178 Chapter 178. Consultation Mo Qian looked at Zhuang Xian's slightly raised brows and the mocking expression on her little face, and his mood suddenly brightened up.
He moved his wheelchair closer and explained with a smile, "I'm sorry, I went to the hospital to get my examination report. I didn't an to leave you alone at ho. I think you'll need this detailed information."
As Mo Qian spoke, he gestured for Mo Xi to place the thick stack of docunts in his hands on the coffee table in front of Zhuang Xian.
Zhuang Xian looked at these things and was slightly embarrassed.
How should he put it? She felt that Mo Qian was being a little too serious. Saint Valley dicine was famous for its traditional Chinese dicine, so the rigorous and complicated tests of Western dicine were not necessary for Zhuang Xian's eyes.
However, when she saw Mo Qian's serious expression, Zhuang Xian could not say anything.
Alright, it's better to take preventive asures. Perhaps she might need it later!
Zhuang Xian thought about it and lifted her hand to rub her nose. "Alright. The main purpose of my visit today is to pass on dicine master Qing Yi's ssage."
Mo Qian looked at her with great interest. "Really? You're quite efficient. What is the apothecary in green saying?"
Perhaps she was overly sensitive, but Zhuang Xian felt sothing was wrong with Mo Qian's tone. Compared to yesterday, he was not as agitated.
Zhuang Xian felt as if Mo Qian had seen through her. He was rely playing along with her act!
Zhuang Xian looked straight into Mo Qian's eyes, trying to find sothing that could confirm her suspicions. However, she almost drowned in his gentle eyes.
Zhuang Xian returned to her senses and shook her head, trying to eliminate this strange feeling of being teased. She didn't forget to reply,"Of course. I, Zhuang Xian, am a woman of my word. I will keep my promise to you."
As she spoke, she took a deep breath and pushed the food box beside her toward Mo Qian.
Mo Qian understood Zhuang Xian's aning. After a mont of surprise, he said in surprise, "Is it for ?"
"Who else? I don't even know how often you've urged for a box of pastries as if you're afraid I'll renege on my debt!" Zhuang Xian retracted her gaze and retorted helplessly.
Mo Qian was happy, and his eyes beca gentler and more pampering. He laughed softly, "Yes, yes, yes! It's my fault; I shouldn't have rushed you like that.
It's my fault today. You worked so hard to make a good al, but I left you alone at ho and made you wait. Let's stay for dinner later. The crab we got yesterday is big, fat, and beautiful. I've already asked the cook to make it. "
Zhuang Xian looked at Mo Qian with a slightly surprised expression. This was the first ti she had seen Mo Qian smile so happily. It was just a box of desserts; was it worth it for him to be so happy?
Mo Qian, wasn't he a little too easily satisfied?
Zhuang Xian complained in her heart, but her eyes were fixed on Mo Qian.
There were still important things to do at the mont, and she couldn't waste any more ti. She focused and said, " We'll talk about that later! Let's get back to the main topic. I'm here today to look at your leg injury on behalf of dicine master Qing Yi! Show your leg; I'll take a good look at it so I can pass on the ssage to the apothecary in green when I return!"
Mo Qian glanced at Zhuang Xian and nodded slightly, "Alright," he said.
After Mo Xi had blocked off all the servants in the living room, she knelt on one knee in front of Mo Qian's wheelchair and bent down to take off his shoes.
Because they were going to the hospital for a checkup today, Mo Qian was only dressed in a casual suit, not a tight suit.
Zhuang Xian looked calmly as Mo Xi rolled up Mo Qian's pants and placed Mo Qian's injured leg on the sofa. Zhuang Xian got up and sat over to take a closer look.
Mo Xi was still a little uneasy. His young master rarely revealed his injured leg so directly.
In the past, Mo Qian had hated this pair of legs. He hated himself for not being able to walk and hated the strange illness that had caused him to be unable to walk or run since he was 16 years old.
Of course, Mo Xi also understood this, which was why he was nervous. However, Mo Xi felt he was overthinking after seeing Mo Qian's calm and peaceful expression.
Their young master wasn't such a pretentious person. If he was sick, he should treat it. Always avoiding problems wouldn't solve the problem.
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