Yang Ping paled in fear, and looked at Qin Tianyue again worriedly. After Qin Tianyue showed her a okay smile, Yang Ping helped her mother-in-law to leave.
After the courtyard door was closed tightly, Qin Tianyue faced the three of them alone.
In another mansion, Mo Yishen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a slender and tall body like an emperor, without anger and prestige.
Behind him, a gentleman with gold-frad glasses stood respectfully, with a handso face. He was nad Mo Yan, Mo Yishens chief assistant, and a subordinate trained by Mo Yishens father personally for his son Mo Yishen. Yishen grew up together and was given the surna Mo.
Along with him is a man nad Mo Xiao. Mo Yan is responsible for all the trivial matters of Mo Yishen, while Mo Xiao is responsible for the affairs of Mo Yishen.
The two were bright and dark, and they cooperated tacitly. It was Mo Yishen's right arm and right arm.
"Master Mo, we have found a genius doctor. He ca out of the genius doctor. I heard that his dical skills are strong and he will surely cure the poison on your body."
During this period of ti, he and Mo Xiao were secretly looking for people from the genius doctors, because the geniuses were too mysterious, no matter how powerful they were, it took a lot of energy to find the geniuses.
Mo Yan said in a low voice respectfully behind Mo Yishen.
Mo Yishen retracted his gaze looking out the window, turned his head to look at Mo Yan, and Mo Yan hurriedly lowered his head.
"no need!"
Mo Yan raised his head in shock, his eyes widened behind the gold-frad glasses, "Master Mo, your poison can no longer be delayed, why not treat it?"
"My poison has been cured!"
Mo Yishen seed to have thought of sothing, her **** thin lips gently aroused, Mo Yan wiped his eyes, and seed to look at Mo Yishen in disbelief. The always steady Mo Yan muttered in dismay, "Master Mo, you... .Laughed?"
Growing up with Master Mo, he almost never saw him smile. Even if he smiled, that smile was filled with horror. This ti, when he saw Master Mos gentle smile, it must be him. Dreaming, he must be dreaming.
Mo Yan grabbed his thigh fiercely with his hands, and realized that all this was not a dream at all when he felt the pain.
Their Lord Mo actually laughed, if Mo Xiao knew, would he have the sa expression as him.
Mo Yan glanced at Mo Yan with a deep and indifferent gaze, and Mo Yan lowered his head in annoyance. What did he say?
"Go back, don't co anymore."
After Mo Yishen finished speaking, the slender and tall figure walked outside.
"Yes, Lord Mo!"
After Mo Yishen left, Mo Yan wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and whispered to himself, even if Lord Mo is now a rural villager, his aura is so powerful that he almost can't speak.
Mo Yishen returned to Pinyue's shop. Just stepping into the shop, Lu Tianyou and Luo Xi, who were entertaining guests, saw him.
"Where is she?!"
Mo looked around with deep phoenix eyes for a week, but did not find Qin Tianyue's figure, and his sword eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly.
"A middle-aged woman asked the boss to treat her. The boss asked us to tell you."
Lu Tianyou was dissatisfied with Mo Yishen in his heart. Who told him to **** their boss away so quickly, and did not see how capable he was. He didn't really want to talk to him, and was shocked by Mo Yishen's montum. , Lu Tianyou actually subconsciously said it.
"Where?"
Mo Yishen's brows frowned.
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