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.

“Find Feng Chen and tell him to come over quickly. Also, find that woman.”

Because the little packrat kept calling for her mother.

When Yun Ran received the message from a secret guard, she rushed to Mo Beiyuan’s study with Bun.

She looked at the little pink ball in Mo Beiyuan’s arms who kept humming because she was not feeling well.

Yun Ran’s heart burned.

“What’s going on? Why did her stomach suddenly hurt? Did she eat something?”

Mo Beiyuan’s gaze landed on the pastry at the side, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.

Sweetcake had only touched the plate of pastries.

“Who has touched these pastries? Investigate those who have passed through.”

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, “What’s wrong with Sister? Is her stomach hurting because she’s sick? We have to find a doctor for her and let her take medicine!”

Mo Beiyuan knew that everyone was panicking. As a man and father, he had to be calm.

He comforted Bun in a low voice. “The secret guard has already gone to invite Uncle Feng Chen. Sweetcake will be fine.”

Yun Ran could not care less about not being too close to Mo Beiyuan.

She leaned closer and stroked Sweetcake’s head to comfort her. “Sweetcake, be good. Don’t be afraid. Mother is here.”

Mo Beiyuan also raised his hand and touched the little packrat’s head. “Daddy is here too. Don’t be afraid.”

When they sent out the fourth batch of secret guards, Feng Chen finally rushed over.

At this moment, Sweetcake was lying in Mo Beiyuan’s arms. Her big black eyes had lost their usual luster.

The situation seemed to be getting worse, and the crying was gradually weakening.

“Don’t be anxious. Let me take a look.”

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.

“She’s not poisoned. It doesn’t seem to be a stomachache, right?”

“Then why is she like this?”

“Then what happened to her?”

Mo Beiyuan and Yunran asked about the situation immediately.

Feng Chen touched his smooth chin, his eyes filled with uncertainty. “You might not believe me, but I just detected spiritual power in her. A powerful and mysterious spiritual power.”

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 sect’s ultimate technique to diagnose the little packrat again.

Just as he injected his own spiritual power into the little packrat’s body, he was sent flying by a powerful spiritual power.

It was so sudden.

“Feng Chen! What are you doing?” 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.

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