Chapter 3393

Mo Siyu stood at the door, looking at the empty guest room inside, feeling dazed.

Brother Yan, what does this mean?

Take away all the things related to her, are you going to throw it away or burn it?

Although the guest room has not been returned, it does not mean that Brother Yan will come back to live in it. Maybe Brother Yan just left too hastily and forgot. After all, this little money is nothing to the Chu family.

Seeing that Mo Siyu was stunned, the shop owner couldn't help asking: "Young Master Yu, are you and the young master of the Chu family, are you having a fight?"

I was drunk last night and still loved me, why did I leave today without saying goodbye?

Mo Siyu stuffed the plate of pastries back into the owner's hand, "I'm not hungry today, and I don't have an appetite, so I won't eat earlier."

Shopkeeper: "..."

Mo Siyu turned around and went downstairs, and resumed her old business, setting up a stall to see doctors.

Winter goes to spring, the climate warms up and everything recovers.

The poor people have already started to prepare for spring plowing and planting. After Mo Siyu has been seeing the doctor for so long, there are not many people with serious illnesses coming to see the doctor.

The once long line is not so long now.

Mo Siyu, who was immersed in feeling his pulse, temporarily forgot the sadness after Chu Chuyan left, and started to write the prescription seriously.

In the tall restaurant in the distance, the windows were half-closed, and the people standing at the windows watched this scene intently.

Aoki's handsome face was as pale as snow, staring at it for a moment, and asked the person beside him: "You just said that he is the one who healed your son's body?"

The old man's face was full of gratitude: "Yes, yes, this Mr. Yu is like a living fairy. He said that my son's evil wind entered his body, and after taking blood to drive away the evil spirits, my son's health improved a lot. .”

The corners of Aoki's lips curled up evilly: "Evil wind enters the body?"

"Yeah yeah."

"Oh, what an evil wind entering the body!" Aoki wore half a silver mask on his face and a black hood on his head, like a night god hiding in the dark.

His eyes swept across the other tortured and inhuman guards in the wing, and he said, "You guys, also go to this Mr. Yu for diagnosis and treatment."

Those tall and burly guards were all very thin, and they didn't have the momentum they used to have. Instead, they were skinny, stooped, with sallow complexions and sunken eyes, as if they were dying of being tortured by something.

When the guards heard Aoki's words, their faces were ready to move with yearning, but they didn't move a step. They raised their eyes to look at Zhuang Qingyun who was sitting in the wing.

Zhuang Qingyun put down the teacup and smiled at the old man: "Since your son is not willing to be the guard of our priest's mansion anymore, we will naturally not force him."

He put a silver coin on the table and pushed it towards the old man: "Don't tell anyone about your coming here today, go back."

The old man took the money gratefully, and immediately left the wing.

Qingmu looked at Zhuang Qingyun coldly: "Why did you let him go, you are not afraid of him telling the truth?"

"You too underestimated the high priest's prestige in the eyes of the people of Yuecheng. He took the high priest's compensation, so naturally he would not tell the matter, but only thanked the high priest for his kindness." Zhuang Qingyun frowned slightly : "It's you, who rarely go out of the priest's mansion. Why do you go out so frequently recently, and you're still eyeing this Yu Mo? Do you want to make trouble with a little doctor?"

Zhuang Qingyun was puzzled all over his face: "According to the logic, she has saved you anyway, and she has saved your life. Why can't you tolerate her?"