Chapter Forty-Seven: Magic?
On that side, he was recognizing his relatives, and Mo Xiaolu looked out of place sitting alone on the bed.
She stood up.
Although her body is weak after surgery, she can still do it with her head held high.
She walked in front of them with a quiet, uncaring smile, intellectual gentleness, and dignity, and she did not see the slightest sign of the loss of her child.
Since they don't want to go, let's go. Moe Xiaolu thought to herself.
Scarlet Luo's brows furrowed, as if he was about to wring out a river. Seeing the two of them leave.
Yun Rou looked at them suspiciously, and saw that the last deer was dressed in a hospital gown, "Is the deer also injured?" β
Scarlet Luo's eyes became darker and darker after Mo Xiaolu left, he ignored Yun Rou, he raised his hand.
Jing Yun was relieved and pushed Scarlet Luo to the bedside.
The green white fingertips swiped across the futon, and the quilt seemed to have the residual warmth of the last deer that had just sat on.
His gaze flashed with emotions, which were eventually replaced by sadness.
Yun Rou stood aside and looked at it in a daze, as if she understood the reason why she could come.
The fawn had just gone out, and her weak body was only enough to hold her out of the door, and the miscarriage swept over her with a sharp pain.
She clung to the wall in pain and bent over.
Seeing this, Mu Shuiyuan hurriedly supported Mo Xiaolu, who raised his head and squeezed out a pale smile, trying to give him a reassuring expression.
"Shui Yuan, I want to go to your hospital, I don't like the hospital here." Mo's lips were a little pale, and his tone was weak.
"Okay, let's go now." But as soon as he took a few steps, the conversation he had with Yuan ten minutes ago flashed in his mind.
The man said that he couldn't take the fawn away, and that he was the one who would snatch the end.
The man was like Satan from hell, with a seductive face and a wanton, determined smile.
Mu Shuiyuan shook his head, he didn't believe that he couldn't take the last deer.
But the fact is that he can't take Mo Xiaolu away, they just walked to the hall on the second floor, and the clear and conspicuous sign in the hall on the second floor is particularly eye-catching, and Mo Xiaolu feels that the sign is a little familiar.
But just glanced at it, after all, she couldn't stand it in her heart, and wanted to go back to Maku's Hospital as soon as possible, but just about to leave the hall, she was stopped by the medical staff in the hall.
A group of little nurses gathered around and spoke nervously, each with a crying expression, "Miss Mo, are you leaving the hospital?" β
"You can't leave the hospital!"
"If you leave this hospital, none of us will be fired by the director." A little nurse with a delicate face with a begging expression.
Mo Xiaolu was a little confused, leaned weakly on the body of Mushui Yuan, and asked, "What are you talking about?" β
"Miss Mo, our dean has informed you that if you leave this hospital and go to another hospital for medical treatment, then our jobs will not be saved."
"I got this job with great difficulty, and I really can't afford to lose it."
"That's right, Miss Mo is fine, don't go. You see, our hospital is one of the best in Kyoto, so you can be right here. β
The gossip of persuasion made Mo Xiaolu more and more blurred, and she looked up at the curtain water abyss, trying to get the smart him to give her an answer.
Mu Shuiyuan chuckled unconcernedly. I didn't expect that what he said that he couldn't take away Mo Xiaolu meant, he understood Mo Xiaolu's temper, and he wouldn't watch a group of strangers lose their jobs because of her, he wanted to take advantage of Mo Xiaolu's kindness and compassion.
But hasn't he investigated what he does?
"This hospital won't accept you, you can go to the Maku's Hospital, and it will take you in." Mu Shuiyuan opened his mouth and said in his heart, isn't this an easy solution?
However, when these little nurses heard this, they shook their heads again and again, "No, no, no, we are sincere to Luyuan Hospital, and we will not jump to other hospitals." β
Hearing this, Mu Shuiyuan was puzzled, but said in his heart: How terrible is this, why is the little nurse in this hospital so obedient?
Mo Xiaolu was sandwiched in the middle by a group of little nurses, feeling that the air around her was getting thinner and thinner, she gasped heavily, her heart was still confused, she looked up at Mushui Yuan, frowning, "Can't we leave?" β
"I can't." At this moment, the bewitching man appeared, dressed in a straight suit, his hair was combed into the middle and was permed, and a pair of charming peach blossom eyes were electrified.
The aura around the body is full.
His slender legs came in a few steps, "Do what you have to do." The gentle and cool words instantly made the little nurses who had been begging for mercy scatter in a hurry.
Maybe that's what these little nurses do, as long as they stop her, they will naturally take care of the next steps.
Mo Xiaolu raised his eyes to look at him, and said with some surprise, "Huh? How did you end up here? β
"I'm a doctor at this hospital, have you forgotten?" He leaned over and rubbed the fawn's hair in some distress.
The first time Mo Xiaolu was treated like this, she was still a person who had only seen three faces, and she was a little embarrassed to take a step back.
Yuan was not annoyed, but chuckled, "Last time, you registered to see a doctor at the branch of this hospital." β
"It's a hospital." Mo Xiaolu raised his eyes, no wonder he felt that the sign on the hall on the second floor was a little familiar.
Mu Shuiyuan was very unhappy with the state of the conversation between the two, he frowned, took the hand of Mo Xiaolu and took the person in his arms.
On the other side, Yuan's eyes became hideous and terrifying at a clearly visible speed, and his gaze was fixed on Mu Shuiyuan's hand, if his gaze was a bolt of lightning, it was estimated that Mu Shuiyuan had been chopped to death at this time.
The coat gently pulled the hand of the last deer, and the man's slender fingers swirled in her palm.
Mo Xiaolu looked at him in a daze, almost forgetting the act of resistance.
He seems to have a unique charm, a charm that can bewitch people's hearts, his eyes are like a whirlpool, which can trap people, she seems to be stunned, the pain in her body is suddenly gone, and her limbs seem to be out of her control!
She just let the other person make circles in the palm of her hand.
Makumizubuchi frowned, trying to pull her hand back.
On the other side, he didn't plan to let go.
At the end of the time, the fawn was sandwiched in the middle, and the slender and weak figure was sandwiched between two tall and straight men.
She could only look up at them, the 'magic' of the coat seemed to take away the pain from her body, and her pale skin gradually returned to ruddy, becoming as white as jade, and her lips seemed to have a little color.
Mu Suiyuan was shocked to see the change in the last deer, and "you ......" didn't know how to express it for a while.
Weak, she could only look up at them.
The 'magic' of the coat seemed to take away the pain from her body, and her pale skin gradually returned to ruddy, becoming as white as jade, and her lips seemed to have a little color.
Mu Suiyuan was shocked to see the change in the last deer, and "you ......" didn't know how to express it for a while.
Mo Xiaolu only felt that her abdomen was warm, as if a stream of heat was constantly passing from the palm of her hand, and she looked at her in surprise.
Own body?
He lowered his head and smiled mysteriously, "Are you much more comfortable?" β
"Hmm." Mo Xiaolu nodded in surprise, and then asked, "Why?" "Why is it so amazing? Is it true that the body can be repaired by internal force like martial arts novels in this world?
"Because...... I'm a thousand-year-old demon. The smile on his lips swept over him with a strange and bewitching charm.
Mu Shuiyuan's eyebrows frowned. Why did this man's laughter feel so familiar to him?
Before withdrawing her hand, her slender fingers slid lightly across her palm, across her rounded fingertips.
A burst of electricity was stirred, crispy and numb.
Mo Xiaolu immediately withdrew her palm, her cheeks were stained with an embarrassed red, she turned her back behind her, and after recovering her complexion, she said very quickly, "Thank you." β
"Is that just a thank you? I've helped you twice. "Mei's height is more than 1.9 meters, which is slightly taller than Mushui Yuan.
He bent down, his bewitching face approaching the last fawn, his hand stroking her hair, his expression doting.
Mo Xiaolu was a little embarrassed, but because he owed the other party two favors, he didn't immediately remove his hand, so he could only stand up and smile awkwardly.
Yuan seemed to like such a well-behaved Moxiaolu very much, and smiled very handy and enjoyed, "Give you a chance to repay me." He straightened up, withdrew his hands, and folded his arms around his chest.
A unique momentum, like an ancient emperor, every gesture seems to be a gift from the king.
When Mu Shuiyuan heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he pulled Mo Xiaolu and hid her behind him, "If you have any requirements, please tell me." β
"Lu'er just lost her ......" glanced at the petite person behind her, thinking about taking into account the mood of the last deer, Mu Shuiyuan didn't say it completely, "The body is still weak after all, and it is up to her fiancΓ© to repay this kind of thing." β
Mu Shuiyuan's face is as warm as jade, like an ancient jade son, his demeanor is gentle and elegant, and his speech is slow and methodical.
The clear eyes are neither humble nor arrogant.
Yuan's gaze seemed to look down on all beings, and he glanced at him lightly, "You come to make a promise?" β
"You ......" Mu Shuiyuan's handsome cheeks were crimson with anger, with a touch of anger.
The last deer behind him was so shocked that he raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into a Sichuan character. I've only met this person three times, and besides, I just lost my child, so I made a big joke about it.
Mu Shuiyuan let out a long sigh of relief, suppressing the swear words he wanted to scold, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yuan, maybe you haven't figured it out yet." The marriage between the last family and the Musui family is not something that anyone can control. β
The coat is fluttering, so I don't care about "Oh? "Yes.
"Looks like you've forgotten the advice I just told you." He lowered his eyelids, and his gaze gradually became gloomy.
"Advice?" Mu Shuiyuan sneered, with almost imperceptible pain in his eyes, "I know the consequences of the marriage between the lower clan and the princess. β
Suekalu reminded him more than once.
But every time he answered, it was......
"There's nothing to be afraid of, I can give up the inheritance of the Mushui family for her, give up the Mushui Medical Record, what else do I have that I can't give up." Mu Shuiyuan said loudly wantonly at this moment, as if it was his pride.
He has answered this answer many times.
Liking the last fawn is something that makes him proud and satisfied.
This sense of pride and satisfaction filled his soul, and his joy kept it all the time.
Mo Xiaolu was stunned when he heard this, "What do you mean?" "Pull through the curtain and make it face to you.
"Renunciation?" She frowned, and immediately thought, "Could it be that you took the initiative to pass on to Uncle Yang back then?" β
Uncle Yang, full name Mu Shuiyang. It is the biological father of the curtain water, the younger brother of the curtain water, and the father of the curtain water.
Mu Shuiyuan smiled gently and elegantly, put his hand lightly on her shoulder, and comforted: "Father loves me very much, and I can feel my father's love by his side." "His father has always been pointing at the curtain.
"Why? Why don't you even want the water practice medical record? Mo Xiaolu looked up and asked, she couldn't understand.
The Mushui Records of Practicing Medicine are divided into nine rules, and the collateral branches can only learn up to the fourth rule of the Records of Practicing Medicine, while the descendants can learn up to the sixth, the heirs can learn one more, and the head of the family can learn all of them.
Although the heads of the family have been studying this ninth rule for generations, only one person has succeeded, and that is Mu Shuiyuan's biological father - Mu Shui Liu, Brother Liu.
Mu Shuiyuan has longed for the love of his biological father since he was a child, but his biological father is a medical idiot, and he ignores Mu Shuiyuan and concentrates on studying Mu Shuiyuan's medical records.
Because of this, the little Mushui Yuan has always had an obsession with the Mushui Medical Record, which is a deep obsession. He wanted to understand that medical treasure and become the second person who knew all nine rules.
Mo Xiaolu, who grew up with Mushui Yuan, knows best his desire and obsession with Mushui Medical Record.
"Why give up? Aren't you determined to be the second person to understand the Nine Rules? Mo Xiaolu suddenly grabbed Mu Shuiyuan's clothes and made him look at him, his clear and bright eyes full of doubt.
Mu Shuiyuan smiled softly, combed her slightly messy hair, and her voice was as gentle as water, "Because of you." β
The short three words carry the fate of the curtain water abyss.
Because the descendants of the Mushui family are not allowed to marry the daughter of the last family, this is a rule passed down from the ancestors, and it is also like a curse.
Just like the last family in the past generations will have a cursed daughter, known as a princess, who suffers from the pain of blood.
The curse of the Makusui family is that the past generations can only surrender to the last family, and they are not qualified to marry the daughters of the last family, especially the cursed princess......
The result was that he went crazy, a genius went crazy......
It's like saying, how can the lower clan marry the princess.
The reason why Mu Shui Nian was able to marry Mo Li was because Mu Shui Nian was not a real Mu Shui family, he was the half-brother of Mu Shui Liu and Mu Shui Yang, and he was an illegitimate child. Mo Li is also lucky not to be the cursed princess of the previous generation, so the two are united to get along.
Five years ago, Mu Suiyuan thought that as long as he got rid of his identity as a son-in-law, he could be with Mo Xiaolu, and even Mo Mo thought so.
But since the appearance of the Mokalu, Makumizubuchi has gradually realized his innocence.
Blood relationship cannot be changed, the descendant line is the descendant after all, and the blood of the lower clan is the blood of the lower clan after all.