Mo Huaigeng thought that he had caught a good opportunity to first reprimand Mo Yuxin's willful and reckless behavior, and then attack Mo Zisheng, but he didn't expect that it would become Mo Yuxin's condemnation of him now, and he couldn't accept it for a while, plus he was frightened so loudly when he was older, and his face turned black. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mo Zisheng's face was solemn, but listening to Mo Yuxin's accusation, his expression gradually relaxed, and he listened quietly, and when his daughter finished speaking, there was a hint of joy on his eyebrows.

After Yang Ming and Xu Danlu separated, he did not leave the hospital immediately, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the phone number of Mo Yuxin's second aunt Wu Jiao.

Soon, the phone was connected, and Wu Jiaoshui's voice came from inside: "Hey, who are you looking for?" ”

Yang Ming said: "Auntie, I am Yang Ming. ”

"Oh, it's Yang Ming, what's the matter with me?"

Yang Ming said: "It's nothing, if you have time, auntie, let's find a place to talk about Uncle Mo's condition." ”

Basically, Yang Ming had already decided that Wu Jiao was the one who secretly cast a spell on Mo Zihua, but what he didn't understand was why a woman who looked so virtuous would poison her husband. After thinking about it again, I still felt that it was more appropriate not to expose it immediately and find out the truth of the matter first, so I asked Wu Jiao to come out for an interview.

Hearing that Yang Ming was going to talk about Mo Zihua's condition, Wu Jiao on the other end of the phone immediately agreed: "Well, I will have time soon, make an appointment with a place, and I will go over immediately." ”

Yang Ming was not familiar with Jiangnan City, and he didn't want to go far away, so he looked outside the hospital and replied: "Turn left about fifty meters across the road outside the hospital, there is a café, I'll wait for you there." ”

"Okay, you go first, I'll be there right away."

"Well, goodbye."

Hanging up the phone, Yang Ming went to the café, found a private seat, ordered a cappuccino and tasted it slowly.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Yang Ming saw Wu Jiao walk in and stretched out his hand to beckon: "Auntie, here." ”

Wu Jiao saw Yang Ming, walked over, sat opposite him, and after the waiter came over, he ordered a cup of Blue Mountain.

Wu Jiao asked, "Yang Ming, what about Yu Xin, isn't she with you?" ”

"She's got something to do."

"Oh." Wu Jiao didn't seem to know about Mo Yuxin and Zheng Xinming's falling out, so she wasn't worried, "You said Zihua's condition, is there anything new to discover?" ”

"Well, there are some. Uncle Mo's illness is probably not as simple as it seems, and I am afraid that it is a trick. Yang Ming said as he stared at Wu Jiao's face, and he found that when he said that he had been hit by the trick, Wu Jiao's face sank.

The panicked look on Wu Jiao's face couldn't be hidden, her hand holding the soup spoon trembled, and the soup spoon and the cup collided crisply.

It's so easy, Wu Jiaoqiang controlled his mood, "Yin, Yin tricks, won't you, Yang Ming, you believe in those ethereal things?" ”

"That's right, if my judgment is correct, Uncle Mo's is a spell similar to the Ecstasy Spell, and it is for a long time, and the person who cast the spell is likely to be very close to him. Auntie, do you know who is close to Uncle Mo, but hostile to him? ”

Wu Jiao panicked and said, "No, I don't know, I don't know." ”

As far as Wu Jiao's appearance is concerned, it seems that everything is written on her face, and it doesn't look like there is any city government at all, but why did she murder her husband, Yang Ming was even more curious.

Seeing Yang Ming looking at him directly, Wu Jiao panicked even more, avoided his gaze, and asked tentatively, "Yang Ming, in addition to discovering the curse, have you found anything else?" ”

"There are some, and I think the people who cast the curse are probably the ones who put the spell."

Without waiting for Yang Ming to say who it was, Wu Jiao stood up, "Yang Ming, this matter is very important, why don't we talk about it in another place?" ”

"Okay." Yang Ming snapped his fingers, "Waiter, check out." ”

"No, I'll do it." Wu Jiao panicked and took out a hundred-yuan bill from her wallet and put it on the table, turned around and walked to the door, Yang Ming hurriedly followed

Wu Jiao's steps were very fast, and she almost fell down twice, but she finally came to the car parked outside the café, opened the car door and got in, sitting in the driver's seat holding her chest and gasping for breath, her forehead was already full of cold sweat.

Yang Ming sat in the passenger seat and said with concern: "Auntie, you don't seem to be feeling well, do you want me to help you take a look?" ”

Wu Jiao said: "No, no need, I'm fine, maybe it's too hot." Go, go to my house. ”

"Okay."

Along the way, Wu Jiao was silent, Yang Ming opened her mouth several times, she all uh, oh answered, did not speak, all the way to her home, a three-story villa on the outskirts of the city.

Park the car in the garage, beckoned Yang Ming into the living room and sat down, and after serving fragrant tea, Wu Jiao sat opposite Yang Ming nervously, "Yang Ming, you said that you found the person who put the curse, who is it?" ”

Yang Ming tasted the tea and looked at Wu Jiao, this woman's lack of city is not pretended, it seems that she should be able to ask the truth faster than the temptation.

Putting down the teacup, Yang Ming said, "Auntie, the person who cursed is you, right?" ”

Wu Jiao was holding a teacup in her hand to hide her panic, and when Yang Ming's words came out, the cup in her hand slipped and fell to the floor, looking at Yang Ming with straight eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds later, Wu Jiao's hand suddenly covered her heart, and the person seemed to be in pain, then her eyes rolled, her head tilted, and the person fainted.

Yang Ming didn't expect it to be this scene, so he hurriedly went over to check on Wu Jiao, and found that her heart had stopped beating and her breathing had stopped, it should have been due to overstimulation that caused cardiac arrest and shock.

"Thanks to me being a doctor, otherwise I would have to kill someone, Aunt Wu Jiao, are you there?"

After muttering a word, Yang Ming picked up Wu Jiao and laid her flat on the floor, wanting to use the power of martial soul to stimulate her heart and make her resume her heartbeat and breathing.

Touching Wu Jiao's heart, Yang Ming was about to use the power of the martial soul, but in the next second, a feeling of dizziness struck, and he quickly stopped.

Yang Ming understood that today not only washed Mo Yuxin's marrow, but also treated Mo Zihua, and after the soul power in his body was weakened, he also gave Liu Fu Tui Gong blood, and the power of the martial soul was overused.

The power of the martial soul can not be counted on, only artificial respiration, Yang Ming's hand pressed on Wu Jiao's chest, gently pressed it a few times regularly, took a deep breath, leaned down and kissed Wu Jiao's lips, and poured the qi into her lungs, and so on.

After a while, Wu Jiao reacted, her eyes opened, and she saw Yang Ming kissing her, and she didn't know what to think, and her hand hugged the back of Yang Ming's head.

Yang Ming's reason was almost swallowed up by desire, and with great difficulty, he pushed Wu Jiao's body away with difficulty, and gasped: "You, what are you doing?" ”

Wu Jiao drilled into Yang Ming's arms with all her might, and begged softly: "Yang Ming, I beg you, I beg you, I beg you not to tell what I do, as long as you don't say it, I will give you everything and promise you everything." I beg you to grant me my terms. ”

What is it okay, Wu Jiao's appearance is outstanding, her body is plump but not fat, she looks very sensual, and she has a mature and charming temperament that young women do not have, plus she is pitiful and flustered, it is right to say that it is not worth her life if she is fascinated.

Yang Ming stared at Wu Jiao with red eyes, and in his heart there was a war between heaven and man, and it was undoubtedly a beautiful thing to have a relationship with such a woman. However, this woman is Mo Yuxin's aunt, a woman who will poison her husband, and the reason why she threw herself into her arms was because she asked him Yang Ming to keep it a secret.

In terms of conscience, Yang Ming knew what to do, refused Wu Jiao's temptation, figured out the whole thing, and finally handed it over to Mo Zihua to judge, how to deal with it was their husband and wife's business. However, his body was clearly resisting.

Yang Ming is at war in heaven and man, Wu Jiao is not, she poisoned her husband Mo Zihua, causing him to be paralyzed in bed, which is her biggest secret. Now, Yang Ming has seen through it, as long as he says it, her life will be over, completely over.

No, Wu Jiao thought, Yang Ming must not be allowed to publicize the matter, no matter what means are used.

couldn't get into Yang Ming's arms, and didn't see him move, Wu Jiao simply turned her heart sideways, with a touch of shyness on her face, and got into Yang Ming's arms.

A moment later a cry rang out from his bosom.

Yang Ming lowered his head and looked at it, Wu Jiao's face was not the unbearable look of peach and silky eyes as it should be, but a look of grievance, biting her lower lip, her facial features were pinched, her eyes were red, and tears kept falling, she looked heartbroken and wanted to cry loudly, but she could suppress it, which was extremely sad.

Yang Ming's head was big, this was too inexplicable, "Wu Jiao, it was you who threw yourself into my arms and hugged me, and teased me with all your might, and it wasn't that I wanted to insult you, did you cry like this?" ”

"Woo woo, you leave me alone, hurry up, woo woo woo ......"

Yang Ming: "......"

There was a superb beautiful woman lying under her, and she was comfortable at first glance, but Wu Jiao was crying and crying, as if he was playing indecent acts.

Guilt poured out one by one, there was really no way to continue, Yang Ming was about to get up, and when he found out his intentions, Wu Jiao hugged him, "No, you can't help but continue." ”

"I want to go on too, but you're making me feel like a brute." Yang Ming sighed, removed Wu Jiao's hand, sat aside, and put on his clothes.

Without waiting for Yang Ming to put on his clothes, Wu Jiao suddenly stopped crying and pressed one hand on her chest, looking very painful, as if she had a heart attack again.

Finding that something was wrong, while Wu Jiao was still dizzy, Yang Ming hurriedly took out the needle box, took two long silver needles and pierced the two acupuncture points on Wu Jiao's chest, and then pressed on her heart, and soon, Wu Jiao's complexion improved.

Wu Jiao's watery eyes looked at Yang Ming, and said cowardly: "Why do you want to save me, you just let me die." ”

After putting away the needle, Yang Ming said: "I have no problem with you, okay, I promise you, I will help you keep it a secret, and don't tell you about the ecstasy curse, okay." ”