The Devil Concubine: The Lady of the Divine Doctor

Chapter 86
"Oh?" Mo Han raised his eyebrows and asked with a puzzled look, "Since Madam said that he could trust Mo Han's medical skills, and also said that Mo Han's diagnosis was wrong, do you believe Mo Han? Or do you not believe it? Woolen cloth?"

Mo Wushuang couldn't help laughing at Mo Han's answer.

It is said that treacherous villains, treacherous villains.But now it seems that Mo Han is even more treacherous than a villain.

What Ling Rumei said obviously didn't mean that, but when he came to him, he was forcefully distorted by his open-eyed nonsense,
I only picked up the first half of the sentence and the second half of the sentence, the meaning of which is far from the meaning of the whole sentence Ling Rumei said.

"I don't mean that by being a concubine, Mr. Mo Han misunderstood." Ling Rumei said with gritted teeth.

This damned Mo Han looks so gentle, why is he so difficult?It's really unrecognizable.

"Then what do you mean, madam? Please forgive Mo Han for being dull and not understanding." Mo Han continued to ask in a puzzled manner.

"This..." Ling Rumei was a little speechless.

Seeing that Ling Rumei had nothing to say, Mo Han didn't bother to play word games with her anymore, but kindly reminded: "Ma'am, instead of wasting this time discussing useless medical skills with Mo Han, it's better to think about how to communicate with Mo Han." General, please explain that Miss Wushuang's heart and soul remain in Miss Second's blood."

Hearing this, Ling Rumei gave Mo Han a fierce look, wishing to tear him to pieces.The topic that was finally bypassed was brought back by him again.

Seeing Mo Jingheng's increasingly livid face, Ling Rumei's heart trembled.

He couldn't help looking at Mo Wen, and asked him for help: "Master, you just want to say something, you have been staying in the mansion all this time, what did Xin'er do in the mansion, don't you know? ?”

Mo Wen, who was shocked by the news Mo Han said, couldn't help but come to his senses after hearing Ling Rumei's words.

But for a while, I didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Mo Wen remained silent, Ling Rumei became even more anxious, and couldn't help urging: "Master, please say something."

Mo Wen thought for a while, and said, "Father, with just a few words from Mo Han, can it really be concluded that there is Wushuang's blood in Xin'er's blood? This is too absolute..."

"What do you mean by that? Are you questioning Mo Han's medical skills?" Mo Jingheng replied coldly.

Hearing this, Mo Wen quickly waved his hand to deny it, "That's not what my child meant,"

Cold sweat kept coming out of his body. At this time, the clothes behind Mo Wen were already soaked in sweat.To be honest, talking to his father was stressful for him.

Mo Jingheng glanced at Mo Wen and said, "Then what do you mean?"

He was really getting more and more disappointed with this son. In the past, his Wen'er was not like this, but why has he become so strange now, without even the most basic ability to distinguish right from wrong.

Looking at Ling Rumei, who was always winking at herself, and Mo Jingheng, who had a cold face, Mo Wen had no choice but to reply: "Father, everyone knows that the knife is cut an inch from the heart, so that you can see it." Heart blood, therefore, the person whose heart blood is taken will undoubtedly die, but now Wushuang is still sitting here, how is this possible?"

As everyone knows, Mo Wen's words directly ignited Mo Jingheng's anger.

"You bastard, what do you mean by that? You don't believe it until Shuang'er dies, do you?" At this moment, Mo Jingheng really wanted to go up and slap Mo Wen twice. How could a father say such a thing? .

"Father, calm down, calm down, take care of yourself..." Mo Wen hurriedly comforted, "Of course that's not what my son meant, my son is just discussing the matter according to the conventional speech."

"you……"

Seeing that Mo Jingheng was about to explode, Mo Wushuang who was sitting next to him hurriedly pulled Mo Jingheng's sleeve.

"Grandpa, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry, be careful and break your body, come and drink some tea, calm down, calm down."

As he spoke, he handed over a cup of tea thoughtfully.

Mo Wushuang secretly complained to herself, vomit... I can't believe she can say such a thing, it's so disgusting, it makes... goosebumps...

Mo Wushuang really deserved to be Mo Jingheng's fire extinguisher, with a few words, he suppressed Mo Jingheng's anger that was about to explode.

Taking the tea cup handed over by Mo Wushuang, and taking a sip, Mo Jingheng smiled like an old child.

"Shuang'er is still good, grandpa is not angry, not angry, hahaha..."

"..."

Mo Wushuang only felt a flock of black crows rattling past his head.

Grooving, can you not be so scary?The face became conjuring.

It is said that the weather in June is a woman's face, but now in Mo Wushuang's view, no matter how fast I am, I can't match the speed of Mo Jingheng's face change.

From the rage to the happy laughter, the speed is comparable to Shenzhou VI!

And Mo Wen was also dumbfounded.

Who can tell him... what's going on here?
After saying those words, he was already prepared to be scolded by Mo Jingheng.

And just now, he really saw Mo Jingheng's look about to explode, why did Wushuang make his domineering father laugh so...so 'cheap' with just a few words? ?
Well, he admits that it's really inappropriate to use the word 'cheap' to describe his father, but he really thinks his father's smile is so 'cheap'!

When Mo Wen was looking at Mo Jingheng, Mo Wushuang also looked at him with a half-smile.

As soon as Mo Wen looked away, he found Mo Wushuang's gaze. Seeing her staring at him, Mo Han asked a little strangely: "Wushuang, what do you want?"

Mo Wushuang smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, I just want to see what my father looks like?"

"Huh?" Mo Wen was confused, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? It doesn't mean anything. I just want to see how much my father hates me, and he wants me to die." Mo Wushuang still smiled brightly.

Hearing this, Mo Wen couldn't help being tinged with displeasure, and said, "Wu Shuang, what nonsense are you talking about? It's getting more and more unruly."

"Nonsense?" Mo Wushuang disagreed, "Father, you are wrong, what Wushuang said is the truth."

Mo Wen frowned, and said with displeasure: "Mo Wushuang, what do you mean now? Don't think that with your grandpa pampering you, you can be lawless, and don't think that I dare not do anything to you. Don't forget , I am your father."

"Oh, father..." Mo Wushuang sneered, "There is a father who wishes for my death all the time, should I be happy or proud?"

(End of this chapter)