Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 669 Tuberculosis (1)
In Mo Yan's heart, she and Wanqi Yuling had a tacit understanding, one look, one movement, they understood each other, and there was no need to communicate with each other.

If things go on like this, the two of them are warm and romantic together, but Mo Yan always feels that something is missing.

It seems that there is still a little uncertainty in my heart?
After all, after several years in this era, her thoughts are different from ordinary people, living in the cracks, she is afraid that she will show her edge and be disliked by others.

The family is tolerant and supportive, her husband pampers and loves her, Mo Yan is like living in a honeypot, even if there are some small flaws, it is harmless.

God gave her too much, the more people get more, the heart becomes greedy, and she is afraid that what she gets will be taken back.

Therefore, Mo Yan has a more benevolent heart than in her previous life. She believes that getting these things is not accidental, but karma.

There is nothing wrong with doing more good deeds and keeping kind thoughts.

"It's raining heavily again, let's go back, if you are worried about Miss Wei, you can visit tomorrow."

The return trip was not done with much fanfare, and it was reasonable that the prefect of Wei did not get any news when all the talents arrived in Luzhou.

With Mo Yan's status, there is no need to post a post to visit the door, but the friendship between the two families is based on relationship rather than identity, Wan Qi Yuling only said this.

"kindness."

No matter how worried about Wei Zixian's situation, today is not a good time to come to the door. It's too late, and the rain is heavy, maybe the other party has already fallen asleep.

The husband and wife went out for a while, and they missed the two little buns at home. Baobao and Baobao were so stubborn that they couldn't see their parents and refused to sleep.

Just as he was about to leave, the sound of horseshoes came from downstairs, followed by a commotion.

Mo Yan noticed something strange in the voice, and looked down the window, the downstairs of Zuixian Tower was actually surrounded by neat soldiers.

The one who took the lead was the dog leg next to Chen Laizi, chirping and talking to the leader.

Mo Yan's complexion changed, and there was a rising anger in her heart. She didn't take Chen Laizi's troubles to heart.

The opening of the restaurant, visitors from all over the world, people with different personalities and tempers, troublemakers and troublemakers, this is unavoidable.

However, now that Zuixian Tower is surrounded by soldiers, the problem is serious.

Luzhou's garrison used power for personal gain, mobilized the city defense army for a trivial matter, and dealt with it according to military law.
"Guest officer, guest officer, let's go!"

The clerk ran upstairs in a hurry, his face covered in cold sweat, and said anxiously, "The shopkeeper went to the prefect's back office to rescue soldiers, and he hasn't come back yet, you two hurry up and leave at the back door!"

The other guests had no grievances with Chen Laizi, and the other party surrounded them with soldiers just to intimidate them and would not do anything to the guests, but these two were different, they almost killed Chen Laizi.

On rainy nights, the soldiers wore machetes shining brightly on their bodies, and their swords shone with silver light.

The man watched the executioner execute the execution at Caishikou, and he was terrified of the machete and almost cried.

But no matter how anxious he is, he can't leave the guests alone. This is the signboard of Zuixianlou, so it must not be smashed!

Thinking that the owner behind the scenes is Princess Nanping, the waiter calmed down a bit, "You two guests, go downstairs to the backyard from here, and there will be a staff to meet you. Hurry up, otherwise the road will be closed later, and it will be too late!"

As the buddy said, he stepped forward to urge them, and guided the two of them along the way.

Wan Teng Yuling stood still, the wind was blowing his clothes, and under the dim candle, his expression could not be seen clearly.

The man was taken aback, so what if he is noble?Heroes don't suffer immediate losses, those city defense troops are well-trained, and they must obey the command of Luzhou's defense.

Mo Yan thought of this, a concubine does not have the right to be a director of the family.

So why did the Luzhou garrison send troops blatantly?He wants to occupy the Zuixian Tower all by himself?
Mo Yan is the master behind the scenes, and only the shopkeeper and others in Zuixianlou know that to work here, one must first have a clean family background and a strict mouth, all of them are trustworthy people, she never doubts Mu Bai's picky eyes.

The two of them didn't move, the man didn't understand very much, he was in a panic, afraid that those soldiers would rush in.

The door was closed, but it wasn't enough to smash it. He had to quickly put the most precious drunk in the warehouse.

As long as there is drunkenness, the signboard of Zuixian Tower will not fall down, and he can clearly distinguish which is more important.

"Go and do your work first, it's a good job."

Mo Yan gave the clerk a silver coin as a reward, then she pulled a chair and sat down silently, smiling slightly, "Husband, what should we do? We can't go back!"

The man was a little confused by the two people's leisurely and contented expressions, he didn't care about talking, turned around and ran downstairs to transfer the precious drunkenness.

Wan Teng Yuling was silent, and stroked her hair with her hand.

They were waiting, waiting for the moment when the soldiers rushed in.

The rain became more and more urgent, forming a water curtain in front of the window, and everything a few meters away became blurred.

There are no pedestrians on the road, and the dim lights of common people's houses not far away, against the background of the rain, look even more lonely, with a more sad taste.

The soldiers were well-trained and didn't talk too much. The dog leg of Chen Mangzi in front was still talking about the scene at that time, filled with righteous indignation.

If someone commits a crime in the street, shouldn't he be caught and thrown into prison?

But the defenders forgot that this was the prefect's job.

The shopkeeper of Zuixianlou limped in the rain, followed by a team of police officers.

The shopkeeper first went to the back office of the prefect of Wei to ask for help. He heard that the two of them were guarding the house, and they secretly came at an untimely time.

When it was time to go down to the Yamen, there were only two police officers on duty at night.The shopkeeper had no choice but to find the night watchman to explain the situation.

The catcher was very righteous and went door to door to inform people, which wasted time.

At the gate of Zuixian Tower, everyone was dumbfounded when they saw hundreds of soldiers. What's the trouble?

"What's going on? The city defense army doesn't patrol, so what are you doing in Zuixian Tower?"

If someone really caused trouble, it is also the responsibility of the police, and the city defense army should not do it for them.

The two groups of people usually stumbled and stumbled like enemies, especially because they both felt sorry for what happened to the prefect's daughter guarding the Li family.

"Catch Jiangyang Bandit, can't you?"

The leading soldier smiled sarcastically, "You guys belong to the rat family? There's nothing wrong with it."

In a word, the arresters were angered, and everyone drew their knives one after another, looking like they were about to fight.

Mo Yan looked even more confused. She took Wanqi Yuling's hand and said in a low voice, "In my impression, the slender husband is a gentle and gentle son. I always thought that Luzhou Defense was a Confucian general."

At that time, I vaguely remembered hearing my mother say that the Li family had a simple population, and the guarding wife was a good-natured person, and Wei Zixian would definitely enjoy a happy marriage.

The matter was very different from what Mo Yan knew.

Downstairs, the city defense army and the police were not giving in to each other, talking about each other.

(End of this chapter)