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He's just a bastard, better off without him.

Because he was thinking about whether to use the parasite, Mo Xiyan became lost in thought.

Seeing that she was distracted, Mo Qiu was overjoyed, "Beauty, let's go, we are here."

He took the opportunity to take her hand and lead her into the house.

Unfortunately, in the next second, Mo Xiyan had grabbed his right hand and with a slight use of force, her wrist was dislocated.

"AHH!"

He let out a scream like a pig being butchered.

"Ah, son, what happened to you?"

Fang's grandma immediately rushed to Mo Qiu's side, intending to check on his injuries.

But she didn't know anything about medicine.

Her touch only made her wrist, which was already in unbearable pain, even more painful.

Mo Qiu didn't even think before kicking her, and bellowed: "You old thing, scram."

Fang's grandma fell to the ground after being kicked by him.

Unexpectedly, the moment she forced herself to sit up, Mo Xiyan glared at her as if she was her enemy.

Although this glance was extremely fast and the time it took was very short …

But Mo Xiyan was sure that she wasn't mistaken.

This Fang's grandma was really interesting, he wanted to teach his disappointing son a lesson later.

But she hadn't really started yet, just brought him an appetizer.

She began to hate her again.

No wonder no one had been able to reconcile their relationship over the years.

The most fundamental reason should be because of the Fang's grandma himself.

So, should she continue to wade in this muddy water?

Seeing Fang's grandma who was injured and still had to be concerned about Mo Qiu, Mo Xiyan hesitated.

This was because she felt that under such a situation, a single mistake would cause her to become an outsider.

It was more likely that a basin of dirty water would be poured onto her body.

Then it really would look good.

Right at this moment, Mo Zhengshi who was outside the courtyard door suddenly cried out in pain, "My stomach!"

Mo Xiyan looked at her and noticed that there were traces of blood on her lower body.

Could this be a small birth?

She didn't have time to think about it, so she quickly walked towards her.

After all, she was still a doctor. Although she had not studied medicine for long, other than the influence of the Dr. Yang, there was nothing she could do to not save him.

Unfortunately, the moment she reached out her hand and squatted in front of Mo Zhengshi, she immediately waved it away when she reached out to touch him.

Mo Xiyan took a step back and looked at Mo Zhengshi coldly, "I can help you heal your injuries."

She was stating a fact.

But when it reached Mo Zhengshi's ears, it became incomparably ear-piercing.

She looked at Mo Xiyan with vigilance, and forced herself to take a step back while her body was in unbearable pain.

"Bitch, I don't need you to be so kind."

She gasped for breath as she spoke, then glared at Mo Xiyan. "Little bitch, even if you die, I won't die, your family will not be able to tolerate you, hahaha."

That man treated her so badly, yet this woman treated him like a treasure?

Mo Xiyan really couldn't think of anything else.

Perhaps, this was also a characteristic of this era?

Or was it that in this deformed family, any normal person would become abnormal?

"Hahaha, do you really think he likes you?"

"You're wrong, little slut. He only wants to play with you because he sees your beauty."

"If you don't believe me, you can just go in and let him sleep with you. I'll see if he still cares about you even if she's done with you!"

"Hahahaha, what's there to be proud of? Back then, I was treated like a treasure by him. Do you really think you're special?"

Mo Zhengshi laid there, and shouted at Mo Xiyan incoherently.

She was bleeding more and more, and her face was turning paler and paler.

However, she was not in a hurry to heal him. Instead, she was focused on cursing Mo Xiyan.

This made her feel like her view of the world had been refreshed by this woman.

"You're crazy."

Mo Xiyan looked at her sympathetically, and lightly shook her head: "Since you want to die, I won't stop you. See you."

With that, she turned around, intending to leave.

This was because she felt that this family was hopeless, she really didn't need to continue being involved here.

But the moment she turned around, she was stopped by Fang's grandma.

"Miss Mo, please save Qiu Er. He is the pillar of our family. Without him, even I won't be able to survive."

Alright, was not the only one who was crazy.

And there was also this Fang's grandma.

What did she come here for?

Just to watch such a funny family ethics play?

It's not worth it.

She could not help but shake her head and mock herself.

"Miss Mo, this old woman will kowtow to you. Please do me a favor and save my Qiu Er!"

Mo Xiyan shook her head, causing Fang's grandma to immediately become excited.

She thought she meant no.

With this rejection, she became truly anxious.

Right now, Mo Qiu's face was pale from the pain and his eyes started to look white.

She also knew that Mo Xiyan was Dr. Yang's disciple.

She must have known medicine.

Otherwise, how could Qiu'er die from the pain in just that one moment?

And in her eyes, Mo Xiyan was just a soft-hearted person.

Otherwise, why would he agree to follow her home, and why would he agree to have dinner with Qiu'er?

Then she would definitely be willing to treat Qiu'er as well.

Only, as long as she could continue to plead with him, he would surely be able to do it.

With this belief, the Fang's grandma kowtowed to Mo Xiyan non-stop, saying good words and begging.

"Abba, stop."

Helpless, Mo Xiyan stopped her.

Fang's grandma immediately raised his head and looked at Mo Xiyan with teary eyes.

Her forehead was red and swollen, and her face, tired and pale, was dazzlingly bright.

Looking at her in this state, Mo Xiyan was unable to say a single word of rejection.

But she really didn't want to touch Mo Qiu again.

In any case, he was just dislocated, not suffering from some incurable disease. It should be able to drag on for some time, right?

She looked at Fang's grandma and said straightforwardly, "Tell your grandson to go find my master, your son is not the only one who is injured in your family."

As she spoke, she pointed to the door. Mo Zhengshi, whose situation was worsening, continued, "Your wife's condition isn't too good either. If I'm not wrong, she should be a small child."

Hearing about the small fries, Fang's grandma turned to look at Mo Zhengshi.

However, there wasn't the slightest bit of worry in her eyes. She only snorted coldly, "He's just a bastard, it's better if he doesn't exist."

When the word "bastard" came out, it stirred Mo Qiu up.

In a split-second, his hand didn't feel too painful anymore, and he felt better.

He used all his strength to stand up, and approached Fang's grandma step by step.

He looked at Fang's grandma with an ominous glint in his eyes, and said sinisterly: "Old thing, what did you say?"