Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

The next night, when it was getting dark, Wu Sicheng appeared at An Moxue's house.

When he saw An Moxue, he was shocked. She looked the same as when he first saw her, and her face was not as rosy as before.

"Mo Xue, what's wrong with you? Why have you lost so much weight in just a few days?"

"It's nothing. All the weight I lost from the fever is gone." An Moxue didn't want to say more, and Wu Si didn't ask any more questions. "Did you see the message I left for you?"

"Well, Puda Prefecture has been tight on the outside and tight on the inside recently, and the investigation is very strict. You should be more careful. On the surface, there is no change, but there are more secret searches."

"Oh!" An Moxue immediately sensed the unusual message, "What happened?"

"I don't know much about this. I just know that something seems to be missing from the government official residence. Everyone has only a little knowledge and no one can tell what the situation is. I think the missing thing must be extraordinary."

An Moxue's heart skipped a beat, no way!Isn’t it a bit too late to reveal this after so long?

It seems that I have to ask Karl tomorrow, and I will just focus on making up lessons today.

"How many days has it been?" An Moxue felt that maybe she was overthinking.

"I realized something was wrong after you left." Fortunately, An Moxue felt that she was still a little lucky.

"Is your companion okay?"

"It's okay, I'm recovering well." Wu Sicheng didn't know what he thought of, and added, "It's just been a tough day."

"Huh?" An Moxue was confused.

"It's okay, it has nothing to do with you. Are you free now? Go and remove his stitches."

"Yes, you wait." After An Moxue said that, she got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Wu Sicheng watched An Moxue's back disappear into the corridor. He continued to stare there blankly until he lost sight of it. It wasn't until he heard An Moxue's footsteps coming out of the room that he looked back and picked up the bag in front of him. Take a sip of tea.

"Let's go!" An Moxue said, walking towards the door, followed closely by Wu Sicheng.

This time, two people each rode a motorcycle, with Wu Sicheng in front and An Moxue following closely. For those who didn't know, they thought they were racing at night, making the motorcycle feel like it was speeding.

At this time, there were still some cars and motorcycles on the street, especially in the pub, which was even more crowded. It was not at all out of the ordinary for two people to be racing.

This time, two people parked their motorcycles in front of a street that looked a little dirty.

An Moxue asked worriedly: "If the motorcycle is parked here, won't it be lost?"

"No." Then he went straight into the house next to him.

An Moxue followed up and asked, "Are you out of money? Do you need my support?"

Before An Moxue heard Wu Sicheng's answer, he had already opened the door of the room, and Wu Sicheng said: "Please come in. It's okay. It doesn't matter that he, a grown man, has to endure such hardships."

"Qiu Shuiyang, what nonsense are you talking about! I shouldn't have listened to you in the first place. How can a coolie live in a better house? You, a gentle scum, have you planned to trick me a long time ago? Don't I think you are a scholar if you wear a pair of glasses, you are a wolf in sheep's clothing, how can you pretend to be a pure little white rabbit." The people in the room obviously had good ears, and after hearing Wu Sicheng's words, they suppressed and cursed angrily.

An Moxue stopped and looked at Wu Sicheng holding back a smile.

Wu Sicheng looked helpless and said, "Just laugh if you want! Otherwise it won't make you feel more uncomfortable."

An Moxue could not laugh and said in a low voice: "How about I avoid it first and you guys fight over it first."

"Okay, don't you just want to see a joke? He is a talkative person. You can treat his words as nothing. Remove the stitches and go back as soon as possible!"

"How wonderful! There is no shortage of Chen after work."

"Okay, don't waste your time on such a thing. Come in quickly and remove the stitches so that you can go back and rest early."

Wu Sicheng took An Moxue's wrist and entered the house.

Fu Shanyue was just about to scold Wu Sicheng back when he saw An Moxue come in. The unspoken words were stuck in his throat, which made his facial features distorted. It took him a long time before he could say: "Qiu Shuiyang, just be a human being!"

Wu Sicheng pulled An Moxue out and was about to go out, not forgetting to threaten: "Your wound doesn't need to be removed? Then we can go back!"

A strong man of 1.8 meters can only hold back one word - "Demolish!"

An Moxue was almost hurt internally, these two people were trying to undermine each other.

She did not close the lawsuit between the two people, saying: "Lie down and expose the wound."

Then the two made a temporary truce, and Fu Shanyue lay down obediently, exposing his waist.

An Moxue took off the gauze and saw that the wound was not recovering well, so she asked: "What happened in the meantime? The wound did not grow as well as expected. But if we don't delay the removal of the stitches, it could have been removed two days ago. Look In this way, it’s a good time to dismantle it now.”

Wu Sicheng said: "I stretched it a bit and there was some blood. Fortunately, the sutures were not opened."

An Moxue disinfected the wound, sterilized the instruments, removed the sutures, and bandaged them in sequence.

After finishing, she said: "Wrap this gauze for another day or two before taking it off. I have to be more careful recently."

Fu Shanyue always felt restrained in front of this beautiful woman who was treating him, so he only said: "Thank you!"

An Moxue said with a smile: "You're welcome, it's just a little effort."

She truly felt that it was a joy to be able to treat such a hero, so she was really happy to see that the stitches on the wound could be removed.

After packing their things, Wu Sicheng and An Moxue left together. The two of them rode motorcycles together on the road in Puda Prefecture. It wasn't until An Moxue's motorcycle turned into her street that Wu Sicheng left on the motorcycle. Even faster than before.

The motorcycle sped along and finally stopped in front of a dance club.

As soon as Wu Sicheng entered, he walked in familiarly until he entered the deepest part of the ballroom, turned around two corridors, and entered the last room. The person inside stood up and asked: "Master, what is this?" When the time comes, what’s the matter?”

Wu Sicheng said: "Uncle De, sit down. I just want to ask you something?"

"You said that girls lose a lot of weight due to fever and illness. How can I make up for this?"

"Girl, how old are you?" Uncle De's eyes flashed.

"Just coming of age."

"Then it should replenish qi and blood. It should be light but not bland, and the nutrition should be balanced. For example, red dates and ginseng chicken soup. The chicken must be an old hen. If the girl is young, the ginseng should be under 30 years old. Half a tree is enough, it must be simmered over low heat."

"Is there anything else?"

"The old duck is also fine."

"Okay, I can do this. I'm leaving first." After Wu Sicheng finished speaking, he left without looking back.

"Alas! Alas! The old slave hasn't finished speaking yet!..."