In just one face, Mo Jingyuan had already figured out how to attack this strange-tempered Mr. Wen and let him give him medicinal food. ▲-八▲-八▲-Read▲-Book,.◇.o≧

Sure enough, Mo Jingyuan's long-term drive and non-hypocrisy, neither humble nor arrogant posture made Mr. Wen look high, he stopped the movements in his hand and looked at Mo Jingyuan expressionlessly.

"Boy, it's a little naïve for you to want me to prescribe you a prescription for you with an understatement. ”

The tone was sarcastic, but for Mo Jingyuan, who inquired about Mr. Wen's temper and came into contact with it, he knew that this was a joke.

The corners of his mouth slightly hooked a curvature, and in Jiang Xiaoqiao's somewhat surprised gaze, he took out a yellowed book and gave it to Mr. Wen.

"It's a little bit of kid's sincerity. ”

Mr. Wen first took the book from Mo Jingyuan's hand with a disdainful face, but when he looked down and saw the name of the book, his expression suddenly became excited.

Jiang Xiaoqiao looked at Mr. Wen, who was trembling because of too many mood swings, and was very surprised at what the content of that book was, which actually made Mr. Wen, who had a cold attitude and was very arrogant, like this.

But when she saw Mo Jingyuan, who had incomparable confidence between her eyebrows and eyes, the curiosity in her heart suddenly dissipated, and was replaced by a strong pride.

This is her man, nothing can bother him, he will always be such a high-spirited man!

Jiang Xiaoqiao's gaze was too straightforward, Mo Jingyuan turned his head, and when he saw her adoring and complacent appearance, he couldn't help but smile gently.

Jiang Xiaoqiao was a little embarrassed, facing Mr. Mo's affectionate eyes in the face of others, his heart was like a deer jumping wildly.

But even though his face was red and about to drip blood, and the shyness in his heart was about to bury him, Jiang Xiaoqiao did not turn his face away as before, but trembled his eyelashes and mustered up the courage to look at Mo Jingyuan.

Pink bubbles floated around the two of them, and they both reflected each other in their eyes, unable to see anything else.

"Here you go... Where's the person who gave you this book?"

It can only be said that showing affection is also a forced move, and even God will want to accept this show affection for this little goblin.

Just when Mo Jingyuan and Jiang Xiaoqiao were showing affection and energy, Mr. Wen had already sorted out his forehead gaffe and regained his calm appearance again.

Of course, the premise is not to look at Mr. Wen's white knuckles holding the book, and his body that is still trembling slightly.

finally held back her shyness at home, took the initiative, and was interrupted, which made Mo Jingyuan very unhappy.

Even if this person had what he needed, Mo Jingyuan had no intention of restraining his emotions.

Glancing at the book in Mr. Wen's hand, his expression was very nonchalant.

"Oh, so whether Mr. Wen agrees or not, if he doesn't agree, this medical book will still be given to Mr. Wen, as for people, I don't need to tell Mr. Wen. ”

Accustomed to crawling in the shopping mall, Mo Jingyuan will not naively put the initiative in the hands of others, there was no way just now, now that the home field is with him, he will naturally not let Mr. Wen do whatever he wants, but follow his own heart.

Being treated so arrogantly by Mo Jingyuan, Mr. Wen's face was very ugly, but when he saw the smug ridicule on the corner of Mo Jingyuan's mouth, he endured the anger in his heart again.

He took out the paper, picked up the brush again, and lowered his head to write.

Jiang Xiaoqiao looked at Mr. Wen in amazement, she was very surprised, not to mention that she was short-sighted, this was the first time she had seen someone writing with a brush in the real sense.

Of course, when I was a child, I didn't count the writing lessons I saw as a child, nor did the master I saw on TV.

Soon Mr. Wen wrote, he shook the paper full of words, waited until the ink on it was dry, and handed it to Mo Jingyuan.

"Here's the prescription, take it, now you can tell me where is the person who gave you this medical book, how is he doing?"

Mo Jingyuan took the prescription, looked at it carefully, and confirmed that Mr. Wen didn't play any small tricks, so he bowed his head.

"This is nature. ”

However, if you believe Mo Jingyuan's words in this way, then it can only mean that Mr. Wen is still too simple and has not seen the dark side of society.

Because, is Mo Jingyuan the kind of person who accepts it when he sees it, and wastes it when he has hole cards in his hand?

The answer, of course, is no.

So at this time, he carefully folded the prescription, put it in his pocket, and then looked at Mr. Wen with a smile and anticipation in his eyes.

"However, Mr. Wen, I told you like this, it is too much of a loss. You see, not only did I give you this medical book, but I also told you the news that you have been worried about for many years, but I only got a prescription, is this a bit of a bully to be honest. ”

The corners of Jiang Xiaoqiao's mouth twitched when she listened to it, she finally knew why Mo Jingyuan was such a scoundrel in front of her, this is not the day after tomorrow, but his usual means.

Mr. Wen is not a fool, he just made a request, and it was only because he had been immersed in medical skills all his life, and he did not handle the way of dealing with the world well, at this time, as soon as Mo Jingyuan said this, he knew that Mo Jingyuan still wanted to get something.

Displeased, he didn't like to deal with such a treacherous person who was good at collecting benefits, but when he thought of the person who gave Mo Jingyuan a medical book, he still stiffened his face and asked Mo Jingyuan what else he wanted.

What does Mo Jingyuan want? What he wants is naturally related to Jiang Xiaoqiao.

"Mr. Su Wen's ancestor had a secret recipe for pickling fruits, which are crisp and sweet, and are most effective for pregnant women. The boy is not greedy, and only hopes that the gentleman can give the boy a few altars. ”

Originally, I thought that Mo Jingyuan would ask for some precious medicinal materials, after all, he was a century-old medical family, and there were still some precious medicinal materials with no price outside, at this time Mo Jingyuan knew what he wanted, if he made this request, it was not impossible for him to agree.

But to his surprise, Mo Jingyuan didn't mention those medicinal herbs, but just wanted a few jars of fruits.

Glancing at Jiang Xiaoqiao, whose belly was slightly bulging, Mr. Wen looked at Mo Jing a little higher, but his face was still cold.

"A few jars, you said it easily, I have good fruit, but the procedure is too complicated, and I can't pickle a few jars a year. "Not to mention the occasional gift.

Mo Jingyuan also knows Mr. Wen's words, although the Wen family, a century-old medical family, does not like the powerful, but the background is there, and there are many contacts with some high-ranking officials, and it is also essential to exchange courtesies.

If it were usual, Mo Jingyuan would definitely not be embarrassed by such a tough family in the background, after all, there is a saying that 'leave a line in life, and I want to see you in the future'?

But this is about Jiang Xiaoqiao, morning sickness, which is experienced by many pregnant women, and it is not a big deal, but looking at Jiang Xiaoqiao, who is getting thinner and weaker, but is afraid that he will worry and endure the discomfort, Mo Jingyuan is very distressed.

This is the girl for whom he is willing to give up his life, he vows to spoil her lifelong lover, how can he let him be tortured like this.

Therefore, even though he knew that it was a bit excessive, he still had no intention of backing down.

"Then, let the boy see Mr. Wen's sincerity. ”

After saying this, Mo Jingyuan had no intention of speaking again.

Saying so much to a person he had met for the first time was also new to him, and now that everything had to be said was clear, he didn't want to bother talking about it any more.

Mr. Wen is happy, since ancient times, the profession of doctor has been respected, especially Mr. Wen, who has excellent medical skills, has been treated so arrogantly, he is still a big girl in the sedan chair, the first time, he smiled angrily.

"Wait. ”

With a cold snort, Mr. Wen finally chose to compromise and dropped this sentence, he got up and lifted the curtain behind him and walked in, and after a while, he came out with two clay jars in his hands.

"Take it, there are only these two jars left. Don't play tricks on me anymore, it's time for you to tell the story. ”

Taking over the two jars from Mr. Wen's hands, Mo Jingyuan's cold and hard edges and corners softened a little, and he didn't ask for anything more.

"He's in Banyan City, and he's doing well now. ”

Then he took out a business card and handed it to Mr. Wen: "This has his contact number and address." ”

Jiang Xiaoqiao couldn't help but glance at the business card curiously, his big smart eyes widened, his eyes were full of surprise, and then he couldn't help but look at Mr. Wen's expression.

Mr. Wen didn't pay attention to Jiang Xiaoqiao's movements, at this time he trembled and reached out to take the business card handed over by Mo Jingyuan, Jiang Xiaoqiao saw that his alienated and arrogant face was excited, and there seemed to be a faint splash in his eyes.

The questions in his heart bubbled one after another, but Jiang Xiaoqiao was smart not to ask.

Actually, it's not that her IQ came back suddenly, but that the atmosphere in the store is weird, so she can't open her mouth.

Mo Jingyuan hugged the jar with both hands, and motioned for Jiang Xiaoqiao to follow, and the two of them didn't say goodbye to Mr. Wen, and quietly left the store.

After the two left, Mr. Wen rubbed the business card in his hand, and the tears in his eyes finally couldn't help rolling down.

For many years, he broke out of the door with a word, and there has been no news since then.

The Wen family is a century-old family, as the head of the family, although he doesn't say it, he actually knows that he is very pedantic.

So no matter how much his family persuaded him, he didn't let people go to him, but reprimanded those who asked him to find someone.

At that time, he was furious, always thinking: That rebel, since he is leaving, he will go, and if he has the ability, he will never come back.

He asked people to take care of him in all his money, thinking that the rebel son was only more than ten years old, and he would definitely not be able to live without the Wen family.

But he forgot that it was his child, and he also had his arrogance and stubbornness in his bones.

A month, two months, the rebel didn't come back, he thought that this kid was quite stubborn, but he didn't care.

However, time passed bit by bit, spring went and spring came again, his anger had long since dissipated, but the rebel still did not return.

He sent people to look for it, but found no trace.