Don't mess with the rich girl

Mo Xiaoyun shook his head and said, "the medicine I gave aunt Qiong is used to relieve pain."

"Can you help aunt Qiong continue her life?" Mu Qingqing thought about his medical skills. The moxiaohe river was like that, and he was saved. Aunt Qiong was still breathing and must be saved!

She said excitedly: "moxiao River, moxiao River, didn't you drag him back from the hand of the king of hell, aunt Qiong, aunt Qiong can do the same."

Mo Xiaoyun thought carefully, hesitated and took a needle from his backpack, looked at Mu Qingqing and said, "master, this medicine here can help aunt Qiong maintain her vital signs for a month. After this month, there will be no way to recover."

Aunt Qiong weakly took Mu Qingqing's arm and showed a weak smile in the scorching sun. She closed her eyes and said, "Qingqing, count..."

"No, you can't count! Living one more day is making money!" Mu Qingqing shook her head desperately. "Aunt Qiong insisted again. If you don't die, you will have a blessing. Think about your son. He will get married and have children."

Aunt Qiong shook her head slowly and said rigidly, "I can't see..."

"A month, a month can let you say goodbye to them. If you leave the world like this and don't even say hello, they will be very desperate." Mu Qingqing doesn't want to lose aunt Qiong and the person who gives her warmth. "Xiao Yun, you just take medicine. I'll bear all the consequences. Maybe there are other ways to use one month, one month."

Mo Xiaoyun looked at Aunt Qiong, frowned and said, "however, I haven't done an experiment on this medicine. I'm not sure if it can succeed."

Mu Qingqing was stunned and then broke the jar. Aunt Qiong's situation was bad enough. Now she can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. She said definitely, "no, I'm sure you can help aunt Qiong. You've succeeded so many times, and you can do it this time."

Mo Xiaoyun, encouraged by Mu Qingqing, pierced the needle into aunt Qiong's arm. Watching the potion slowly push the skin, Mo Xiaoyun was also worried.

Aunt Qiong groaned in pain and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Aunt Qiong, how are you?" Mu Qingqing looked at Aunt Qiong's painful appearance, and her heart was about to break into slag. Why do those who treat her well have no good end. She can't figure it out.

Mu Qingqing and Mo Xiaoyun's eyes were tightly locked on Aunt Qiong. At this time, she felt that the cells all over her were splitting, and her whole body was in pain. Her face gradually lost its color, and her black pupils were completely lax.

Aunt Qiong held Mu Qingqing's arm tightly. She tried her best to make the last struggle with fate. Summoning up her last strength, she raised her finger to the top of the cliff and said weakly to Mu Qingqing: "Ya... Head, in fact... Your mother... Not her."

"Aunt Qiong, don't say that. You get better quickly." Mu Qingqing collapsed, closed his eyes and held aunt Qiong's hand.

"If you don't... Say it again, aunt Qiong will... Have no chance." aunt Qiong's pain even began to distort her expression. She coughed fiercely, and the blood from the corners of her mouth flowed along her cheeks.

"I was on the top of the mountain and broke... Su Cuiyu... And other... Wild men's... Good things. They... Drove... And knocked me... Down..." aunt Qiong said with all her strength, her whole body didn't hurt, her hand holding Mu Qingqing also loosened, and her eyes closed completely.

"Aunt Qiong." Mu Qingqing cried and gently shook aunt Qiong's head. She didn't respond. "Aunt Joan, Aunt Joan, wake up!"

Mo Xiaoyun stared at Aunt Qiong and found that her heart stopped beating.

However, the next second, Mu Qingqing clearly saw aunt Qiong's idea picture.

As like as two peas in the old wooden house, all the new furniture was moved into the wooden house. A couple was standing at the bedside to dress up for each other. Su Cuiyun had a gentle smile on her face. At this moment, the woman in a fashionable short pants vest went into their new house with laughter. This woman is exactly the same as Su Cuiyun.

"Sister, brother-in-law, where are you going on your honeymoon trip? Take me with you." Su Cuiyu asked with a smile.

Mu Anren looked cold and stern. His eyes focused on his gentle and virtuous wife's face and said, "honeymoon travel is between me and Cuiyun."

Su Cuiyun thought it was too important to say so. She looked at Mu Anren angrily and said, "Xiaoyu, I've arranged a bus for you and your parents to go to Mashan. Then you and your parents will go and play together."

Su Cuiyu's face suddenly collapsed and said discontentedly, "in these years, who goes out to play with his parents? Take them two old antiques and read them to death. Besides, what's fun about walking horse mountain? It's fun for you to go to the beach. I haven't been to the beach since I'm so old."

Su Cuiyun said generously with a gentle smile on her face, "your parents are not so old-fashioned in different times. If you really don't want to go with them, you can go with us."

"Sister, that's nice!" Su Cuiyu smiled again, but her eyes looked straight at Mu Anren.

When Su Cuiyun and Mu Anren came out of their new house, Su Cuiyu looked at Aunt Qiong and scolded, "what are you looking at? Something that doesn't work well!"

The picture suddenly stopped and changed into a beautiful sea view. Mu Anren and Su Cuiyun were running on the beach. Aunt Qiong chased after them with a camera and helped them take photos.

Su Cuiyu stood far away under the sunshade, wearing a bloody bikini, bare chest, waist and legs, and sunglasses to meet the sea breeze. Young and beautiful, she naturally attracted the attention of some young men on the beach. When they saw her alone, they came forward and talked to her.

"Anren, sister, she..." Su Cuiyun, who was running happily, stopped and looked back to see a group of strange men around Su Cuiyu. This situation is very bad.

Mu Anren looked at Su Cuiyu's direction indifferently, then turned back and said to Su Cuiyun, "she must do it herself, just leave her alone."

"My sister likes fashion. It's a girl's nature to love beauty. You can't say that about her." Su Cuiyun took Mu Anren in the direction of Su Cuiyu.

What wood Anren as like as two peas in the same way is that two people who look exactly alike are in such a big contrast. One is as warm as fire, the other is as cold as frost. If Su Cuiyun didn't like to wear plain and conservative clothes, if the two sisters wore the same clothes one day, they wouldn't recognize anyone.

Mu Anren stood aside, his hands around his chest, his eyes indifferent.

"An Ren." Su Cuiyun also knew that he didn't want to take care of Su Cuiyu. He was also embarrassed.

But Su Cuiyu is her own sister. She can't ignore it. So, when she was about to go forward, Mu Anren took the lead in walking to the group of men and said coldly, "look again, dig out your eyes."

When the group saw that there were twins here and another figure like his brother was sitting here, they dared not make a second attempt. He had to say, "just a phone call. If you don't give it, you'll pull it down."

The group of people dispersed bitterly. Su Cuiyun put the bath towel on her shoulder on Su Cuiyu's shoulder and said, "if you love fashion, you can't catch cold."

"Your brother-in-law and I were playing there by ourselves, and we didn't care about you. You, go to the restaurant and eat more delicious food." Su Cuiyun comforted her. "An Ren, ask aunt Qiong to go to the restaurant to eat. She has been tired all morning."

"OK." Mu Anren looked at Su Cuiyun's face tenderly, and watched her pull Su Cuiyu to the restaurant without looking back.

The two sisters walked forward together, but Su Cuiyu turned around and looked at Mu Anren's warm smile. The expression on his face was a little lost. Why doesn't such a warm smile belong to her?

Aunt Qiong stood not far away and saw Su Cuiyu's eyes. She said to Mu Anren, "Anren, you should keep a distance from your sister-in-law."

"Don't worry, aunt Qiong. I won't pay attention to her." Mu Anren gave aunt Qiong a reassurance. He is only good to Su Cuiyun, not to her sisters.

It seems that Aunt Qiong found out that Su Cuiyu had two hearts.

Next, aunt Qiong's thought picture became lighter and lighter. She could vaguely see two children in the cradle in front of Su Cuiyun, one is mu Xiaoyou, the other is mu Yichen. Su Cuiyun looked at the two children with a sad face, and there seemed to be thousands of grievances in her heart.

At that time, Su Cuiyun and Mu Anren had already left the wooden house and started their own business in city A. There are three children at home. Su Cuiyun can't take care of them, so she asks aunt Qiong to come home to help take care of the three children. But at this time, Su Cuiyun doesn't smile like before.

Mu Anren came back very late every night. At that time, Su Cuiyun didn't like to talk to him and just took care of the children.

Before long, Su Cuiyu was like a changed person. Her temper became warm and soft again, and her voice was softer than before. It's like you want to open up overnight.]

The picture stopped abruptly.

Mu Qingqing stared at Aunt Qiong's serene face with her eyes closed. She stopped crying and raised her hand to gently wipe away the dirty dust on Aunt Qiong's face.

"Aunt Qiong, don't sleep. If you leave, Qingqing will no longer be spoiled in this world." tears hang on her white and delicate face, and Mu Qingqing's face is close to Aunt Qiong's face.

The idea in her mind is very simple. She just wants Aunt Joan to come back to life. I hope aunt Qiong can cook for her, do her homework with her, and wait for her to go home at night.

Mo Xiaoyun looks at Aunt Qiong sadly. The medicine he hasn't tested may not be effective. Just now the needle went down, causing aunt Qiong's heart to stop and her consciousness slowly disappeared.

He knew that Aunt Joan had left.

"Master, I'm sorry, I still haven't..." Mo Xiaoyun choked. He wanted to save aunt Qiong. If the needle went on, he hoped aunt Qiong could live another month.

"Xiao Yun, stop talking. Aunt Qiong is fine. She just fell asleep." Mu Qingqing said calmly, not daring to loosen aunt Qiong's body at all.