My Previous Fraternal Twins

The master mother of Mohism smiled, stretched out her finger, gently pushed it on her forehead, and said low, "OK, I'll have someone make you a big plate so that you can eat enough at night."

Then the master mother of Mohism pulled the quilt on Lam Yuxin and said, "well, you sleep first and I'll call you after dinner."

Mo Yuxin nodded and closed his eyes.

Seeing that she closed her eyes, the master mother of Mohism turned and walked outside the door.

At this time, a figure outside the door left quickly.

The master mother of Mohism looked around sensitively after she went out. She didn't find anyone else and went downstairs directly.

When I entered the kitchen, I saw the servant taking out vegetables in the kitchen, which dispelled my doubts.

Seeing the master mother of Mohism coming in, he quickly put down his work and respectfully said, "madam."

The master mother of Mohism waved her hand and said, "make a braised meat tonight and make more."

"Yes," said the servant, bending over.

After the master mother of Mohism explained, she turned and left directly.

As soon as she got to the kitchen door, the master mother of Mohism turned back and asked, "when did you come back?"

"Madam, I've just come back for a while. I'm taking out vegetables. You'll come in before I finish it." the servant answered with his head down.

The master mother of the Mohist School looked up and down at the woman in front of her. She was about in her forties. She was a little bloated, her face was dark yellow and rough, and her hands became rough and dull and her joints became larger because she did housework all year round. She looked like an ordinary family.

"Did anyone else come just now?" the master mother of Mohism continued.

The servant looked up suspiciously at the master mother of Mohism and said, "no one came. What's the matter, madam?"

After listening to this, the master mother of Mohism was really relieved. She waved her hand and said, "it's all right. I'll ask casually. You're busy."

"Yes, madam," said the servant with a respectful look.

After the Mohist mistress left, the servant looked at her back and narrowed his eyes.

In hospital.

The doctor gave Mo Kun a detailed examination of his hand and said to him with a dignified face, "a tendon in your palm is broken. You need an operation and suture immediately."

Mo Kun frowned and asked, "can you recover like before after suture?"

The doctor looked at him and said, "Mr. Mo, whether it can be restored after suture depends on the self-healing in the later stage."

Mo Kun nodded, took out a card from his pocket, handed it to the doctor and said, "I came alone. Can you pay the fee for me? This card has no password. I can sign it myself."

The doctor sighed in his heart that he lived in such a luxurious villa and was so badly hurt that no one came to see him.

After receiving the card in Mo Kun's hand, he said, "OK, wait here first. I'll pay the money and arrange the operation for you first."

Mo Kun nodded because he had lost too much blood, his face looked pale, and he looked haggard.

At this time, Mo Kun's mobile phone rings.

When he picked it up, he saw that it was mo Shichen who opened it.

Slide the screen and answer: "hello."

"Uncle San, what can I do for you?" asked Mo Shichen.

Mo Kun said after a moment of silence: "Yuxin, her psychology has been stimulated. Now she is in a very bad condition. My hand is injured and needs surgery. Can you go to Lingshan villa to take care of her for me for a few days?"

Mo Shichen's eyebrows gathered together and asked anxiously, "how did you hurt your hand? Which hospital is it in? I'll see you now."

"No, the hospital is already preparing for surgery. I can do it myself. Just help me find Yuxin for a few days, even if I'm an old thing here, please." Mo Kun said in a hoarse voice.

Mo Shichen's heart suddenly tightened. It was the first time he saw Mo Kun like this.

He looked up at Tang Wanxin, who was sitting at his desk and working with his head down. His cold eyes were warm and said to Mo Kun, "Uncle three, I will arrange the best doctor to look at her. I will go to see her when I am free."

Maybe he felt a little tired. Mo Kun didn't continue to insist on Mo Shichen's words.

Just said lightly: "well, it's over. Don't stimulate her. She wants to commit suicide with scissors today. I hurt it when I went to grab the scissors in her hand."

Mo Shichen was puzzled when he heard this. His voice was bland and asked, "how could this happen? When did it start and didn't find someone to see her?"

"Your mother found a psychologist to show her. After we met that day, when we went back, Yuxin slowly became a little crazy and sometimes talked to herself." Mo Kun said as he recalled.

He really has no way, otherwise he won't find Mo Shichen to see Yuxin. He still trusts Mo Shichen's character.

A long time later.

Mo Kun continued: "I've investigated all the previous things. It's Yuxin's Taiji. I didn't teach well, which caused so much trouble. I also went to Tang Wanxin and said sorry to her for me."

Mo Shichen's eyes had been on Tang Wanxin: "don't worry, uncle, I'll tell you."

"I'll go to the hospital to see you," Mo Shichen said again.

At the other end of the phone came the sound of the doctor asking Mo Kun to go to the operating room.

"Well, Shi Chen, I'm going to enter the operating room. Look back, let's have a good drink and remember to take care of yiyuxin for me." Mo Kun hung up the phone after hastily explaining.

Tang Wanxin felt the man's hot eyes and looked up. He saw Mo Shichen staring at himself tenderly.

She smiled and asked, "what's the matter?"

Mo Shichen put his mobile phone back in his pocket, got up and walked to her, bowed his head and held her lip flap.

Kiss her lips red and beautiful, and then release her: "wife, you are so beautiful."

Tang Wanxin thought he had something important to tell himself. He asked him to look so rude and beat him with his fist.

"It's not serious," he scolded

Mo Shichen reached out and grabbed her small fist and said, "just three uncles called."

In fact, Tang Wanxin had heard it long ago and asked casually, "well, what's the matter?"

"He asked me to say sorry to you. Before, he had investigated the matter clearly." Mo Shichen stared at her.

Tang Wanxin said indifferently, "I don't blame him. After all, it's not wrong for him to love his granddaughter. On the contrary, I appreciate it very much. Some envy Mo Yuxin and a grandpa who is so good to her."

As she spoke, her eyes crossed with loss.

Mo Shichen looked at her expression, held her hand harder, and comforted: "you have me and two lovely little guys. Grandma and grandma must be happy for you now."

Tang Wanxin tidied up his thoughts for grandma, looked up and said firmly, "well."

Mo Shichen paused and said, "Mo Yuxin is mentally disordered. I will arrange several good psychologists to see her, and then my uncle asked me to see her these days."

Tang Wanxin knew that Mo Shichen was afraid that he would misunderstand. He smiled and said to him, "your wife, I'm not stingy enough not to let you contact any woman."