Ji Mo didn't answer her, but was silent.

"Are you hating me? Am I so bad!"

Qi Shaoqin was annoyed.

however!

She suddenly thought of something. Didn't the sick child have an opinion that he couldn't be saved, but that he had difficulties to hide?

Otherwise, he would be indifferent.

"Sick seedling! Good sick seedling! You have to say a word!" she was dying of anxiety.

I can't call an ambulance, and I don't know where the bird doesn't shit now.

Ji Mo is the only one around.

He is her only hope not to become an idiot.

If she can only be an idiot alive, she might as well die.

Qi Shaoqin couldn't care how much she hated sick children.

Now as long as she doesn't become an idiot, she won't be picky.

Qi Shaoqin has made up her mind. No matter what Ji Mo thinks, she has decided!

Like a hunting lion to an antelope, she is very fast and makes it easy for people to dodge.

Ji Mo was unprepared and looked at her incredulously.

Her eyes were out of focus and obviously lost her mind again.

"Sick seedling..." she called him wrongly.

Ji Mo's face suddenly sank.

Qi Shaoqin felt a sudden tightening of his wrist and gasped for breath. When he opened his eyes, he saw Ji Mo quickly bind her hands.

She suddenly regained a faint sense and was stunned, "sick seedling, why do you TM tie me up!"

"Keep some strength." Ji Mo said to her faintly.

Qi Shaoqin cried angrily. "Do you know how much courage I have summoned? You are so indifferent! Just stand by and tie my hand! I knew you were so cold-blooded and could not save me! I... I might as well drown!"

Ji Mo hung his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

Qi Shaoqin felt terrible. If she had the backbone to argue with Ji Mo just now, she would have completely lost her mind.

She asked Qu Baba to look at him: "Ji Mo! Do you really have the heart to see me become an idiot in the future? What good will it do to you if I become an idiot? If I really become an idiot, or if I become an idiot when you take care of me, your reputation will be ruined. Do you really mean nothing? Ji Mo..."

Ji Mo lowered his head and didn't seem to hear her voice of grievance and weakness.

Qi Shaoqin collapsed and howled, "am I so unattractive? I'm so humble and indifferent!"

Ji Mo pursed his thin lips more tightly.

Suddenly, he looked up at her.

Qi Shaoqin kept staring at him.

She could see the subtle look on his face clearly.

Seeing that Ji Mo finally stopped lowering his head, he finally agreed to see her.

Qi Shaoqin looked at him tearfully, his tone was soft and weak, pathetic, "Ji Mo! Good, big baby, help me untie my hand..."

Ji Mo didn't know if he was moved by compassion. He got up, walked towards her, leaned over and picked her up.

"Sick child, big baby! You're not a cold-blooded animal at last! That's right! Darling, untie my hand!" Qi Shaoqin urged excitedly.

Ji Mo ignored what she said, and didn't listen to her untie her hand. Instead, he held her and walked to the river.

Qi Shaoqin leaned in his arms and urged him, "Ji Mo! Why are you holding me to the river? You'll drown if you fall. Darling, untie me first. Don't be stunned. Untie me quickly!"