunniang replied, "Doctor Mo has given acupuncture, it's good to not sleep."

"Shizhen, does he hurt?"

When Shen Wenhao thought of needles, he would think of those thick and long needles that pierced into the man's legs like this. The man was unconscious, but in the end it was painful and covered in sweat.

His brother Hui is still so small. He has been pampered and grown up since he was a child. He has never had such a serious illness, and he has to get needles.

"It doesn't hurt," Lin Yunniang said with a smile, she also took the clothes and changed them for Shen Wenhao, "He was very brave back then, his little face was still smiling, if it really hurts, don't cry. Everyone is afraid of loud voices."

Shen Wenhao naturally knows this. What kind of temperament is his own son, how could he not know as a father, but when he heard this, he was relieved. Mo Fei said, he would help Shi Ji again. The daily needle is fine, don't worry, it's all been reduced recently, Shen Wenhao touched Lin Yunniang's face, really, it only took a few days if she didn't keep it, she lost a lot of weight, and her complexion was not good. She is the only master in the mansion, and she has to take care of the central feeder in the mansion, and she has to take care of her family. All matters are on her shoulders.

Lin Yunniang didn't want to be idle. She didn't want to have more sisters to help her and grab the power in the mansion. She used to feel that a woman was going to take a concubine for her husband. If she really gave her husband to others, she was afraid that she would kill people because of jealousy. Those generous women are all pretending to be. The so-called harmony between wives and concubines is all fake. If it wasn't that he didn't care about it, or who could talk and laugh with the woman who robbed his husband, he must have hated it.

"By the way," Lin Yunniang continued to adjust Shen Wenhao's clothes, "You came back a little late today."

"One person was rescued on the way back, so it was late."

Shen Wenhao replied again, "I just happened to meet the Doctor Mo who was going back, and this is what saved that person's life."

"Are you seriously injured?"

After Lin Yunniang obeyed, she was also a little worried. No matter who it was, there was only one life. .

"Well, it's not a big deal," Shen Wenhao sat down again and carefully covered his son's quilt, "Let the nurse take care of you for a while, you should rest as well."

"Let's go, let's go to rest first," he wrapped his arms around Lin Yunniang's shoulder, "You've been tired recently, so take a good night's sleep and then talk about it."

"But, Brother Hui..." How could Lin Yunniang give up on her son, "He just needs his mother now. What if he wakes up and can't see his mother, what if he cries?"

"Don't worry," Shen Wenhao hugged Lin Yunniang's shoulder again, "there are so many wives and girls waiting for you, nothing will happen, besides, he is sleeping now, don't disturb him, What if she starts crying when she sees you, this kid is fine."

And speaking of his son, can Shen Wenhao not know his petty temperament? It's obvious that he is a year old, but I don't know who to learn it from. It's just a ghost. At such a young age, I know that I can find a backing for myself. If you are scolded by your father, but cry to find your grandfather, this ability to hold your thighs has been practiced since childhood, right?

Lin Yunniang is still worried about her son. This is her heart and soul. She will cry to death after a few days of illness.

"It's okay," Shen Wenhao couldn't help but pull Lin Yunniang back to the room to rest. Let's have his mother-in-law come over tomorrow. There is no one in charge of his family. His father and he are both rude. After taking care of the Lord for a few days, Lin Yunniang exhausted herself to death.

Although Lin Yunniang was worried about her son, she was really tired. Although she was thinking about a lot of things on the pillow, she fell asleep after a while. When she woke up, she found that Mrs. Shangshu is here.

"Mother," Lin Yunniang hurriedly sat up, "Why are you here?"

"Can I still come?"

Mrs. Shangshu rolled her eyes at her daughter, "Look at how you became a mother and kept my little grandson thin."

And what she said made Lin Yunniang cry, and she didn't want to, either.