God doctor seeks concubine

Chapter 67 Brain Congestion
Hua Ningshuang brought Hua Simo over, just to see if Ye Qingmo still recognized her son.

If Mo Bao didn't go in, how could Ye Qingmo find out?
Hua Ningshuang patted Hua Simo's head, and said to Ye Han: "Don't worry, Mo Bao is very good. I promise that after entering, there will be no noise, Mo Bao, right?"

How smart Hua Simo is, he naturally understood what Hua Ningshuang meant, and nodded repeatedly, "Mother, I will be very good and not make any noise."

Yehan: "..."

Hua Ningshuang's intentions were already obvious, if he stopped again, people might become suspicious.

Although he didn't want to, Ye Han had nothing to do.

Hua Ningshuang could only take Hua Simo to meet the regent.

The regent now no longer has the memory of five years ago, so he should not recognize the mother and child.

What's more, now the regent is also disfigured.

I'm afraid it's not so easy to recognize.

Thinking of this, Ye Han felt relieved.

When Hua Ningshuang brought Hua Simo to appear in front of Ye Qingmo.

Ye Qingmo's expression froze for a moment, she looked at Mo Bao, then at Hua Ningshuang.

There is a strange feeling in my heart.

But Ye Qingmo's face has always been expressionless, and no one will notice his abnormality.

Ye Qingmo raised her eyebrows slightly, "Who is this child?"

Hua Ningshuang has been staring at Ye Qingmo's face since she came in, for fear of missing any wonderful scene.

Unfortunately not.

There was no expression on Ye Qingmo's face?

Mo Ye, what happened to you?
Why are you so calm and indifferent even when you see your most beloved son?

Hua Simo also stared at Ye Qingmo, the urge to get closer was blocked by the indifference on Ye Qingmo's face.

Hua Simo looked at Ye Qingmo and thought to himself, who is this person and why is he so indifferent?
After a long time, Hua Ningshuang came back to her senses, "My lord, this is my son, and his name is Mo Bao."

Hua Ningshuang looked at Ye Qingmo's reaction again.

"Your son has grown up so much, where is his father?" Ye Qingmo was more curious about who Mo Bao's father was than Mo Bao's name.

Yesterday, this woman asked him to marry her.

Today, she brought her son here?

What does it mean?
Hua Ningshuang looked at Ye Qingmo's face, then smiled bitterly, "His father left us, mother and son, and left."

This departure is very subtle.

Leaving has two meanings, one kind of leaving means leaving the world, and the other means leaving.

And Hua Ningshuang deliberately said these ambiguous words, just to make Ye Qingmo misunderstand, and even to mock Ye Qingmo's abandonment and forgetting, she and Mo Bao.

Unfortunately, Ye Qingmo couldn't hear it at all.

Ye Qingmo mistakenly believed that Hua Ningshuang's husband had passed away, and she took her son with her to find a man to marry.

Otherwise, how could she have said these things to herself yesterday?
Ye Qingmo glanced at Mo Bao, and suddenly had an idea in her heart.

If Hua Ningshuang can really cure the cold poison in his body, maybe he can marry Hua Ningshuang and be a cheap father.

Seeing Ye Qingmo's expression, he was still very indifferent.

Hua Ningshuang finally fully understood that Ye Qingmo really lost all the memories about them.

But Ye Qingmo's body showed no signs of injury, and there was only a piece of blood on his brain that was left five years ago.

This congestion is in the brain.

The brain is the most vulnerable place, and the congestion will not cause other damage, so Hua Ningshuang has not dealt with it.

Because brain surgery is the most precise surgery.

Even if she had the space in hand, she would not dare to operate rashly.

People will die one after another.

At that time, Hua Ningshuang thought, since it was not life-threatening.

Then why do such a dangerous operation, it is better to let the congestion slowly dissipate.

But she didn't expect that this congestion had existed for five years without any signs of fading.

This is still the case today.

Apart from these, there were no scars on his body, nor any healed wounds, or impacts.

Why did Ye Qingmo completely forget their mother and son?
Hua Ningshuang couldn't figure it out, but she would definitely investigate it herself.

Hua Ningshuang removed yesterday's bandage for Ye Qingmo, disinfected Ye Qingmo, and applied the medicine again.

Hua Ningshuang was doing all this mechanically.

In my heart, there was a burst of depression.

This smelly man is really too much.

How can you even forget your own wife and children?
Did it mean that they were not important enough in Ye Qingmo's heart, so he would forget them.

Thinking of this, Hua Ningshuang felt another burst of suffocation.

(End of this chapter)