Chapter 119

Chu Qingze has been immersed in the officialdom for many years, and he has a clear understanding of the personalities of people from all walks of life.

Miracle doctor Zhang is not a person who talks nonsense at all. If Chu Yunyao didn't have the slightest ability, she wouldn't be able to fool Dr. Zhang.

What's more, judging from Miracle Doctor Zhang's expression, it seems that he doesn't know Chu Yunyao's identity.

Chu Yunyao nodded to Doctor Zhang, acquiescing to her identity.

Seeing Chu Qingze's calculating face, his tone was sarcasm: "Of course I learned it in the countryside. Could it be that the Chu family hired me a doctor?"

For the first time, Chu Qingze was not angry, but pointed at the ointment in her hand: "Are you sure you can cure your fourth sister? If not, you pay with your life?"

Take your life to accompany?

Didn't Chu Qingze feel that she was out of her mind?

Chu Yunyao put away the ointment in her hand, "You let me guarantee something that even Miracle Doctor Zhang can't guarantee?"

She was also a daughter, and her life was no match for Chu Yunyan's face.

To say that Chu Qingze is a scumbag father is an insult to scumbag.

Chu Yunyan also refused to allow Chu Yunyao to heal her: "She deserves to pay me for my face? What if she is jealous of everything I have and is intentionally disturbed?"

The fourth aunt took Chu Yunyan and Chu Qingze out: "Chinese medicine is declining more and more now, let's go to a western doctor. Last time the second lady had a high fever, and the western medicine was effective. That night, the temperature on the second lady's body dropped. down.

I don't believe that there is no doctor in Jincheng who can heal my daughter's face. "

When Chu Qingze walked to the door, he couldn't help but look back at Chu Yunyao who was still sitting leisurely on the chair, his eyes flashed.

"Yunyao, the young marshal is usually quite busy. If you're fine, you can stay at your mother's house more often. Our father and daughter get together less and leave more. We should communicate more and enhance our relationship." Chu Qingze looked like a loving father.

Chu Yunyao didn't even raise her eyelids, so she didn't bother to accompany him to play the warm scene of fatherly love and daughterly filial piety.

Seeing that Chu Qingze showed affection to Chu Yunyao, Chu Yunyan glared at Chu Yunyao bitterly, pulled Chu Qingze, and cried pitifully: "Father, hurry up and send me to the foreign doctor.

My face was sore and itchy, and if the festering continued, it would really leave a scar. "

Chu Qingze hurriedly took Chu Yunyan into the car.

In the hospital next to the church, the blond and blue-eyed foreign doctor carefully examined Chu Yunyan's face with a magnifying glass, holding back a mouthful of Mandarin: "It should be a bacterial infection, I will give you an injection of anti-inflammatory drugs, and then apply it Some ointment, it will probably be fine."

When Chu Yunyan heard this, she was overjoyed: "Will there be scars after it's cured? Doctor, I don't want scars."

"This cannot be guaranteed."

Chu Yunyan felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on her.

The fourth aunt comforted me: "Chinese medicine has many ointments for removing scars, as long as the cheeks are prevented from festering, mother will go to Doctor Zhang to treat you..."

Doctor Yang held the needle, "It's time for the injection, take off the clothes."

Chu Yunyan tightly grabbed the collar: "Where do you want to fight?"

Doctor Yang patted his buttocks, "Of course it's the buttocks."

Chu Yunyan screamed and threw herself into Fourth Aunt's arms, her face flushed with embarrassment: "Mother, this yellow-haired foreigner wants to take advantage of me."

Chu Qingze is well-informed, but the deep-rooted conservative concept is still rooted in his mind, "Can you fight in another place?"

The foreigner spread his hands, "Then we can only get intravenous fluids and beat the arm."

A man who looked like a coachman came in and listened to Chu Qingze: "Master, Miss Fifth went to Yunlai Pavilion with ointment. Yunlai Pavilion was a cloth shop opened by a servant of the Wen family..."

…

After Chu Yunyao handed the ointment to Bao'er, she was walking back along the street when a carriage stopped in front of her.

The housekeeper sent someone to pick her up.

Chu Yunyao jumped into the carriage, and as soon as she got in, she realized something was wrong.

The narrow and closed compartment was filled with a strong smell of alcohol, and the man exuded a sense of violence and prey from head to toe.

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Yunyao didn't expect Mo Lingyuan to be in the carriage

Mo Lingyuan's eyebrows twitched, "I seem to have eaten something I shouldn't, Yun Yao..."

"Wait, wait." Chu Yunyao interrupted him: "I have a solution, I'm a doctor, let me get the pulse first."

She turned around and sat beside him, opened the car curtain a little bit, let the outside wind pour in, blowing away the strong smell of alcohol in the car...

She put her fingers on his pulse, her brows and eyes sank, and she asked in a cold voice: "Who gave you this kind of dirty food?"

Where did Mo Lingyuan go?

Of course Mo Lingyuan would not tell her that he went to Chi Yebai to inquire about the relationship between Yun Che and Chu Yunyao, but was plotted against by that guy.

"Can it be cured?"

"Yes." Chu Yunyao directed the coachman: "Go home quickly."

Seeing his extremely uncomfortable appearance, Chu Yunyao couldn't help asking, "There are two methods of treatment, which one do you choose?"

"Which two kinds?" Mo Lingyuan only felt that the figures in front of him were overlapping and couldn't be seen clearly.

"One is boiled raw. It will be fine when the medicine wears off. It is very painful. It is best to soak in cold water to relieve it. The other is very easy, just follow your heart..." Chu Yun Yao stabilized his emotions.

The carriage ran all the way, and soon arrived at the Marshal's Mansion. Chu Yunyao picked up the dropped handkerchief and tied it on her face.

Chu Yunyao helped him get out of the carriage, and ordered Mo Lingyuan to be sent to the star storage building immediately.

After the servant helped Mo Lingyuan to lie down, the gorgeously dressed Zeng Jiali arrived, Chu Yunyao whispered a few words to the guard at the door, and then left in a big way.

Mo Lingyuan opened his eyes, the curtains in the bedroom were half drawn, and the moonlight shone on the balcony, casting many shadows.

"Master, you are sick, young lady asked me to take good care of you." Zeng Jiali stared at her handsome face so close at hand, both happy and unwilling.

To my delight, I didn't expect Mo Lingyuan to be even more handsome than what the president described.

What is not reconciled is that he was not sent to the Young Marshal's Mansion earlier, otherwise, there would be no such woman as Nanyan.

As the young marshal's wife, Chu Yunyao couldn't get into Mo Lingyuan's eyes at all. She had the title of young wife for nothing. In order to please the young marshal, she even took the initiative to take a concubine for her husband. Her life was too humble.

What's more, her identity is still the daughter of the Chu family, even the warlord doesn't like her, so it's not worth mentioning at all.

Zeng Jiali took off Mo Lingyuan's coat, seeing that he was just staring at her quietly without objecting, she became more courageous...

Mo Lingyuan's ears were buzzing, he couldn't hear what the woman in front of him said clearly, he could only vaguely feel that it was a gentle female voice.

His eyes were blurred, and he couldn't tell who the woman in front of him was.

It looks like Chu Yunyao, but it doesn't seem to be.

He tried to sit up with his arms propped up, "Yunyao..."

Zeng Jiali's eyes were slightly cold, and she leaned over delicately, "Master, she is a beauty, and the young lady has already left."

The faint smell of powder on her body and the smell of jasmine hair oil penetrated into Mo Lingyuan's sensitive nasal cavity.

Before she could get close to Mo Lingyuan, her neck was pinched by a pair of big hands with thin calluses.

"Who are you?" Mo Lingyuan's voice was hoarse, and his voice seemed to overflow from his throat.

Although he couldn't see people or hear voices clearly, he remembered clearly that this strong fragrance would never come from Chu Yunyao's body.

In the carriage, she smelled a pleasant and bitter medicinal herb smell, which had the effect of calming the mind and resting, smelling her breath, his whole body became much calmer.

Where did this woman come from?

Are all the guards at the gate dead?

He even casually let an irrelevant woman into his bedroom.

The pressure on his fingers became tighter and tighter. Zeng Jiali felt that her neck was about to break, and she couldn't make any sound at all.

She grabbed it with both hands, and scratched his skin with her fingertips.

Mo Lingyuan was so angry that he threw the person away and fell to the ground. He sat up from the bed with his arms propped up, and pressed on the temple where "Tudu" was jumping.

Zeng Jiali didn't expect it to be so terrifying to see a handsome and extraordinary man become violent. She was lying on the ground trembling with fright, and was about to get up from the ground.

Mo Lingyuan thought she was going to pounce on her again, so she raised her foot and kicked her. The painful Zeng Jiali yelled, "No, Lord,..."

She wanted to call for help, but when she thought of the guards standing at the door and Chu Yunyao who hadn't gone far, and was afraid of being ridiculed and laughed at, she could only hold back.

Mo Lingyuan returned to the table, grabbed the kettle on the table, poured the heart-warming tea, his eyes became clear for a moment.

He glanced sideways at the woman kneeling on the ground, and a cold light flashed in his blood-red eyes.

"Kneel here for me, and don't get up without my permission." Mo Lingyuan held the pistol and stumbled to the bathroom.

Unscrew the water pipe, and sit in the large wooden barrel with eyes closed, letting the cold water wash over your swollen and feverish head.

The heart is as cold as being immersed in ice and snow.

Chu Yunyao, a heartless woman, how much she hated him, she threw him directly to a woman like Zeng Jiali.

It was simply a disgrace to him.

…

When dawn broke, the morning light pierced through the mist, and the sky gradually brightened.

The entire Young Marshal's Mansion was enveloped in silence.

After soaking in the cold water for a whole night, the effects of the medicine in Mo Lingyuan's body finally dissipated after the torment.

Finally regaining consciousness, Mo Lingyuan stood up from the barrel, wiped off the water droplets on his body, changed into unlined clothes, and walked out of the bathroom.

Zeng Jiali was still kneeling on the ground, her knees were broken, and she didn't dare to get up, her aching shoulders were shaking.

If she had known this was the result, she would rather hide in the orchid building last night and not come out than suffer this kind of punishment.

Seeing Mo Lingyuan coming out of the bathroom with a dark and handsome face, Zeng Jiali hoarsely called out pitifully, "Master."

"Get out!" Mo Lingyuan's eyes were full of disgust.

Zeng Jiali seemed to have received an amnesty, she hurriedly got up from the ground, and walked out while leaning on the wall.

But the door seemed to be locked from the outside, and it couldn't be opened after several times of pulling.

Zeng Jiali was so anxious that she was afraid of angering Mo Lingyuan, she patted the door panel with her hands: "Open the door, open the door quickly."

Seeing that it was dawn, the guard was about to unlock the door, but Mo Lingyuan kicked the door open from the inside.

Mo Lingyuan stood at the door with a livid face, his eyes as dark as ink.

Zeng Jiali cowered and fled out of the bedroom in a panic.

"Who told you to lock the door?" Mo Lingyuan's voice seemed to be frozen, and his eyes were coldly locked on the two of them.

The guard stammered back: "Young Madam said that you are sick and cannot be disturbed, so, so..."

Mo Lingyuan kicked the guard, "When is it her turn to be the master of the Young Marshal's Mansion?"

After finishing speaking, he went towards the Wangyue Pavilion with an angry face.

Chu Yunyao was sleeping soundly, and suddenly realized that someone seemed to be staring at her eeriely.

The kind of high vigilance she still maintained in her sleep made her suddenly open her eyes.

Standing in front of the bed was a tall figure, wearing a black single-clothes, with a cold air all over his body, and a pair of dark eyes staring at him quietly.

Chu Yunyao stared intently for a moment, recognized that this person was Mo Lingyuan, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" She lifted the quilt, held his wrist with her warm little hands, and felt for his pulse with her fingertips.

Mo Lingyuan breathed heavily again, and said nothing.

Chu Yunyao saw that his pulse became much more stable, and asked with a frown, "Why are you so cold? Did you take a bath with cold water early in the morning?"

Mo Lingyuan remained silent, staring heavily at her unaware face.

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Yunyao had no choice but to turn on the light.

Seeing that his black hair was still dripping with water, and his body was chilly, he was worried that the gunshot wound on his body was not fully healed, so he raised his hand and tore off his collar, wanting to check the wound on his body.

Chu Yunyao didn't understand what happened to Mo Lingyuan, he looked like someone owed him millions, why did he come to her early in the morning with a coffin face?

Chu Yunyao inspected the wound on his shoulder, took out the ointment from the drawer, and while applying it on the scar, she kindly suggested: "It's best to wash with hot water in the future when taking a bath.

Although you are in good health, you were injured last night. The wound on your body is too deep, so as not to weaken your resistance and cause trouble if the wound becomes infected again. "

Seeing her mention last night, Mo Lingyuan gritted his teeth.

Chu Yunyao saw that his eye sockets were dark blue, and his eyes were covered with red blood, and she pointed to the recliner in the wing room: "It's still early in the morning, you are a little weak, do you want to catch up on sleep?"

Mo Lingyuan couldn't help but grab her wrist and throw her onto the couch.

Before he could react, Mo Lingyuan leaned forward and put one hand on her head, while the other pinched her slender neck.

The strength of her fingers became tighter and tighter, and the bottom of her eyes was chilly, and she couldn't move because she was imprisoned.

Chu Yunyao was very ashamed and annoyed: "Mo Lingyuan, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Mo Lingyuan paused every word, and his anger surged: "I've been married for so long, and I ask myself that I treat you well. Is this how you treat me?"

Chu Yunyao didn't understand what kind of temper he had.

"Mo Lingyuan, don't avenge your kindness. You are really good to me, but I don't owe you anything." Chu Yunyao's clear eyes met his dark eyes, "You have been poisoned by the secret medicine. I sent you back with good intentions, what else do you want?"

It's okay not to mention this, but Mo Lingyuan became even more angry when he mentioned this.

"What do I want?" Mo Lingyuan wanted to strangle this ignorant woman to death: "What do you think I want? Don't forget, I am your husband!"

Husband and wife are originally birds in the same forest, do they fly separately when disaster strikes?

One day, he will be pissed off by her!