Mu Qingqing was a little angry and threw the medicine bottle to the ground. Suddenly, a strong pungent smell, suddenly spread into the bedroom. Mu Qingqing subconsciously raised his head and saw Mo Liancheng standing at the door with a bowl of dark brown things.

"Why lose your temper?" Mo Liancheng put down the soup bowl in his hand and bent down to pick up the white pills scattered on the ground.

Mu Qingqing was a little stunned, and immediately returned to her mind. She snatched the medicine in the hands of Mo Liancheng and scratched the tablets scattered on the ground in front of her body, "don't care, who let you in, go out!"

Mo Liancheng got up and looked at Mu Qingqing with some heartache, but then the light in his eyes flashed and said, "get up, drink the medicine..."

"What medicine?" Mu Qingqing raised her eyes pale and spoke slowly.

"The traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by the doctor is for you to recuperate. I'll have it boiled. Drink it while it's hot." Mo Liancheng stood in place, his eyes motioned to take a look at the soup bowl he had just brought in.

It's Chinese medicine. No wonder it tastes so strange. Mu Qingqing hates to drink traditional Chinese medicine, but she is more afraid of suffering than disgusting. Plus the sour taste of traditional Chinese medicine, every time I think about it, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Seeing that Mu Qingqing did not intend to drink, Mo Liancheng said again.

"If you don't want to have such a hard time every month these days, you'd better take the medicine and don't lose your temper."

On the one hand, Mu Qingqing doesn't like the taste of Chinese medicine. On the other hand, she feels uncomfortable to accept the kindness of moliancheng. Therefore, she would rather keep such a cold attitude all the time, rather than let them have an ambiguous relationship.

With that, Mu Qingqing took out a bottle of medicine from her bag and coldly dealt with Mo Liancheng. "I don't need to do these unnecessary things. I will be responsible for my body. Four years ago, four years later, it is the same. I never need you to tell me what to do."

Mo Liancheng heart Yilin, four years ago Mu Qingqing suffered a knife a knife in his heart.

"Well, if you think it's better to take some vitamins, I'll ask someone to buy more for you later." Mo Liancheng said faintly, the mood in the eyes is that people can't see through.

Mu Qingqing suddenly realized that she glared at Mo Liancheng in horror, and then quickly put the pills in the bottle in her mouth and licked it. It was really sweet.

"You changed my medicine?" Mu Qingqing threw the medicine bottle on the ground and looked at Mo Liancheng fiercely, "do you think that if I do this, I can't get painkillers. This hospital can't do it. I'll go to another one!"

"Really, then you can try and see if you can get these prescription drugs in Jiangcheng! What I said in moliancheng, do you think it's something out of nothing. "

"You You're making trouble out of nothing This time, Mu Qingqing really said that he couldn't survive for a moment without the physiological period of painkillers.

"The doctor said that if you continue to take painkillers, your health will only get worse and worse in the future..."

"Enough!" Mu Qingqing interrupted Mo Liancheng angrily, "why do you decide my affairs without authorization and change my medicine?"

"I do it for you! You'd better restrain your temper and give me enough! " Ninety percent of Mo Liancheng's anger comes from Mu Qingqing's abuse of her body. Looking at her listlessness and muddling along in pain, Mo Liancheng hates her stupidity four years ago and her inability to do anything now.

"Don't say that you are for my good. Four years ago, you said that it was for my good. As a result, you only asked me to plead guilty and ask a lawyer to defend me. But the only person you really protected in your heart was su Wanqing. So, put away your mask of hypocrisy. I don't believe a word of your words. " Mu Qingqing was a little agitated, and her physical burden seemed to make her feel more irritable.

Looking at Mu Qingqing who wants to rush out of the door, Mo Liancheng is cruel, and pulls her into the bedroom and falls on the bed.

"Moliancheng, are you crazy?"

Mo Liancheng didn't take Mu Qingqing's roar into consideration. He turned back and took a mouthful of the medicine bowl with one hand in his mouth. He stepped to the bed, and the whole person pressed on Mu Qingqing's body.

He held his body with one hand, and held Mu Qingqing's soft cheek with the other hand. Without hesitation, he sealed Mu Qingqing's lips. A warm liquid still with bitter taste flowed into Mu Qingqing's mouth. Her strength could not resist Mo Liancheng, and her eyebrows wrinkled tightly. She still swallowed the medicine into her stomach.

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips. The bitter taste made her breathless and frowned frequently.

"You have only two choices. One is to drink up yourself, and the other is to feed you to drink up!" Mo Liancheng touched the corner of his mouth. His eyes were like a sharp sword. He was dead against Mu Qingqing's throat. His appearance seemed not to be rejected.

"Young master..." Butler Tang knocked on the door and came in. He wanted to ask about Miss Mu's dinner arrangement, but he didn't expect to run into this scene. Before the words fell, he went out in a hurry.

Mu Qingqing's face turned red in an instant. He pushed Mo Liancheng away, picked up the medicine bowl on one side, frowned, and poured the remaining half bowl of Chinese medicine into his stomach."Satisfied Mu Qingqing's cheek is hot and her stomach is hotter.

The doctor of traditional Chinese medicine (TCM) stands up and helps me to regulate the body

"I..." Mu Qingqing really wanted to refuse. Mo Liancheng also guessed this, so he didn't give Mu Qingqing a chance to speak. "

"If you don't listen to me, it won't be the last time you faint. An actor is frail and sickly, his body is delicate and his flesh is expensive. Guess which director would like to cooperate with you. As a newcomer, isn't that a good thing? I think you should know the pros and cons. "

Mo Liancheng's words were obviously threatening. Until Mu Qingqing didn't make a sound, he slowly moved his sharp eyes away.

In the afternoon, Mu Qingqing had a good sleep for several hours. It's a feeling of relief that I've never felt since I fainted. Although the abdominal pain is still faint, the degree has been reduced a lot, at least can let Mu Qingqing have a good sleep.

Mo Liancheng did not mention the child's incident four years ago. He had secretly sent people to look for the man who was seriously injured in the traffic accident.

Intuition told him that it didn't seem so simple