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Chapter 480

Mo Dalang shook his head and sighed: "Your skin is much thicker than the city walls. Who had let people freeze in the snowy night before letting people in. When they came in, they let people go without even drinking tea. This is what people do. What is it now? Seeing people fly Huang Tengda, and catch up with the knot, you don't have to look like this, I want it! "

"What's the face? Can it be eaten or can it be used? I'm doing this, not for our Mo family? You don't want to think about it, our three daughters, the eldest daughter, married a little sesame seed, and it is not yet seen , The second daughter married a business man, but went to her parents for money in three days, and now Yuer is left. I do n’t want us to go back to the old path of her two sisters. In any case, we must find a way for her. Dear. "

Mo Dalang couldn't persuade her, so he stopped talking nonsense and walked away.

"Where are you going?" Xu asked

Mo Dalang didn't look back: "Go to the doctor, haven't you heard Rongyue just now?"

Xu said with a smile: "I see, go back quickly." She was in a good mood, her eyes and brows were filled with joy, as if her Yuer had climbed up the Kyoto high gate.

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"Awake, wake up, Xianer wake up!" Xu screamed excitedly as she saw her husband lead the doctor with a medicine box into the door.

Mo Dalang was so happy that he rushed to Mo Zixian's bed in three and two steps, and saw his son looking around with confused eyes.

"Xian Er, it's awake. How do you know your father and mother these days?" Mo Dalang's eyes were wet, and his eyes were full of lost joy.

Ping'er, who was on the side of Xu's side, said, "Hurry up, please go and ask Miss Rongyue to come over."

That Doctor Liu came to Mofu two days ago and personally saw Mo Zixian's injury. He also made Mo Dalang prepare for the funeral. Only two days later, Mo Zixian's injury actually improved. I can believe my eyes, clutching Mo Zixian's wrist, the pulse number has been repeated again and again, the result is the same, although the pulse is still weak, but has been out of danger, there will be no longer the worry of life.

How is this going?

Seeing Dr. Liu's expression of horror, Mo Dalang laughed: "Doctor Liu, it's true that my nephew came to Mofu yesterday and gave a needle to the wise child, and then filled it with medicine, tossing day and night. She picked up a life, but she was anxious to return to Kyoto, so I asked you to come over, and in the future Hyunji's injury, you need to worry about it. "

When Doctor Liu heard this, there was nothing he didn't understand, and he nodded quickly: "I must do my best." He couldn't wait to see the theologian, but what kind of person was he? People, in just one day and one night, rejuvenated with wonderful hands.

Mo Zixian on the bed gradually regained his thoughts. He asked Xu, who was in front of the bed, "Mother, where am I?" He only remembered that he was injured, but later he could not remember it.

Xu Shihong smiled and said, "Stupid boy, you don't recognize your own home? This is your room!"

Mo Zixian frowned: "This is Takehara? Not Kyoto?"

Xu's nodded: "Of course it's Wuyuan, but also mention Kyoto, that place, you can never go there again, you are the lifeblood of your mother, if you are gone, how can your mother live?"

Mo Zixian's face was burnt: "Mother, what about the shops? How are those shops now?"

Mo Dalang turned and walked to the bed, and whispered, "Xian Er, you don't care about anything now. I have let all my uncles handle the shop. You can just heal yourself."

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