Chapter 2041 Perspective 19

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The marriage of the client, Rouxue Qiao and Mo Ming, was mixed with their own selfishness. The client wanted to get rid of Zhao Liang, and also wanted to take advantage of his own family's selfishness.

And Mo Ming, who is about to die, means that the married woman will become a widow in a short period of time. Mo Ming has no way to refuse his mother's hard pleas, even if he knows that this is unfair to a girl.

Out of the thought of compensation, Mo Ming tried his best to arrange things after his death, and he didn't have to ask a young girl to be a widow for him.

Ning Shu felt that Mo Ming's health was always so bad, because he was worrying too much, he was about to die, and he thought so much about what to do. People died like a lamp, and everything in this world had nothing to do with him. different worlds.

Ning Shu said, "I said you're fine, you're fine, I'll worry about my affairs, and you're too worried about your health."

Rou Xueqiao had already sacrificed her soul to turn the situation around, and she would not let herself live so miserably.

On the contrary, Mo Ming, who is in good health, didn't worry so much.

Mo Ming was silent for a while, and finally got a little tired, so he just lay in bed and fell asleep.

Ning Shu: ...

I'm not discussing something very serious, why did I fall asleep all of a sudden.

Ning Shu put the quilt over his body, and then checked the pulse again. Well, nothing has changed. It's still the same as before. It's good that it hasn't deteriorated.

Scanning Mo Ming's body, he couldn't find the existence of Gu. Even modern advanced medical equipment could not detect the existence of Gu, and it was almost integrated with the body.

Ning Shu withdrew his hand, walked out of the bedroom lightly, and went downstairs to the kitchen, where her mother-in-law was busy cooking a medicinal meal for Mo Ming.

"Where's Mo Ming, are you feeling sick?" Mo Ming's mother asked.

Ning Shu: ...

Now she has to be asked every day how Mo Ming's body is, and suddenly she understands how Mo Ming feels.

Ning Shu said: "He is resting, I covered him with a quilt, don't worry."

Mo Ming's mother nodded and asked Ningshu, "What do you like to eat, what flavor do you like, I will ask the chef to make it for you."

"I will eat what you eat." Ning Shu said.

Mo Ming's mother's face is very pale, but her body is thin, and now it is all supported by Mo Ming. If something happens to Mo Ming, it is estimated that Mo Ming's mother will collapse.

Ning Shu said: "Actually, everyone can eat Mo Ming's medicated meals. They are all to replenish vitality. Mom, you can also eat more. Anyway, you have to boil it, so you can also eat a little by the way."

"I know, you don't need to be here, go upstairs and watch Mo Ming." Mo Ming's mother said.

Ning Shu felt that she was here, and Mo Ming's mother was also very anxious, so she simply went upstairs.

Ning Shu simply sat cross-legged on the sofa and rested. Of course, it was practising peerless martial arts. Of course, it was better to be able to condense a trace of spiritual energy.

Mo Ming's body made Ning Shu feel powerless.

I don't know how Zhao Liang is now. Ning Shu feels that he has almost restrained all his temper in this plane. According to Ning Shu's temper, he should directly cut Zhao Liang's chicken.

But she is doing good deeds now, and she has given Zhao Liang a lewd gu. This gu will make people energetic, and it is still a golden gun. Compared with the side effects of taking medicine, this kind of thing is simply the gospel of men.

There is a knife at the beginning of the color, and Zhao Liang has so many women, let him serve so many girls and enjoy the wonderful taste.

Since Zhao Liang wants to be a breeder of horses, it will give you the powerful x ability of breeder horses.

Ha ha……

Mo Ming's Gu is not harmful, but this kind of Gu is the kind of Gu that hurts people.

Even a battered body can't stand the damage.

At the beginning, for the reason of studying nursing, he ran outside every day, giving Ning Shu a chance to refine Gu.

It failed many times before refining it successfully.

In a short period of time, Zhao Liang shouldn't have made any big moves. After all, his finger was injured, so he didn't need to know when it would heal, and anyone who wanted to have sex at any time was almost a sperm brain.

Ning Shu removed the impurities from the air, and there was very little spiritual energy, not even the thickness of the hair.

The modern plane is so helpless.

Mo Ming opened his expressionless eyes, looked at Ning Shu who was sitting on the sofa, Ning Shu opened his eyes and said, "Drink water, I'll pour it for you."

"Thank you." Mo Ming sat up and rubbed his forehead wearily.

Ning Shu poured water for Mo Ming, and felt that Mo Ming was still so tired when he fell asleep, even if he didn't sleep.

Mo Ming sighed, took a sip of the water cup and stopped drinking. Ning Shu put the water cup on the head of the bed, and then gave Mo Ming a pulse. When he fell asleep, his heart rate accelerated, which is not a good phenomenon.

"How is it?" Mo Ming asked Ning Shu, not like asking how his body was, but a bit like teasing Ning Shu, not thinking that Ning Shu had any medical skills.

Let Ning Shu give herself a needle and pulse or something, she doesn't think this girl can heal herself and condone people's mischief.

Ning Shu pouted and said, "It's okay."

Mo Ming just pursed his lips, and his expressionless eyes carried an emotion similar to watching a joke.

Ning Shu: ...

I rub, my professionalism has been questioned.

Ning Shu said blankly: "To be honest, it's not very good, then I'll give you a needle."

Ning Shu took out the silver needle and disinfectant alcohol, looked at Mo Ming, "Take it off and lie down."

Mo Ming raised his hand and unbuttoned it. His movements were very slow, as if he had no strength. It seemed that he had an OCD.

Ning Shu resisted the urge to tear off Mo Ming's clothes, watching Mo Ming take off his clothes slowly, and the two red fruits on Mo Ming's chest were pink and tender, Ning Shu wanted to pinch them off like a plump succulent plant. his red fruit.

It is estimated that Mo Ming, a vulnerable man, aroused the urge to violence in people's hearts.

"Lie down." Ning Shu disinfected the silver needle and planned to poke Mo Ming's acupuncture point.

Mo Ming lay down slowly, looked at the silver needle in Ning Shu's hand, and suddenly asked, "Your silver needle is a bit thick, it's different from the last one."

Ning Shu said while sticking: "The sensitivity of acupoints is different, so the silver needles used are also different."

Mo Ming lay still and felt that the place where he was pierced was sore, painful, and a little hot. Ning Shu pierced Mo Ming with a lot of needles.

Ning Shu wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand. Mo Ming took out a square handkerchief from his pants, folded it neatly, and handed it to Ning Shu. Ning Shu took the handkerchief and wiped his face like a face towel. , then set aside. .

After a period of time, Ning Shu slowly pulled out the silver needle, took the handkerchief and wiped off the blood seeping out of the acupoints, which were accumulated toxins in the body. .

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