Xiao Xizi didn't have the slightest status in front of Mu Yunhe, begging Mu Yunhe to just not eat, Luo Zhiheng snatched the rice bowl, handed the spoon to Mu Yunhe's mouth and said: "Eat some, this porridge has been simmering on the fire for a long time, millet porridge nourishes the stomach, you must now regulate your body in order to get better as soon as possible." ”

Mu Yunhe looked at her with a disgusted gaze, obviously he was still haunted by Luo Zhiheng's use of his mother's life and death as a bargaining chip that day. Even if he knew that Luo Zhiheng had to do that that day, it would be effective, but using his mother as a stepping stone Mu Yunhe was a little unacceptable.

His mother has always been a pure land and the most precious piece in his heart, which is inviolable and harmful. Luo Zhiheng kept saying that his mother was dead or something, but Mu Yunhe was broad-minded, but he only cared about this matter. In his opinion, Luo Zhiheng's actions that day were completely selfish, in order to survive for himself, so Luo Zhiheng could let others go.

"Take it!" said coldly, Mu Yunhe's gaze fell on Luo Zhiheng's face like a knife.

Luo Zhiheng is now an ancestor of Mu Yunhe, of course, he doesn't care about his coldness, but sits in front of his bed and says, "When are you still in the mood to be angry?" Yes, my words that day were exaggerated and excessive, but didn't the princess care? And the princess is still alive now, why don't you want to think about it, if you didn't wake up that day, then the princess can still be alive now? ”

Mu Yunhe was stunned, of course he understood this, but Luo Zhiheng said it and he was still awkward in his heart, a kind of anger that was exposed and contradicted was stuck in his chest, Mu Yunhe raised his hand angrily and was about to hit Luo Zhiheng's hand.

Looking at his struggling hands, Luo Zhiheng avoided unhurriedly and sneered: "Can you still lose your temper and beat people?" It seems that the little prince is really good. ”

Mu Yunhe was so angry by her face that he couldn't breathe well, Luo Zhiheng snorted, and wanted to feed him porridge again, and persuaded him with good words, but the door was suddenly and rudely slammed open. I saw that the crane-haired and childish Doctor Liang walked in with a gloomy face, pointed to the bowl of porridge in Luo Zhiheng's hand and shouted, "What is this?" Who allowed you to give him porridge? ”

Luo Zhiheng raised her eyebrows and asked unhurriedly, "What?" The patient can't eat yet? I'm afraid the patient will soon become dead. ”

Divine Doctor Liang boasted of his noble status, raised his chin and snorted contemptuously at Luo Zhiheng: "With the medicine of this divine doctor, the little prince will not become a dead man if he doesn't eat." ”

Luo Zhiheng immediately saw the stitches, put down the porcelain bowl with a snap, and pointed angrily at the divine doctor: "Bold fanatic! What a arrogant tone! What a proud virtue! Who said that the little prince would never live to be twenty years old? Who said that the little prince has no cure? Now who is here to say that with his medicine, the little prince will not die? ”

Luo Zhiheng's words made Doctor Liang's face change slightly, only to see her suddenly stand up, her eyebrows sharp and her words sonorous: "Let me ask you, are these words before and after all from the mouth of your Doctor Liang?" So such contradictory words, how do you justify yourself, please give me an explanation! Otherwise, just by virtue of your words in the preface and afterword, and the fact that you are not allowed to eat at the moment, I have the right to suspect that your purpose is impure and that you want to harm the little prince, I think once your crime is implemented, you will not be far from death! ”

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