Master Gu, Madam, She is Pretending To Be Pitiful Again

Father Mu's eyes were wide open, his face was ferocious, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

He pointed to Mu Chengjin's nose, If you say cut it off, then cut it off? Unless you die, otherwise you are a member of our Mu family in life, and a ghost of our Mu family in death!

Come here, lock the young master into the room. He hasn't figured out how to get the piece of land in the west of the city from Gu Siting's hands. He is not allowed to step out of the room!

This is to put Mu Chengjin under house arrest!

Mu's mother looked at Mu's father with tears in her eyes, and begged, Master, you can't treat Cheng Jin like that—ah!

Before Mu's mother could finish her sentence, she was slapped severely by Mu's father.

Mother Mu fell to the ground.

Mom, you don't need to ask him. Mu Chengjin slid forward on the wheelchair and helped Mu Mu up.

Mother Mu hugged Mu Chengjin, tears streaming down her face, Chengjin, it's useless to be mom, mom can't protect you.

Father Mu kicked Mother Mu away, and glanced at the butler, What are you doing in a daze, send the young master back to the room, before he thinks it through, don't give him food or drink!

Mu Chengjin was also angry, he gasped slightly in his chest, and then coughed uncontrollably.

I can't stop coughing.

A mouthful of blood was spat out.

Seeing this, Father Mu didn't ask the housekeeper to find a doctor for Mu Chengjin.

Mu Chengjin was locked into the room.

He was bent over, clutching the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, his face was blue from coughing.

A hint of hatred flashed in the clear eyes.

But now that he is so weak that he can't even protect himself well, how can he protect his mother?

If she continued to cough like this, Mu Chengjin felt that she was going to die here.

He fell powerlessly to the ground, and a medicine bottle fell out.

The little maid's words came to mind: Mr. Mu, remember to eat, your cough should be cured in half a month.

Before that, he didn't think about taking this bottle of medicine.

But now, he felt that his death was not far away.

Anyway, he was about to die, so he was afraid that what the little maid gave him was poison?

Mu Chengjin opened the bottle cap with trembling fingers.

A strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafted out, smelling this smell, the pain in Mu Chengjin's head seemed to be relieved a lot.

He swallowed one down his throat.

I don't know if it's the effect of the medicine or his psychological effect, but after eating, the cough relieved a lot, and even the lung cavity didn't feel so burning and uncomfortable.

After a while, he didn't cough anymore, and his burning lungs seemed to be immersed in a source of warmth, making his body more comfortable and smooth than ever before.

Mu Chengjin looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

How could the little maid of the fourth brother's family have such a miraculous medicine?

Is it possible that the cough that has plagued him for several years can really be cured by taking it for fifteen days?

...

royal garden.

Ming Yao looked at the messy dining table, and then at the man lying on the dining table who obviously had too much to drink.

She clenched her hand into a fist and swung it towards the back of his neck.

Suddenly, the man raised his head and looked at her.

It was too late for Ming Yao's fist to be retracted.

The moment he met the man's scarlet narrow eyes, Mingyao really wanted to explode on the spot.

There's a fly on Si Ye's head, I'm trying to drive it away for you... Never admitting it, she wanted to beat him up while he was drunk.

Gu Siting's handsome and profound face was slightly fuzzy, he ignored Ming Yao, and stood up from the chair with his tall body.

Seeing him staggering and staggering out of the restaurant, Ming Yao hurriedly stepped forward and supported him.

Gu Siting glanced at her with low eyes, and said in a low and hoarse voice, You know what will happen to the maid who tried to seduce me last time?

Ming Yao, ...

Who the hell wants to seduce you?

mean her?

Tsk, do you want to be so narcissistic?

It's over~ See you tomorrow~