This is said lightly, with a little ridicule.

The force of Bo Qingyun's thin lips was pursed heavier, and he pursed it into a straight line, and looked at it with a low glance.

Xia Wanxin saw that his face was pale at first sight, and it seemed that something was wrong.

She couldn't help but calm her mind.

The food was kept there, and she didn't know if there was any problem. Could it be that it really hurts people's stomachs, right?

Just thinking about it, Bo Qingyun had already stared at her deeply.

Then, he gritted his teeth and suddenly walked upstairs.

"Hey?" Xia Wanxin followed a step, curiously raised her head: "Isn't the toilet like this?"

Not far away is the bathroom on the first floor.

Xiao Xingchen was still holding the chess piece in his palm and blinked: "Dad may want to go back to his room."

Xia Wanxin couldn't help but smack her tongue.

Judging from his face just now, it was obviously in pain. He insisted on going upstairs after all. He really had a lot of burdens on his idol.

But those two dishes were from Bo Qingyun's mouth, so she felt a little guilty.

Xia Wanxin lowered her head, scraped Xiao Xingchen's nose, and said softly: "You go and see your father in a while to see if he is fine. Auntie goes to clean up the table."

"Okay Aunt Xia, I'll help you later."

"Good baby." Xia Wanxin patted his head and walked towards the dining table.

Xiao Xingchen sat on the sofa, waited for a few minutes, and went upstairs to Bo Qingyun's room.

Xia Wanxin was washing dishes in the kitchen.

She heated Bo Qingyun a dish and dirtyed his pot. She thought about it and decided to do it together, after all, she had washed it all.

Just as he put down the spatula, a small figure stumbled out of the kitchen: "Aunt Xia! Daddy, Daddy he--"

"What's wrong with him?" Xia Wan's heart was deeply affectionate and walked over immediately.

There was an irresistible panic on Xiao Xingchen's face, so panicked that he was speechless.

Xia Wanxin held his hand in time and comforted him a few words in his ear.

Xiao Xingchen gradually calmed down and took a deep breath: "Dad, he fainted!"

Xia Wanxin raised her eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

But after eating some leftovers, how could I faint?

She held Xiao Xingchen's hand, and her soft voice had a soothing force at this time: "Take me to see."

"Okay." With her, Xiao Xingchen seemed to have found his backbone again.

I quickly went up the second floor and entered Bo Qingyun's master bedroom.

It's big, like a suite, with everything you should have.

And further in, Bo Qingyun fell on the bed, frowning with her brows and pale lips, which was completely opposite to her usual indifferent and distant cold look.

The tall and crisp body fell down and seemed a little weak.

Xia Wanxin is now sure that he is not pretending anymore.

Immediately walked over and called out softly: "Bo Qingyun?"

Bo Qingyun's eyes moved, but there was no response.

Xia Wanxin lifted his eyelids for examination again.

Afterwards, he raised his wrist and listened to the lower pulse.

When doing all this, Xiao Xingchen watched from the side, his steps kept moving, expressing his nervousness.

Xia Wanxin observed for a while and finally confirmed that he was not feeling uncomfortable in his stomach, but his stomach was uncomfortable.

The dishes he ate just now should be really wrong.

Xia Wanxin could have ignored it or called a family doctor from the Bo family.

But the dish was still passing by her hands. After all, she thought about it and pinched her eyebrows.

Finally, he took out the gold needle and prepared to apply a few needles to him.

Her hands are slender, her fingertips are bright and white, which is particularly beautiful, exuding a luster of mutton fat in the sun.

Looking at Bo Qingyun's innocent face in a coma, she raised her hand and was about to put it down.
Chapter completed!