The Emperor of Quick Transmigration has crossed over again

Chapter 217 Power Generation for Idols (36)

"Hey, idol!"

"What's the matter? Your voice is wrong? Are you sick?" Wang Yibo immediately heard something was wrong, intermittently, like a kitten, very helpless.

"It's nothing, just a stomachache. It's an old problem. Is the idol finished filming?" Mo Li suppressed his discomfort and spoke to Wang Yibo in a relaxed tone.

Wang Yibo, who was far away in Haixi City, was sitting in the nanny's car, and frowned when he heard the words. He also had a stomach problem. It was mild. He knew the pain. He didn't expect that she also had a stomach problem. Then he thought that she might have many hidden wounds. He felt uncomfortable.

He looked at the small clock on the countertop. It is now 6:10 in the evening. He said in a deep voice, "Stomach disease is not a trivial matter. Do you have any stomach medicine? Also, have you eaten? You are still alone at home." ? Does your aunt know about your situation?"

With a "puchi", Mo Li chuckled, and she teased: "Idol, please keep your aloofness, you are in Tang Monk mode, which makes me a little uncomfortable!"

Wang Yibo didn't smile, he had a cold face with a hint of pampering: "Don't be poor, answer my question. If it's serious, go to the hospital!"

Mo Li surrendered, really lost to him: "Okay, I will report to you
"1. I took stomach medicine.

2. I am still alone at home, have not eaten, and have no appetite.

3. My mother doesn't know, she should be very busy now. "

Wang Yibo said, "We're on video call" and then reconnected to her. Mo Li had no choice but to go back to the space as soon as possible, so she had to find a way to deal with it.

But she still connected, "Idol, there is still a night scene to shoot, it's hard work!"

Wang Yibo saw that she seemed to be fished out of the water, and immediately became nervous: "Momo, what's wrong with you, why is it so serious?"

He shouted to Ah Hu who was sitting in the co-pilot: "Brother Hu, call 120 quickly, let them rescue Momo, hurry up!"

He turned to Moli again and said, "Momo, don't hang up the phone, I want to watch you get into the ambulance, understand?"

Mo Li smiled weakly: "Okay, listen to you. And thank you, idol!"

Bai Zhi stood by and listened to their conversation, it quickly changed back to the appearance of a white fox, communicated with its spiritual consciousness, and asked Moli to put it into the space, and Moli agreed.

Wang Yibo was very angry, he didn't know why he was angry, but when he saw Mo Li who made him into a mess, he felt distressed and angry, why didn't he protect himself?

"Thank me for what? Didn't I say don't say thank you to me?" Wang Yibo tried his best to soften his tone and looked at Moli on the phone screen.

"Thank you for speaking up for me during the day. Although you didn't say anything, I know that you are fighting for me. And idol, you look so handsome today, just like the heroes in ancient times."

Wang Yibo saw that Mo Li was so weak, he didn't forget to praise him, such a good girl was abused by ordinary people before she was a teenager.

The key point is that she didn't give up on herself, nor did she have the mentality of retaliating against the society. Just like normal people, she was full of hope for life and loved others. He wanted to protect such a girl.

"Momo, let me find you a nanny. Let her take care of your daily life. At least you can have a hot meal. If you are sick, someone can call 120 for you in time. Do you agree?"

Mo Li was taken aback by Wang Yibo's thoughts, and quickly refused: "Idol, please don't, I don't like letting strangers live in my house, and I have taken care of myself since I was a child, it's fine, really!"

(End of this chapter)