Chapter 138： you don't want to die?

Chapter 138 Are you dying?

Wang Ma closed the window and drew the curtains, "When the second young master came back, you should go down and see you. As long as you send a message, are you afraid that the second master will not stay?"

Mrs. Mo sighed, "Of course I want him to stay for two more days. But I don't want to see the fourth room. If it wasn't for the troublesome thing that caused old Mo to have a stroke, how could I be alone? Lian Lian guarding this empty house?

Now that he has ended up like this, he deserves it! "

Seeing that the old lady was very angry, Wang Ma hurriedly stepped forward and patted her back, "It's midnight, go to bed first, if you have anything to say tomorrow, if you really want to see the second young master, call him to come back, or go there in person. It's okay to go to the mansion."

Mrs. Mo felt much better after hearing this, and lay down to sleep with a sigh.

Wang Ma lightly turned off the lights, closed the door, went out, went down to the first floor and walked out the door, and saw Xu Da standing in the courtyard in front of the hall.

Xu Da heard the footsteps and turned to look, "Is the old lady asleep?"

Wang Ma nodded, looked at the gate of the compound subconsciously, and teased him, "We've been gone for a while, what are you looking at?"

"If you think about it, you will come out. You have to eat beef noodles. The beef has been stewed, and the noodles have just been kneaded. I don't know what to do in such a hurry?" Xu Da complained angrily.

Wang Ma pursed her lips in joy, "You, if you want your son, just admit it honestly. When you meet someone with a slap in the face, you're not happy when someone leaves, why bother."

Xu Da's face was full of indifference, "I'm too lazy to care about him. It's not because Qiuqin asked me to take someone back to show her a look. I'm afraid that he will work hard, that he will lose weight, and worry about this and that all day."

Wang Ma listened with a smile, but there was a hint of loneliness in her eyes.

She has been serving the old lady since she was fifteen years old. She has never been married and has no children. It is a lie to say that she is not envious of Xu Da and Qiuqin, who are in love with each other.

But such things as marriage can be met but not sought.

It was almost two o'clock in the middle of the night when Mo Shaochen returned to the Yiyuan Mansion No. 1. His already jade-white complexion was bloodless at this time.

Yan Xi was pacing back and forth in front of the mansion gate anxiously, and when he saw a Rolls-Royce approaching from a distance, he hurried up.

"Do you know what's going on with you now? What is the concept of being in a coma for 24 hours, how many times do you want me to tell you? Bedridden! Can't you understand what is bedridden?" Yan Xi scolded regardless, when he thought of Mo Shao Shen ran out in the middle of the night as soon as he finished the clearing, and his blood pressure soared.

"And you, as a special assistant, with an annual salary of tens of millions, if he dies, where will you find such a generous boss? No matter whether he lives or dies, you have to think about yourself, even if you tie him up, you have to tie someone to me. On the bed, he was still messing around with him! I was mad at me!"

Mo Shao stopped when he unbuttoned his suit and turned to look at Yan Xi, "You are so anxious, so you are afraid that I will die and you will not be able to find a second boss who will offer you a high salary?"

Yan Xi shut up.

Xu Xing hurriedly expressed his loyalty, "I never thought of it that way. My concern for you, Boss, comes from the heart, and never mixed with any external factors."

Yan Xi pointed his finger at Xu Xing and looked at Mo Shaochen again, not knowing what to say for a long time.

"You guys, I don't care! You can do whatever you like, I..."

Mo Shaochen suddenly fainted on the ground in front of him.

Yan Xi and Xu Xing's expressions changed greatly, and they hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Several bodyguards quickly built a simple stretcher with their arms and carried the man back to the room.

"Cough cough..." Mo Shaochen lying on the bed did not wake up, but began to cough up blood.

Yan Xi's hands moved faster, and pushed the special injection prepared in advance into the veins of Mo Shaochen's arm.

Two minutes later, the man on the bed slowly woke up, and the symptoms of coughing up blood also eased, but his face was paler than before, and it was almost transparent under the light.

In these two chapters, a little abuser is a big guy. He won't die, he won't die, he won't die, and the key things will be said three times~