The marriage of the client Rou Xueqiao and Mo Ming is mixed with their own selfish intentions. The client wants to get rid of Zhao Liang and also wants to help his parents' selfish intentions.

And Mo Ming, a dying person, means that the married woman becomes a widow in a short period of time. Mo Ming has no way to refuse her mother's plea, even if she knows that this is unfair to a girl.

Out of compensation, Mo Ming tried his best to arrange what he had to do after he died, and did not insist on a young girl being widowed for him.

Ning Shu felt that Mo Ming's body was always so bad. He was worried too much and he was about to die. Why do he want to do so much? Death is like a lamp extinguishing. Everything in this world has nothing to do with him and he has entered a different world.

Ning Shu said: "If you are fine, you will be fine. I will worry about my affairs. If you are worried too much, your health will be bad."

Rou Xueqiao has already given his soul to turn the situation around and will not let himself live so miserable.

On the contrary, Mo Ming, no one in good health than him, was so worried.

Mo Ming was silent for a while, and finally got a little sleepy, so he simply lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Ning Shu:...

I'm not discussing a very serious matter, why did I fall asleep all of a sudden?

Ning Shu covered his quilt and then took his pulse again. Well, there was no change, it was still the same as before, and it was already very good that it did not deteriorate.

Scan Mo Ming's body and cannot see the existence of Gu. Even modern and advanced medical equipment cannot be found. It is almost integrated with the body.

Ning Shu withdrew her hand, walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs to the kitchen. Her mother-in-law was busy making medicinal food for Mo Ming.

"Where is Mo Ming? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Mo Ming's mother asked.

Ning Shu:...

Now she is also asked by Tiantian how Mo Ming's body is, and suddenly she understands Mo Ming's feelings.

Ning Shu said: "He is resting, I covered him with a quilt, don't worry."

Mo Ming's mother nodded and asked Ning Shu: "What do you like to eat and what taste, I'll let the chef do it for you."

"I will eat whatever you eat." Ning Shu said.

Mo Ming's mother's face was very pale, but her body was thin. Now she was all up to Mo Ming. If something happened to Mo Ming, Mo Ming's mother would probably collapse immediately.

Ning Shu said: "Actually, everyone can eat Moming's medicinal food, which is to replenish vitality. Mom, you can also eat more. Anyway, you have to cook it, so you can also eat some."

"I know, you don't have to be here, go upstairs and watch Mo Ming." Mo Ming's mother said.

Ning Shu felt that she was here, and Mo Ming's mother was quite anxious, so she simply went upstairs.

Ning Shu simply sat cross-legged on the sofa and rested. Of course, it was to practice peerless martial arts, and it would be better to be able to condense a trace of spiritual energy.

Mo Ming's body made Ning Shu feel helpless.

I don’t know how Zhao Liang is now. Ning Shu feels that he has almost restrained all his temper in this plane. According to Ning Shu’s temper, he should have cut Zhao Liang’s chicken directly.

But now she did good deeds and had a lustful Gu for Zhao Liang. This Gu will make people energetic and will not fall. Compared with the side effects of taking medicine, this thing is simply a blessing for men.

There is a knife on the head of the word "Se", and Zhao Liang has so many women, so he can serve such girls and enjoy the wonderful taste.

Since Zhao Liang wants to be a breeder, then give you the powerful x-power of growing horses.

Ha ha……

Mo Ming’s Gu is not harmful, but this Gu is the kind of Gu that harms people.

Even the iron-clad body cannot withstand the destruction.

At that time, he ran outside every day on the grounds of learning nursing, which gave Ning Shu the opportunity to refine Gu.

It failed many times before it was successfully refined.

In a short period of time, Zhao Liang should not have any big moves. After all, his fingers were injured, so he didn't have to know when it would be better. Moreover, people who want to have sex at any time were almost sperm on their brains.

Ning Shu removed impurities in the air, and had very little spiritual energy, not as thick as a hair.

Modern planes make people so helpless.

Mo Ming opened his eyes without any spirit and looked at Ning Shu who was sitting on the sofa. Ning Shu opened his eyes and said, "Do you drink water? I'll pour you water."

"Thank you." Mo Ming sat up and rubbed his forehead tiredly.

Ning Shu poured water for Mo Ming, and felt that Mo Ming was still so tired when he got up, and he was even more tired than not sleeping.

Mo Ming sighed, took the water cup and took a sip and stopped drinking it. Ning Shu put the water cup at the head of the bed, then took Mo Ming's pulse, and his heart rate accelerated when he was asleep. This was not a good phenomenon.

"How is it?" Mo Ming asked Ning Shu. It didn't seem like asking how he was doing, but it was a bit like teasing Ning Shu. He didn't think Ning Shu had any medical skills.

He let Ning Shu give him an acupuncture and a pulse. He didn't think that this girl could cure her, so he would indulge people in trouble.

Ning Shu curled her lips and said, "It's okay."

Mo Ming just pursed his lips, and his eyes that were not as bright as watching jokes.

Ning Shu:...

I'm sorry, my major has been questioned.

Ning Shu said expressionlessly: "To be honest, I'll give you an injection."

Ning Shu took out the silver needle and disinfectant alcohol, looked at Mo Ming, "Look off and lay down."

Mo Ming raised his hand and unbuttoned his buttons. He moved very slowly, just like he had no strength, which made people suffer from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Ning Shu resisted the urge to tear Mo Ming's clothes, and watched Mo Ming slowly take off his clothes, and the two red fruits on Mo Ming's chest were pink and tender, Ning Shu really wanted to pinch off his red fruits like a full succulent plant.

It is probably Mo Ming, a weak-type man, who aroused the urge to commit violence in his heart.

"Lying down." Ning Shu disinfected the silver needle and planned to poke Mo Ming's acupoints.

Mo Ming slowly lay down, looked at the silver needle in Ning Shu's hand, and suddenly asked, "Your silver needle is a bit thick, different from the last time."

Ning Shu said while pricking: "The sensitivity of acupoints is different, so the silver needles used are also different."

Mo Ming lay down and didn't move. He felt that the place where he was pierced was sore and painful, and it was a little hot. Ning Shu pricked Mo Ming a lot of needles, and when he pierced, he also used a little bit of spiritual energy to pour it into the acupoints.

Ning Shu wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand. Mo Ming took out a square handkerchief from his pants, folded it neatly, and handed it to Ning Shu. Ning Shu took the handkerchief and wiped his face like a wash towel, and then put it aside...
Chapter completed!