Everyone asked about Yin Mo's condition, and Ming Mie told everyone clearly, "I can't die."
Ming Jue got angry again, "Damn! I said you and Mi Ye are really a couple. They both speak in the same tone. Who asked you whether you are dead or not? How is your condition? Are you a doctor? Which doctor has treated the patient?
I will tell my family that it will be fine and I won’t die.”
Mi Ye rushed over, "I just said that there is something wrong with your thinking and logic, and it's not that there is something wrong with my ability to express myself. I can't die. Can't you understand these three simple words?! I just can't die, I can't die."
Just being able to live.”
Mi was not happy either. Originally, when Ming Jue said that, he really thought that there was something wrong with his ability to understand and express. But after Ming Jue answered, he deeply felt that he was right and he really didn't.
wrong.
Ming Mie gave Mi Ye a thumbs up. His fighting ability was so strong that even Ming Jue, who had the most fiery temper, choked into silence.
In the war of words, Yin Shengxuan is the wisest. He must know Yin Mo's situation immediately so that he can report it to his grandfather and give him a sure message. In the past six months or so, he has been almost supported by his grandfather.
He couldn't stand it anymore, and several times his grandfather wanted to come to Italy in person to see how busy Yinmo was.
Several times, Grandpa Yin even suspected that there was something wrong with Yin Mo's relationship with Mi Ai, and he was afraid of being scolded by him, so he didn't go home.
Involuntarily, Yin Shengxuan took a few more glances at Yin Mo, who was still sleeping, and said, "I'm sure everything is fine." With Ming Mie's assurance, he still asked uneasily.
Helpless, Ming Mie had no choice but to assure him again and again that although this deployment did make him tired and his whole body was overloaded, it was not life-threatening. He only needed more nutrition and a long period of adjustment and cultivation.
After Ming Mie's repeated assurances, everyone in the room felt at ease.
Several people were talking about their future training place. Mo Zhu naturally hoped that her sister Mi Ai and Zhan Yan would go back to Purgatory Hall with her to rest. Although they were injured, they were not seriously injured. At least they were not as injured as Yin Mo.
Compared to my brother-in-law, he is much lighter.
Ming Mie and the others suggested that Yin Mo, Mi Ai, and Zhan Yandu go back to the mafia with them for treatment and recuperation. With him and Mi Ye taking care of them 24 hours a day, nothing could go wrong.
A few people were still in a stalemate, and Yin Shengxuan said, "Stop arguing, let's all stay and recuperate, and we will wait until the condition stabilizes." No matter how capable they are, they are not iron men after all, and they are still injured, so they just want to go here.
That's really not a worry.
"Ha! Look how generous President Yin is." Mi also agreed with his approach. They were all injured. Why bother? Recuperating somewhere is not self-cultivation. The environment here is no worse than the Mafia or Purgatory Hall.
"Rich man, rich man, brother Shengxuan, how much property do you have? How many dollars and pounds do you have?" Mo Su looked at the gentle noble master with admiration.
Among this group of men, all of them are outstanding and have different temperaments, but only Yin Shengxuan's temperament makes people feel comfortable and has a rare feeling.
"Your man is also very rich." Ming Jue glanced at Mo Zhu, who was blind.
Yin Shengxuan smiled like a spring breeze and glanced at Ming Jue, "If I remember correctly, when the mafia's funds were unable to circulate, I paid for it first."
"Why don't I know?" Ming Jue snorted coldly, who would believe it?