"Ha ha, it's not as troublesome as taking medicine. You don't suffer from it if you give it to your child, don't you?"

Women think it is also, white pepper is given to her, from head to tail she did not spend a cent, so, take it and go.

"Do not give the child to take medicine, that medicine takes too much, the child can endocrine disorder." Whether a woman will listen to her or not, she thinks that what should be said should be reminded or said.

The woman had already run away with her baby in her arms. A Dao came forward and said, "does doctor Yu always help strangers like this?"

As a result, Yu se didn't speak, and she started to talk with Mo San, who was behind Yu se. "Yes, every time she rescued people she didn't know, and she didn't charge any medical fees."

"Doctor Yu is a kind-hearted Bodhisattva, and good people will always be rewarded." Ah Wen nodded and left.

"Well, you bought me white pepper. I haven't paid for it yet." The metaphor suddenly remembered that a Dao had bought white pepper for her.

"Doctor Yu is only interested in curing the disease and saving people. Let us, who can't work out a solution, give a little help."

A Dao left, but his words made metaphor very useful and comfortable.

Mo San sent Yu se back to the hotel. He walked slowly all the way. He had no feeling of high reflection at an altitude of more than 3000 meters.

This is progress.

He adapted little by little.

It's better to be able to move freely tomorrow.

What he wants now is to be able to fight.

When he can fight, he must have a fight with Mo Si, and have a good activity. Otherwise, he will die of suffocation this day.

Especially when we were dealing with a-daona's more than 40 people, I was so bent that I wanted to die.

Then, walking, metaphor color suddenly stopped, "Mo San, can you take some street pictures for me?" She found that the street view in front of her is too beautiful. With that street view as the background, she stands at this position to take a panoramic view. It must be beautiful and not be rejected.

"This..."

"Come on, come on." The metaphor is about to be shot. After shooting, send it to Mo Jingyao. He must like it.

Because she's in the picture.

He said he just wanted to see her.

"All right." Mo San said, took the metaphor of the mobile phone, began to take photos.

However, the whole process did not dare to look at the color of the eyes.

He didn't dare to see the woman with less ink.

He just aims at the camera, and then "clicks" all the time.

After pressing it for more than a dozen times, the mobile phone was returned to figurative color, "do you think it's ok?"

Taking over the metaphor, it's not so good.

She likes the background behind her. It's beautiful.

The red house flickered with bright lights, and the picture was like walking into a dream world, which was not real at all.

He picked two good-looking ones and sent them to Mo Jingyao.

Mo Jingyao immediately returned with the word "beauty.".

The mood is beautiful.

She is naturally beautiful.

She's not ugly at all.

Yu sezhengmei is ready to go back to the hotel and talk to Mo Jingyao. After that, Mo San's mobile phone rings.

"The picture you took?"

“……” Ink three hands a shake, the mobile phone in hand almost fell to the ground, he seems to commit I made a mistake.

"Ask your words, Mo Si said he did not shoot, is it you?"

"I I didn't see Dr. Yu. I took a random picture. " Mo San, who has strong vitality, turns his brain very fast. At this time, he feels that if his brain turns slowly, his head can be separated at any time.

Mo Jingyao had many precious metaphors of color. He had only heard from Mo Yi Mo Er before, but now he really felt it.

It seems that in the future, we can never take pictures of metaphors.

Even if it is against the focus of random shooting is not good, Mo Jingxi will be jealous.

Holding the mobile phone and looking at the screen of the mobile phone, I feel flustered while walking.

He vowed that he would never take pictures of metaphors in the future.

Then, he suddenly remembered a question, which was followed by several other women. Why did Mo Jingyao ask him alone?

So, he immediately sent a message to Mo Si, "did you tell doctor Mo Shaoyu that he was only with me now?"

Mo Si first sent a sad face expression, and then replied: "I didn't tell Mo Shao, it was mo Shao who asked me. I don't have the right not to say."

Mo San quietly put away his mobile phone and didn't look at it again.

Otherwise, if Mo Jingyao knew that he was still looking at his mobile phone while protecting Yu se, he would be transferred back to T city and he would not be allowed to take care of Yu se.

Everything is possible. He is still more dedicated.

When Yu se returns to the hotel, Xiao Lu falls asleep in her bed.

Mo Jing Xi is not sleeping, now quietly lying on the bed.

Hearing the sound of opening the door, she looked up at the door, "Yu se, I can't sleep. Xiao Lu asked me to count the stars, sheep and tigers. I have counted everything, but I still can't sleep."Yu se walked over and sat down beside her bed. "Now close your eyes and I'll sleep with you."

"Good." Mo Jingxi really closed his eyes obediently, metaphor or massage her acupoints, press, Mo Jingxi closed his eyes.

According to the massage technique tried in the daytime, yuse massages Mo Jing Yao Xi.

She didn't dare to try it at will, because massage can easily kill people if she is not careful.

I want her to keep changing.

So she pressed, Mo Jing Xi fell asleep.

Listening to Mo Jing Xi's even breath, Yu se just feels tired.

Very tired, very tired.

Turn to their own bed, see nurse Lu, a bed crowded to sleep.

Otherwise, it would be too cruel to wake up Xiao Lu and rush back to her own room in the evening.

It's rare that Xiao Lu can fall asleep. It's the result of her daytime education. She doesn't have to look at Mo Jingxi all the time.

Now Mo Jingxi is not the one she saw in the sanatorium before. After taking her medicine, the toxin in Luo Wanyi's body has been eliminated.

Therefore, the effect is still very fast, can be said to be instant.

After turning off the light and lying down, she couldn't help but take out her mobile phone. In the dialog box with Mo Jingyao, there was a sentence she was very familiar with before.

Good night, little color.

She looked over and over again, and then she closed her eyes.

But when my mind flashed over the drugstores and supermarkets here, I couldn't help but open my eyes again, "Mo Jingyao, I want to donate some drugs and materials. You bought them for me and sent them over, OK?"

"Well, but you must sleep now, or I will take it back."

So, in order not to let Mo Jingyao repent, Yu se closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Absolutely no list.

If she has prepared to send it to him, he will know that she is not sleeping, so he will not purchase for her and send it to her.

Close your eyes, just want to dream of Mo Jingyao.

Well, it has to be.

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