Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 885
Mo Yan watched silently from the perspective of an outsider. She was so anxious that she broke out in a cold sweat. No matter how powerful a martial arts master is, they can't resist the speed of the pistol, not to mention that Luo Qi has already been shot.

Unexpectedly, she accidentally found out the truth about her sudden death that year. It turned out that it was a well-planned murder.

Strangely, Mo Yan doesn't hate Fu Ze, and even thinks that a person like him lives in a pitiful life, and the hypocritical coat can't hide the ugliness and filth in his heart.

Living in this world, relatives are not like relatives, friends are not like friends, is it meaningful?

He has such hobbies, which are difficult for normal people to accept.

Instead, Mo Yan thanked him.

Perhaps, everything was predestined in the dark, if not for death, how could he go to Dayue, to Wanqi Yuling's side?
In modern times, she has no close people, no friends, all she has is work, and deals with cold corpses all day long to complete the mission of a forensic doctor.

"Before you die, what else do you want to say?"

Fu Ze suddenly recognized that the one who got shot was Luo Qi, who had become famous recently. Judging from the speed at which Luo Qi dodged just now, it wasn't just for nothing. His movements were agile and his speed was quite fast.

This made him very interested, and even a little reluctant.

If Luo Qi can be with him, the two of them cooperate, it must be perfect!
"Just because your secret was exposed, so you killed her?"

At the critical moment, Luo Qi was very calm. He was thinking of a way to escape quickly, and several plans were instantly formed in his head.

There was a little light at the door, and there were slight footsteps. Judging from the sound, there should be at least a dozen people.

It seems that their rescuers have arrived!

He gave Chu Xia a calm look, unexpectedly, the other party would quickly understand, the two looked at each other, and decided to delay.

Luo Qi felt very uncomfortable, just because the person who was killed was called Mo Yan.

"if not?"

Fu Ze hooked the corner of his mouth mockingly. In this world, almost everyone who knew his secret was dead, and there were only these two left.

Perhaps, the police did not imagine waste.

Without the cover of this nonsense haunted house, his plan would not have gone so smoothly.

It's useless to talk too much, he took out his pistol, and Fu Ze was the first to aim at Chu Xia.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Luo Qi moved, he tried his best to protect Chu Xia behind him, and blocked the muzzle of the gun with his chest!
Why do you do this?Luo Qi didn't know, maybe he wanted to know more about that female forensic doctor named Mo Yan?
"boom……"

In the middle of the night, gunshots rang through the sky.

Colleagues from the Chuxia police station arrived in time, and at the critical moment, they aimed at Fu Ze immediately.

"Luo Qi, how are you?"

Chu Xia ignored Fu Ze, who was lying on the ground, and covered the blood on Luo Qi's right chest with his hand. That bullet was blocked for her...

The winter nights are extremely long, and the north wind blows the walls of the car. Even if the windows are covered with cotton curtains and the charcoal basin is lit inside the carriage, people can still feel the cold wind.

"what happened?"

Wan Teng Yuling sat up and poured Mo Yan a cup of calming tea with a thin-mouthed copper pot warmed on a small red clay stove.

Recently, my wife often dreams, and sometimes whispers softly. He is afraid that it is the sequelae of poisoning, so he is extra careful.

"fine."

Mo Yan rubbed her eyes, staring in confusion at the calming incense curling up on the small table, she patted her head, feeling a little confused.

It seemed that this dream was extraordinarily long, and she returned to the modern age again.

Luo Qi blocked the gun for Chu Xia, and then they had a crush on each other and came together.

Seeing Chu Xia threatening Luo Qi with a scalpel, Mo Yan wanted to laugh, but at the same time felt extremely relieved.

No matter where you are, if you have friends and love, even if you have no relatives, as long as you can live well, your relatives will feel at ease.

Comprehending this truth, Mo Yan's heart was instantly filled.

In modern times, she has not been forgotten by colleagues in the police station. Every year at Qingming, colleagues will go to the cemetery together to see her and talk about trivial matters in the police station.

It turned out that quite a few colleagues had a crush on her.

Knowing the truth of her sudden death, Mo Yan has no nostalgia for Hyundai.

The past is like smoke, reincarnated as a human being, and more importantly, live in the present.

"Seeing that your complexion is not very good, are you having a nightmare again?"

Wan Teng Yuling thoughtfully put on Mo Yan's coat, looked into her eyes, which were bright but concealed a little moisture, he suddenly felt flustered, afraid that he would make her wronged.

"No, I figured out something, so I'm happy."

On the soft bed opposite, the little bun Mingxi let out a well-proportioned breathing sound. When this kid was sleeping, even the sound of thunder couldn't wake him up.

"It's worth celebrating."

After handing over the hot tea, Wanqi Yuling put on a warm cloth towel to help his wife wipe her face.

"Where do you put your hands?"

Mo Yan wiped his face indiscriminately, felt the tremor in his chest, lowered his head, just in time to see his white and slender hands.

He can always find the sensitive point for her, and the two of them have sex every time, happily and harmoniously.

"I'm celebrating you."

Wan Yu Yuling was expressionless and spoke seriously, the flames in his black eyes shot up, melting his cold appearance...

Speaking of it, it seemed that it had been a few days since she had done what she should do. Seeing that her wife was still a little confused, Wan Yuling made an inch of it, and put down a curtain before Ming Xi fell asleep, and grabbed Mo Yan's lips...

All night, non-stop.

Walking from the north to the south, the wind and snow gradually subsided, and the celebration of the Chinese New Year still remained in the first month.

Great victories at the Da Viet border, the emperor wants to lower taxes, the happiest thing is the common people, when they meet on the street, they can always say a few words.

What people hope for is nothing more than peace and prosperity for the country and the people, good weather, food and clothing.

It is very easy to see a doctor now. There is a special medical center in the yamen, and it only costs one penny at a time.

Yamen medical clinics soon became popular in Dayue, and it is said that Dawu is following suit, making the people of Dayue feel extraordinarily respectable and praise them.

Different from the coming depression, the shops on the street became more and more lively. Many merchants who avoided the war for fear of war returned, and the value of the shops doubled, which made Mo Yan, who had the foresight, earn a soft hand.

So far, the most costly project is the large project in the south, the South-to-North Water Diversion Project.

Because a tunnel needs to be dug in the mountains, the refugees will always need food, and some silver will be given to them in the future to buy land and so on. The consumption is enough to last a year's border war, and the expenditure is really not small.

As the queen of Dayue, there is probably no one who is still working hard to earn money.

"Mother, the peach cakes here are better than those in Kyoto."

With short legs, Ming Xi longed for the time-honored peach cake.

Mo Yan was afraid that he would still be thinking about the erotic pictures and go back to the palace and talk nonsense, but as a mother, it was too difficult for her to explain such things to Xiaowa.

At night, she communicated with Wan Qi Yuling on the bed and decided to cultivate and discover another hobby of Mingxi, so that he could forget about that strange booklet.

The three-year-old baby is the time when she loves to play around the most. Mo Yan thinks that Mingxi has a very sensitive sense of smell and taste, and Mo Zi can help him develop it. It's a blessing!

"It's cold, so you can bring it to Kyoto. It's no problem to give it away, but let Mingche eat less, in case you have a stomachache." There are no preservatives in ancient dim sum, and some dim sum are specially made to be salty. some time.

Those who ship goods from south to north always bring special products from various places in this way, and they don't pay so much attention.

"kindness."

Ming Xi ate a piece and wrapped it in oiled paper again, feeling sorry for his elder brother Ming Che who didn't get any fresh and delicious snacks.

This baby didn't know at all, because she accidentally caught a glimpse of her parents' secrets, so she was tricked.

"It's delicious, you can eat more, but you can't be unrestrained, or you will become a big fat man."

Mo Yan took out her handkerchief and gently wiped the crumbs from Ming Xi's lips, restoring her image of a loving mother again.

As an excellent chef, first of all he should be a foodie.

Because of being picky, we can keep improving.

Standing in this position, Mingxi has no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life, because with Ming Che in front, he is destined to not be able to achieve much.

This is what the brothers have been doomed since they were born.

In a certain way, Mo Yan feels guilty towards Ming Xi, because he lost his position as prince when he was born, and he will live under Ming Che's shadow forever.

The Zuixianlou left behind by Mubai is a compensation for Mingxi, hoping that he can understand the painstaking efforts of being a mother when he grows up.

Born in a heavenly family, some things should be avoided in advance, and should be tabooed.

Fortunately, the two brothers are very close, even Beibei and Yuyu have to stay behind.

Speaking of Fatty, the image of Zhang Ju appeared in Mo Yan's mind, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

Some time ago, Mo Zhongchen had a rare gossip in a letter from home.

There is a small matter in Kyoto that did not alarm anyone, that is, Jing Zhaoyin and Zhang Ju took a concubine!

Zhang Ju's wife was treated by Mo Yan and basically recovered, but her body was seriously damaged back then, which may affect her children.

The Zhang family's heirs are weak, Zhang Ju will inevitably want to take a concubine, but that person, unexpectedly, is Yanxia.

Yanxia was once imprisoned by Xia Mingxuan in that kind of dark place, where she ate human flesh and drank blood just to survive, she was always insane.

Following Zhang Ju's side, he is quite persistent, and can make a lot of jokes every time.

When Zhang Ju saw Yanxia, ​​it was like a mouse seeing a cat. How did these two people spark each other?
Isn't Zhang Ju worried about getting fat and being coveted by Yanxia?
"The letter from the capital was dated ten days ago. Mrs. Zhang Ju offered to take the concubine to help Zhang Luo."

Wan Teng Yuling is not a gossip person, seeing Mo Yan laughing for a while, lowering her head in thought and frowning for a while, it is rare for her to take the initiative to explain her doubts.

Mo Yan nodded, she couldn't bring modern thinking into Dayue, she couldn't understand the behavior of pushing her lover out, she had a strong possessive desire.

However, as a third-rank official, it is quite normal to have a few concubines in the family.

Zhang Ju and Yanxia are also considered a rare romantic relationship. When they go back now, Kyoto will definitely be lively.

(End of this chapter)