The Ghost King's Wife is Sassy and Beautiful-Chapter 43 - 43 You Might Not Believe Me
43 You Might Not Believe Me
He saw Sweetcake scrunch up her face, hugging her small stomach and rolling uncomfortably on the soft couch.
Mo Beiyuan bent down and picked her up. His expression was unprecedentedly flustered as he shouted at the secret guards on duty outside. ๐ง๐๐ฒ๐we๐noัต๐l.๐o๐ฎ
โFind Feng Chen and tell him to come over quickly. Also, find that woman.โ
Because the little packrat kept calling for her mother.
When Yun Ran received the message from a secret guard, she rushed to Mo Beiyuanโs study with Bun.
She looked at the little pink ball in Mo Beiyuanโs arms who kept humming because she was not feeling well.
Yun Ranโs heart burned.
โWhatโs going on? Why did her stomach suddenly hurt? Did she eat something?โ
Mo Beiyuanโs gaze landed on the pastry at the side, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.
Sweetcake had only touched the plate of pastries.
โWho has touched these pastries? Investigate those who have passed through.โ
If someone in the residence had done something, he would not let them off easily!
Without realizing it, Yunran had already treated the two children as her own flesh and blood. The little packrat was in pain now. She also felt as if something was gripping her heart. It hurt terribly.
Yun Ran tried to figure out where Sweetcake hurt. Had it started to hurt after eating those pastries? However, Sweetcake was still too young to express her physical condition clearly. There were strings of tears on her face as she kept complaining about her stomachache.
Bun, who was at the side, also looked anxious. He clenched his small fists and asked, โWhatโs wrong with Sister? Is her stomach hurting because sheโs sick? We have to find a doctor for her and let her take medicine!โ
Mo Beiyuan knew that everyone was panicking. As a man and father, he had to be calm.
He comforted Bun in a low voice. โThe secret guard has already gone to invite Uncle Feng Chen. Sweetcake will be fine.โ
Yun Ran could not care less about not being too close to Mo Beiyuan.
She leaned closer and stroked Sweetcakeโs head to comfort her. โSweetcake, be good. Donโt be afraid. Mother is here.โ
Mo Beiyuan also raised his hand and touched the little packratโs head. โDaddy is here too. Donโt be afraid.โ
When they sent out the fourth batch of secret guards, Feng Chen finally rushed over.
At this moment, Sweetcake was lying in Mo Beiyuanโs arms. Her big black eyes had lost their usual luster.
The situation seemed to be getting worse, and the crying was gradually weakening.
โDonโt be anxious. Let me take a look.โ
Feng Chen did not dare to waste any time. He took a closer look and realized that the little packrat did not show any signs of being poisoned. Its symptoms did not seem to be stomach pain.
โSheโs not poisoned. It doesnโt seem to be a stomachache, right?โ
โThen why is she like this?โ
โThen what happened to her?โ ๐๐ณโฏโฏ๐ ๐๐๐ป๐ัต๐๐ก.co๐
Mo Beiyuan and Yunran asked about the situation immediately.
Feng Chen touched his smooth chin, his eyes filled with uncertainty. โYou might not believe me, but I just detected spiritual power in her. A powerful and mysterious spiritual power.โ
Who would believe that a three-and-a-half-year-old little girl had spiritual power?
Even Feng Chen felt that this matter was a little unreal. He was afraid that he had hallucinated and made a wrong judgment.
Therefore, in his uncertainty, Feng Chen used the sectโs ultimate technique to diagnose the little packrat again.
Just as he injected his own spiritual power into the little packratโs body, he was sent flying by a powerful spiritual power.
It was so sudden.
โFeng Chen! What are you doing?โ Mo Beiyuan asked with a dark expression and an unfriendly gaze.
He thought that Feng Chen was joking with him when he said that Sweetcake had a powerful and mysterious spiritual power.