Reading through the book: The evil first wife of the first assistant family is a miracle doctor

Ye Qianqian felt increasingly irritable.

The more I want to be quiet, the more I can't calm down.

So I decided to go up the mountain to have a look.

When we got to the bottom of the mountain, we met a group of people coming down.

Li Zheng said that Su Moyang was still on the mountain and wanted to talk to his father.

Ye Qianqian thanked him and continued up the mountain.

The sky was no longer so gloomy, but it was drizzling.

Su Moyang sat cross-legged in front of the new tombstone, ignoring the damp mud on the ground and a little mist on his head.

There were two wine glasses in front of him. He took a sip and then sprinkled a little on the ground, as if a father and son were drinking.

Eight years have passed, but his father's appearance has never faded in his mind.

Mom is right, dad likes to be clean, likes to wear white clothes, and is handsome. His face is completely inherited from dad, but dad's elegance is from his bones, and he is not.

Since he was a child, his father had taught him strictly and had high expectations for him. Later, after seeing the letter left for him, he realized that that was also his father's obsession, and he should have taken the imperial examination route. He was named on the gold medal list and his ancestors were honored, but his path was cut off by evil people.

After his father died, he imitated his father's example, being polite, elegant and kind to others, abiding by the rules he taught, studying hard while taking care of the family, and not daring to slack off for a moment.

He wants to follow his father's expectations and walk the path he wanted to take but couldn't, and he also wants to find the evil man and take revenge.

Life was hard and he didn't resent his uncle for not helping.

Just assume that he blames his mother for his father's death.

In the past, he was naive, gave in to many things, and did not care about his uncle. He still held on to the idea that one day he would be able to put aside his resentment towards his mother and the two families would be reconciled.

it is ridiculous.

How ridiculous.

Su Moyang shook his head and took a sip of wine, his eyes red, feeling sad, angry and self-deprecating.

"Dad, if I never knew what Su Wenshan was doing, one day, I would become famous and he would follow the chickens and dogs to heaven, would you be so angry that you would jump out of the ground?"

This is what he thought before!

It's maddening!

Su Moyang threw the cup, a cold chill burst out, and the anger in his eyes surged.

"Dad, I'm not you, I can't be a gentleman!"

There is no benefit in being a modest gentleman. You cannot protect your wife and children, nor can you protect yourself.

Mo Yang, Mo Yang, this is the name given by my father.

Could it be that dad never wanted him to be a modest gentleman?

Take the clothes and wear them slowly, fuck, I'm wearing Mo Yang.

He is a famous sword that cuts through all darkness, killing gods when God blocks it, and killing Buddha when Buddha blocks it!

"Mr. be careful——"

Following a familiar shout, a strong murderous aura came from behind.

Su Moyang rolled around and barely dodged the slashing sword, and a strand of black hair fell off.

Two masked men in black advanced in unison and continued to chase him.

Chi Zhao was a secret guard and a death warrior. Su Moyang learned from him, and naturally he also followed the killer's style.

But in just a few moves, he could see that these two people were either killers or dead soldiers.

So, no mercy.

It's just that he hasn't learned kung fu for a long time, so it's obviously very difficult to deal with two people.

Fortunately, Ye Qianqian is here.

The couple had a tacit understanding. Su Moyang twisted the wrist of the man in black in front of him, while Ye Qianqian kicked the other man.

The two collided, and the knife penetrated the flesh and bone. One was stabbed in the abdomen, and the other was chopped off the shoulder. The entire arm was split open, leaving only the skin and flesh connected, hanging hanging on the body.

The two screamed in pain, bleeding profusely, and fell to the ground without breathing.

Su Moyang stepped forward and took off their scarves. Black blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. He had committed suicide by swallowing poison.

He didn't find anything representing his identity on his body. He thought for a long time and suddenly felt something strange.

"Shallow?"

I saw Ye Qianqian's face was pale, her eyes were wandering, unable to focus on one place, her ten fingers were entangled together, and she kept rubbing.

She is afraid.

This was the first time Su Moyang saw her so afraid.

Not crying or shouting, not frightened or shaking, but he just knew that she was panicking.

She was so quiet even when she was afraid.

As soon as Su Moyang touched her, he felt her body tighten, and a moment of nervousness and vigilance flashed in his eyes.

"Ah, what's wrong?"

She returned to normal and looked at him: "You're not hurt, are you?"

"No, let's go down the mountain first."

Su Moyang grabbed her hand and said warmly: "Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid, I'm just a little bit nauseous."

She smiled, a little deliberately, "Let's go."

Su Moyang said nothing more, held her hand tightly, and looked at the two corpses coldly again.

The drizzle has stopped and the sky is showing signs of clearing.

He said that if the clouds cover the sun, it will become clear after a long time.

And there is still one more thing to be done about Dad’s grievance.

After sending Ye Qianqian home, Su Moyang rushed to the Yamen.

As expected, Mr. Liu fell ill and began to have a high fever.

He was talking nonsense, and for a while he said anxiously: "Dad, did I do something wrong?"

After a while, he scolded me again: "I'm not wrong about anything, why should I ignore people?"

"Don't leave. Talk to me. I'll listen to whatever you say. Stop losing your temper."

Lu Liang sighed, his eyes filled with pity.

"Master, I hear that your father-in-law... isn't caring enough."

How could a woman who had given birth to his children be so wronged?

After listening for a long time, I also picked up some clues.

Su Anhe didn't seem to be very kind to her.

For some unknown reason, he patted her on the shoulder.

Ms. Liu grabbed Lu Liang's hand and shouted with her eyes closed: "Don't blame me for being thick-skinned. This is not how couples behave. I just want to lean on you, so don't turn away."

Lu Liang was stunned for a moment, but Ye Qianqian stepped forward and broke Liu's hand, and then he hurriedly packed the medicine box.

"Master, I'll leave first. Oh, by the way, there's still three days left for the medical exam. Don't forget it!"

Medical exam, now she has no time to think about the medical exam.

"Sister Qiao, come here and grab my mother's hand."

Something is wrong with Mrs. Liu, and she cannot be stimulated any more. She still has a high fever, which will cause convulsions.

Sister Qiao's task is to appease Mrs. Liu, call her mother over and over again, and talk to her in the gentle breeze and drizzle.

Ye Qianqian stripped her clean and began to cool her down physically.

After such a busy time, things got better.

She also saw a quite shallow scar on her mother-in-law's chest, which was quite old.

Su Moyang said that my mother once wanted to leave with my father-in-law. Could this be the result of her suicide?

Ye Qianqian didn't believe that a mother would abandon her young child and choose to die. Just like Su Moyang said, she was in a daze, immersed in guilt, regret and depression and couldn't get out.

She must love her father-in-law very much.

Just my father-in-law, I don’t know what’s going on.

"Sister-in-law, Qianqian..."

Aunt Wang shouted hurriedly and ran over, "Oh no! Your uncle's house is on fire. Half of the house is burned. We can't put it out!"

Ye Qianqian asked hurriedly: "Is there anyone inside?"

"I don't know! There's no sound!"

Ye Qianqian hurriedly told Sister Qiao to watch the door at home and ran out with Aunt Wang.

Li was directing people to pour water, and the house was burning from the inside. Ye Qianqian's nose was sharp and she smelled the faint smell of tung oil.

This is intentional arson!

"Uncle Li Zheng, stop throwing water. It's useless. Who discovered it first? Is there anyone inside?"

"It's me!" Xiao Wang said, "I shouted many times but didn't hear anything. Aunt Tian said that Su Heng brought his mother into the city! There should be no one inside."

"What about Cui'er?"

"Twee...I haven't seen you."

Ye Qianqian asked other people, but no one had seen it, not even the little girls who used to play with Cui'er.

Could it be that he fainted from the smoke inside?

Ye Qianqian gritted her teeth, ran home, soaked the quilt, and rushed back again.

"Don't go in, you'll die."