A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song Qinghan found that when he thought of the scene of Wu Dahu and Merck's wedding, there was not even a single wave of emotion in his heart.

It's as if Wu Dahu is not his husband-in-law, and the two are just passers-by.

But he doesn't regret his act of coming to Wu Dahu. After all, he healed Wu Dahu's injury. Although this process lost the most important memory of the two, it's good that they are still alive...

Song Qinghan was engrossed in his thoughts, and as soon as he walked into his residence, he realized that it was Wu Tan's face that he hadn't seen for a long time.

He paused, then said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

Wu Tan glanced at his sleeve, and didn't care when he saw the blood stains on it. He smiled lightly and said, "You are kind-hearted. If you can't protect yourself, you will take care of others."

Song Qinghan frowned, always felt that there was a hint of danger in his words, and said coldly: "Aren't you preparing for a big wedding? I'm not in your way, it can't be Wu Dahu's memory recovery right?"

Seeing that he still knew that he was going to get married, there was a strange flash in Wu Tan's eyes, and he said with a half-smile: "It seems that you have a very good life here, look at this little chin, it looks much more pleasing to the eye, but it's a pity ..."

He beckoned, and a servant suddenly came in with a bowl of dark soup. Even if Song Qinghan couldn't analyze the ingredients in that strong taste, he knew it must be something bad.

After Wu Tan took the bowl of soup, he looked at Song Qinghan with scorching eyes, and said softly: "Thanks to you, Dumb's injuries are all healed, only the memory has not recovered, but judging by his current attitude towards me, Even if the memory is recovered, it won't have any impact on our relationship, hehe, I'm afraid you won't believe it, Wu Dahu treats me better than I treat him..."

Song Qinghan pretended not to hear the show-off in Wu Tan's words, but the impatience between his brows revealed his thoughts.

"Since you have said that I will not be a stumbling block between you, why do you have to kill me? Aren't you afraid of being accused of murdering the queen?"

Wu Tan paused his hand, raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "You actually know the meaning of that bone pendant? Who told you?"

Before Song Qinghan could answer, he shrugged and said irrefutably: "So what if I know? Because I don't intend to kill you at all."

Seeing him approaching him step by step, Song Qinghan instantly superimposed this scene with the previous memory, and the fear of being fed the medicine hit his heart, which made him shake his sleeves and hold the scalpel tightly hand.

If Wu Tan could be killed quietly, maybe he would have a chance to escape. After all, in order to keep secret, there are only him and Wu Tan in the room at this time.

However, Wu Tan didn't even look at Song Qinghan's arm, so he stretched out his hand and hit him on the elbow with lightning speed, grabbed his two hands at the same time with one hand, and fixed them around his waist.

With a "clang", the scalpel fell to the ground, causing Song Qinghan to shudder uncontrollably.

Wu Tan chuckled, but his eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice: "I said last time, if you drink it obediently, you won't need me to use force. How uncomfortable it is now..."

Song Qinghan sensed the dangerous aura emanating from him, swallowed, calmed down his emotions, and said calmly: "Before I drink it, at least tell me what its effect is, otherwise even if you don't want me to death, I will also die from various accidents, believe me, I am a doctor."

A look of hesitation flashed in Wu Tan's eyes, but when he saw Song Qinghan's powerless appearance, the hesitation disappeared instantly, and he said with a smile: "If that's the case, then I will tell you generously that this medicine Ah, it’s abortion pills.”

Song Qinghan's heart tightened, and he frowned and said, "Abortion drug? Did Merck really order it?"

Seeing his unbelievable appearance, Wu Tan happily said: "What? You really regard the Lord as a good person? You know... your stomach is for him to have children."

Hearing Wu Tan's wild laughter, Song Qinghan's heart didn't feel any waves, and he said in a low voice: "If that's the case, then you can't feed me abortion pills, because I have more than three children in my belly." Month, the words laid down at this time will have a great impact on my body, and I may not be able to have children in the future."

Wu Tan curled his lips, and said expressionlessly: "Who told you not to obediently drink the miscarriage medicine that is harmless to your body, now the time is too late, you can only drink the strong medicine."

Song Qinghan's scalp tightened, and he suddenly realized what the so-called tonic Wu Tan had given him a while ago. For a moment, he felt a throbbing pain in his lower abdomen, as if the bowl of medicine had finally worked.

Probably because he felt that he was wasting too much time here, Wu Tan stopped talking, directly pinched Song Qinghan's chin, forced him to open his mouth, and brought the bowl of medicine to his mouth.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Dahu's voice suddenly came from the door, it sounded three parts confused and seven parts surprised.

Wu Tan's hand stopped, and Song Qinghan suddenly pushed it away without warning. The bowl in his hand slipped and fell to the ground, and the black concoction spilled on the ground, sinking into the soil after a while.

Song Qinghan ran two steps in Wu Dahu's direction, but Wu Dahu walked straight in Wu Tan's direction as if he hadn't seen him, his eyes showed anxiety, and said in a deep voice: "Is your hand okay? "

Wu Tan, who was about to get angry, blushed when he felt the temperature in his hands, and his whole body turned into a puddle of spring water, he lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "It's okay, I'm just a little scared... Why did you come here? To find him?"

Song Qinghan pretended not to hear the yin and yang in Wu Tan's words, and stared closely at Wu Dahu's face, as if trying to find some clues from it.

Wu Dahu raised his head and glanced at Song Qinghan, then lowered his head again, shook his head slightly at Wu Tan, and said slowly: "I'm here to look for you, this is his room? What are you doing here? I can't see you flustered."

Wu Tan was thinking whether to tell the truth to Wu Dahu, but when he heard Wu Dahu's last words, he instantly opened his heart, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "The Lord ordered that he be buried in his belly. The fetus was aborted, I forgot about it before, but now I think about it, I just took advantage of the eve of the big wedding to do this, so as not to affect our good deeds."

After listening to his explanation, Wu Dahu looked in the direction of Song Qinghan's stomach, and when he saw the slightly raised curve, he sighed softly, grabbed Wu Tan's shoulders, and said in a deep voice: "Utan, Utan, how can you do this by yourself? Don't you know karma?"