If you want to catch this wild one, you won't be able to get one without a price of hundreds of thousands or even millions.
And the old man only gave the best part to the young lady every time, and used the rest to cook. It can be imagined how much the old man loved this precious great-grandson.
Mu Xiaoran looked at the dirt on the ground and felt that the spit he had just spit out cost tens of thousands of yuan...
Such a sin would be punished by God. She picked up the soup, resisted the churning in her stomach and vomited it down.
"Xiaoran, are you okay? If you feel really uncomfortable, just spit it out." Looking at her pale and purple-deformed face, she really couldn't stand it.
She shook her head violently at her. "Hmm... expensive... very..." She pointed to her mouth, thinking that this bowl cost tens of thousands of yuan, how could she be willing to waste it.
Think about how many children have trouble even having food and clothing, but here she is wasting her life.
"But you..." Her expression had reached its limit, and she was so disgusted that she seemed to vomit out the contents of her stomach again.
He swallowed the contents in his mouth fiercely, and finally picked up the wet wipe next to him and wiped his lips clean.
Xueer pointed at her with trembling fingers and her voice was broken. "Xiaoran, you..."
"What's wrong?" She looked at her in confusion, not feeling that there was anything wrong with her at all.
"Did you just spit it out and swallow it again?" She felt sick just thinking about it.
"That's right." She didn't think there was anything wrong with this at all. Even if she vomited out something worth tens of thousands of yuan, she would still swallow it back.
Wiping his hands, he finally stood up. "Okay, didn't you tell Dr. Fang to let me go for a check-up?"
She stood up and walked out, but Xueer was some distance away from her, still unable to accept her disgusting behavior just now.
Mu Xiaoran looked at her indifferently. If he disliked her, just dislike her. Anyway, waste is shameful.
Several people came to another floor of the villa, where the entire floor was Dr. Fang's private clinic. Because of Mu Xiaoran, he even went to buy some advanced equipment.
"Miss Mu, you're here! How's your appetite these days?" He put on disposable gloves.
Mu Xiaoran stood at the door and looked at the cold machine in front of him. It was pure white and gave people a cold feeling. He hesitated in his steps.
Fang Tianhang wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked elegant. "Miss Mu, don't worry, I'm just doing a B-ultrasound for you, and I'm just going to show you whether the fetus is okay."
Mu Xiaoran lay on the stage and lifted up his clothes.
Fang Tianhang squeezed the liquid and rubbed it on her belly, then picked up the hearing aid next to her and placed it on her belly.
The butler next to him looked at the screens in the entire building and immediately went to find the young master.
"Master, do you think that's the young master's little hand?" the housekeeper said excitedly, only to realize that he had let slip.
He covered his mouth and looked at the young master timidly, not daring to speak anymore.
On the contrary, Cassifer was sitting there, as if he had seen what the butler said, and his face became gentle for the first time since he became blind. "Then continue."
Seeing that the young master was not unhappy, the housekeeper quickly clicked on the video to enlarge it and described it to the young master vividly.
He sat there quietly and listened, with gentleness on his face.
"Ah, it's so amazing. Are those the child's hands or feet? Over there, is that the child's head?" Xue'er looked on in amazement, with a hint of fanaticism in her eyes.
Mu Xiaoran was intrigued by her and tilted her head to take a look, but the computer was facing away from her, so she could only look at the plum blossoms to quench her thirst.