There are about six or seven people, some with flowers, some with fruits, and some with paper and pen. They should be journalists and parents.

"Teacher Zhou, we are the parents of students."

The person who spoke was a woman, and four or five women stood behind her, walking closer with flowers and fruits.

They stared at Zhou Yanchen, completely treating Mo Xiran as air.

Zhou Yanchen closed his sword eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Hello."

"We are here to thank Teacher Zhou, you saved our child."

The parents were very excited, and some even burst into tears.

In this case, it is really hard to say.

Zhou Yanchen was very cold and just said he didn't have to care.

His cold look not only did not disgust the parents, but instead admired him more and more, thinking that he was a great hero.

Mo Xiran, who was left aside, curled her lips and a female reporter called her aside.

"Miss Mo, our newspaper wants to interview Mr. Zhou. I wonder how Mr. Zhou is in good health now? Can you accept an interview? It won't be long, about an hour will be enough."

"This..." Mo Xiran pinched his fingers and turned to look at Zhou Yanchen who was surrounded by parents. "He should be healthy."

The female reporter's eyes lit up, but she heard her say: "It's just that it's a bit inconvenient to accept the interview. He doesn't like to accept the interview very much."

"Miss Mo, please, this matter is a just thing. If you can be published in the newspaper, it will definitely play a very positive role! The positive impact will be great!"

"That's it." Mo Xiran bit his lower lip, thought for a while and said, "Then I'll discuss it with him."

"Okay, Miss Mo, we'll wait for your news."

After finally sending everyone away, Zhou Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief and felt tired all over.

Mo Xiran pulled over the chair and sat by the bed, hesitating to speak.

She just said the beginning, but was rejected by Zhou Yanchen.

"I won't accept interviews."

"Achen." Mo Xiran tried to persuade, "You are a hero now, and more people should see the positive impact of this matter, right?"

"I didn't want to be a hero, I just wanted to protect Xiaobao and the kids."

"Uh." He said this, and Mo Xiran didn't know how to persuade him.

Zhou Yanchen's phoenix eyes flashed and he suddenly said, "If you want me to agree, you can do it."

"Why?"

"As long as you promise me..."

He called Mo Xiran over and said something to her ear.

Mo Xiran blushed and gently hit his shoulder, "What do you think! Do you accept it if you like it!"

...

After resting in the hospital for a week, Zhou Yanchen asked to be discharged.

He is indeed healthy, and the doctor did a detailed examination and proved that he was not a big problem, so he was allowed to be discharged from the hospital.

Back at the villa, Zhou Yanchen could not live alone, so Mo Xiran had to live with her cute buns.

Zhou Yanchen personally supervised and asked her to carry all her luggage over.

Yuan Yi and Jin Xi watched Mo Xiran lead the cute bun and drag their suitcase to the villa next to him.

Shrugging, Yuan Yi said to Jin Xi: "Why do I feel like sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth?"

Jin Xi smiled softly and rubbed his hair, "Well, that's right."

Yuan Yi avoided his hands and said unnaturally: "Be careful, don't always rub my head, treat me as a child!"

"How could I treat you as a child?"

Yuan Yi blushed, gave Jin Xi a hand, and strode into the house.

Jin Xi rubbed his chest, shook his head and laughed, closed the door and followed.

“I stay in the guest room with Xiaobao.”

Mo Xiran said to Zhou Yanchen, who was sitting on the sofa.

Zhou Yanchen looked up at her carelessly, "No, what should I do if I get up at night? Don't you want to take care of me 'neckly'?"

Mo Xiran gritted her teeth and smiled as if she was smiling: "I'll buy you a chamber pot and put it next to your bed."

Zhou Yanchen was angry and looked gloomy.

For dinner, cute buns also need to eat meat buns. Mo Xiran said that Zhou Yanchen needs nutrition to recover from injuries, and he cannot eat meat buns all the time, and he will grow into a bun face.

After hearing this, Meng Baozi looked in the mirror for a long time.

Zhou Yanchen found that he had secretly pinched his little fleshy face and burst into laughter.

What good things did he do in his previous life with such a cute and adorable son?

Only the old god would give her and him to himself.

"Mommy, then don't eat meat buns."

It seemed as if I had made up some great decision that Meng Baozi said this.

Finally, he was still sad for a while.

Mo Xiran was also so cute by his son that he bent over and kissed him hard several times on his fair and fleshy face.

"Mom makes you delicious food, which is even better than meat buns."

"There is nothing better than meat buns." Meng Baozi shook her head, "It's okay, I'll eat something casually."

He looks like a little adult, and he is simply undescribable.

Too cute!

Moxiran bought a lot of fresh vegetables and meat, as well as pork trotters to make soup.

She said she would replenish whatever she wanted.

This made Zhou Yanchen, who had drunk a large bowl of pig's trotter soup, almost spit out all the soup.

What does she mean?

Is his arm a pig's trotter?

After dinner, I ate a lot of fruits, and Zhou Yanchen was so full that he couldn't stand his stomach.

Now that time, he felt that he had lie down too much, he seemed to have gained weight.

Mo Xiran took a shower for Meng Baozi, coaxed him to sleep, and then came to the master bedroom.

Zhou Yanchen leaned against the bedside bored, waiting for her.

He had not taken a shower for more than a week in the hospital, so he had to wipe it once occasionally, and gave up halfway because he was eaten tofu.

"Xixi, itchy."

Behaved coquettishly before you even started.

Mo Xiran snorted and went into the bathroom to let him water.

After using her fingers to test the water temperature, she helped him in.

The injured arms and legs should not be stained with water. After wrapping them with plastic cloth, they should be placed outside the bathtub.

She poked his chest, "What do you think every day!"

"I miss you." He said, his voice incredible low and hoarseness.

"Xixi." He called her.

She responded softly and was pulled forward by him.

"Help me take it off." His phoenix eyes were bright and he locked her tightly during the period.

Mo Xiran was bewitched, and she let out a soft cry and closed her eyes.

"Xixi, baby, don't you want to?"

"I don't……"

"But I think."

The closed bathroom door emits a touching and touching sound.

"Xixi, hurry up."

"Well, bully you..."

There is no one else in this life.

...
To be continued...