Chapter 2038

Originally this marriage is a purposeful marriage, not so aggrieved, all achieve the goal, what is aggrieved?

Ning Shu lets Mo Ming sit on the bed, turns out a box by himself, takes out a jar from the box, and takes out a silver needle.

Looking at these things, Mo Ming asked, "what is this?"

"Good things." Ning Shu opens the jar. It's full of fleshy, wriggling worms. It's disgusting.

"It's kind of weird. What is it?" Asked Mo Ming.

Ning Shu smiled and said, "it's a deadly poison."

Mo Ming's face didn't change. "I wasted poison like this."

Ning Shu:

"It's a Gu, but it's not a Gu that harms people, it's a Gu that helps you digest. This Gu is greedy. You're a good parasite." Ning Shu patted Mo Ming on the shoulder. "Your body can't hold the vitality, and you eat less. The vitality of tonic can't match the vitality of missing."

"Your master of traditional Chinese medicine still teaches you this?" Asked Mo Ming.

Ning Shu shook his head. "No, I'm looking for an expert to learn. Would you like to eat it? If you don't, you won't be forced."

"Eat." Mo Ming said, rather Shu a little surprised, "really want to eat, in case of harm."

"I've been eating a lot of prescriptions, not bad this time." Said Mo Ming.

Ning Shu:

I always feel that Mo Ming's words are a little loveless.

Ning Shu is afraid of Mo Ming's repentance. With the power of thunder, he shoves a disgusting looking bug into Mo Ming's mouth. Then Mo Ming feels a greasy thing slide into his throat and finally into his stomach.

Well, this time the recipe is still alive.

Mo Ming's pale face became paler, and he felt sick and nauseous.

Mo Ming has a sense of being indifferent to life and death. To be more specific, if a broken pot breaks, the situation will be worse.

Ning Shu said with a smile, "it's a good thing anyway. I've worked hard to get it. Take off your clothes and lie down."

"Well?" Mo Ming looks at Ning Shu and doesn't move.

Ning Shu opened the silver needle bag and said, "I'll give you acupuncture. I learned it from a national treasure doctor of traditional Chinese medicine. I'll tie it up for you and activate blood circulation."

"And you learned this?" Mo Ming looks at the thick and thin silver needles.

"I've learned a lot. I'll take good care of you," Ning shudeshi said

Mo Ming raised his hand to unbutton and took off his clothes, revealing his pale and thin body.

"How?" Asked Mo Ming.

It's so lovely. She's at her mercy.

"In bed." Ning Shu said.

Mo Ming is lying on the bed, his thin body is so long.

Ning Shu took out the silver needle and was about to inject it. Mozer said, because he was lying down, and his voice had a nasal sound, "don't tell my parents you did this."

"Oh, I see." Ning Shu nods and knows that Mo Ming is for her good. In order to avoid what happened to Mo Ming later, she has to take responsibility.

Ning Shu's hand with the silver needle shook for a while. "Then you let me pierce it, in case something happens to you?"

"I know my body. Let's do it." Said Mo Ming.

Ning Shu turns white eyes, but she doesn't believe her ability.

Anyway, I'm going to die. You can do it. Don't give up treatment, young man.

Ning Shu disinfected the silver needle and put it into the dark and white skin, twisted it twice, then put it in other places.

When Ning shuza finished, Mo Ming fell asleep.

Ning Shu has grasped the pulse of Mo Ming's wrist. Anyway, Mo Ming is empty, empty, just one word.

When it's almost over, Ning Shu pulls out the silver needle on Mo Ming's body, covers it with a quilt, disinfects it, and puts it away.

Then he closed the door quietly.

Down the stairs, Ning Shu asked mom Mo Ming, "where is the garden?"

"Just in the garden, there are many varieties."

Ning Shu got out of the villa, first called the old man at home and said that everything was OK.

The soft old man asked Ning Shu if he would come back after three days.

She must be going back. Mo Ming is not in good health and may not go. In addition, she has other things to do. In addition to maintaining Mo Ming's body, the more important thing is to solve Zhao Liang.

Mr. Rou asked Ning Shu to take good care of himself. In other people's homes, he should be careful with his words and deeds. He didn't mention anything about the project.

After hung up the phone of Mr. Rou, Ning Shu called the private detective and asked about Zhao Liang. The private detective reported that Zhao Liang is still living in the hospital, but there are bodyguards around him.

Not even the door of the ward.

I don't know the details.

Ning Shu said he knew.

It seems that Zhao Liang is really scared. He has bodyguards in the hospital.Ning Shu asked private detectives to try their best to get information. Money is not a problem.

Hung up the phone, Ning Shu went to the flower garden and saw a gardener looking after the flowers.

There are many varieties. Ningshu went into the flower garden, picked up the scissors and cut the more elegant flowers, lilies and white roses, to avoid the bright flowers. The flowers with too bright colors are too aggressive, which is not good for the patients.

Put the cut flowers in the basket. In the morning, the flowers still have dewdrops and fresh fragrance.

Ning Shu really likes such a day. He can eat, drink and do something to cultivate his sentiment. Well, I'm elegant.

After cutting some flowers, Ning Shu went back to the living room with a basket and saw Mo Ming get up.

Ning Shu walked over with the basket and asked, "you're up, aren't you asleep?"

Seeing the flowers in Ning Shu's basket, Mo Ming said, "it's just a squint." In addition to his serious illness and coma, he didn't sleep well. Maybe the injection had some effect and made him squint a little.

"Is this vase OK?" Mo Ming looks at the vase on the table.

Ning Shu looks at the vase. It's very simple and elegant. It matches the flowers she picked today. Ning Shu flatters, "you have good eyes. How do you know I want a vase?"

"I heard from mom that you went to pick flowers." Said Mo Ming.

Ning Shu is very clever, but unfortunately the body suck up.

Put the basket on the table, trim the flowers with scissors, and then insert it into the vase. Mo Ming just looks at it, with a tired brow, and props up his temples with his hands.

"Or would you like to have a rest?" Ning Shu looks at him like this. The life of Mo Ming is really not long. He has reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the light is dry. Only then can Mo Ming in the plot die so soon.

It happened that time fell down again at the wedding. The Mohist family could not avoid getting angry. The life of the Rou family was very sad. In addition, the Rou Xueqiao offended Zhao Liang, which made it worse.

Ning Shu washed his hands, wiped his hands on his apron, and poured a glass of water for Mo Ming, whose water was filtered by special equipment.