LC R [ Q ] Z =t 2 vr F ì } f_ ^N1 O ڸ r f OಙWhat do you mean? Jiang Xiao, don't think that you have prescribed medicine to me, don't think that you have hooked up this kid's heart, and you really want to be the master of the Meng family!" Meng Chaojun shouted in a deep voice: "The little girl who has never eaten a few bowls of rice in her teens really takes herself seriously?"

In the past two days, his head began to ache again.

Moreover, the doctor gave him several acupuncture and medicine, and after that, he always felt that his headache was a little worse, and he was irritable and difficult to control.

But the doctor said that this is a necessary process, because the acupuncture and medicine react, this is a process of medicine and disease fighting, which is normal and a good thing.

The tumor patient who had been cured by him also came forward to say that he also had such a process when he was first treated, and then he got better.

The Meng Dynasty army was skeptical.

Originally, I wanted to discuss it with Meng Xinian and Jiang Xiao, but the tone of their speech made him unacceptable, and the attitude of despising their behavior this time also made him a little annoyed.

When Meng Xinian heard his words, his face suddenly turned cold.

He was about to speak, but Jiang Xiao grabbed him.

"Meng Chaojun, I might as well tell you the truth, if you really don't have the medicine of me and Dr. Chen," Jiang Xiao looked at him coldly and said word by word: "You, you will definitely die." ”

Surely death.

These four words, like thunder, fell heavily on the hearts of Meng Chaojun and Meng Lao.

This is the first time Jiang Xiao has said such heavy words to him.

Jiang Xiao couldn't bear it anymore.

Meng Chaojun felt that he was helpless last time, and he almost collapsed, and when she told him that he was still saved, it was he who took her as a lifeline.

As a result, after drinking the medicine, his body improved, and he began to feel that in fact, his condition might not be so serious, in fact, he could find other doctors to cure his illness without her or Chen Baoshen.

She could probably understand his thoughts.

If in the end his illness was really cured by her, then he might always owe grace in front of her and have to endure her. But what if his illness was cured by someone else?

He could put up a stand in front of her again.

After all, how could he tolerate that he would have to look at his daughter-in-law's face at home in the future?

Perhaps, Meng Lao also faintly has such thoughts.

"Xiaoxiao, how can you say such a thing?" Old Meng shook.

"Why can't I say it?" Jiang Xiao's tone was cold and merciless, "Because that's the truth." If you think you can find another doctor to treat you, then just go and I won't give you any more medicine from today onwards. ”

With that, she turned and walked into the living room.

Soon, the three members of the Meng family heard her voice coming from the kitchen.

"Aunt Guo, take the medicine I gave you before, bring it back to me. ”

Meng clenched his fists and resisted the urge to punch Meng Chaojun's face.

He knew what would hit him more than his fists.

He sneered and said to Meng Chaojun: "Hurry up, arrange a memorial service and funeral for yourself, and when you die of illness, I will do it." ”

This is really poisonous and ruthless!

With that, he also turned around and walked in.

He never thought of dying.

However, they chilled Jiang Xiao's heart, and he couldn't bear it either.

He was also cured by Jiang Xiaoxiao, and only he knew best how precious Jiang Xiaoxiao's medicine was.