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Chapter 200 The pharmacist [29] severely cured Gu Wanwan

Wu Tu and Jiang Qiyi were good friends. Mo Qing didn't say a word and just finished eating the noodles.

When leaving the noodle shop, Mo Qing asked Wu Tu: "What is your game account name?"

Wu Tu scratched his head and replied: "Black rabbit under the moon."

The hot summer day was very hot, and Mo Qing's eyes were squinted by the sunlight. Hearing this answer while feeling dizzy, Mo Qing was startled for a moment.

Such a coincidence?

"Here, here you go." Jiang Qiyi took out the medicine bottle and put it into Wu Tu's hand. "If you feel uncomfortable, just take one of these. A master will come to repair your door in the afternoon, please make a note of it."

Wu Tu looked at the medicine bottle: "What is this?"

Jiang Qiyi said: "Tonic, this is what you took before."

After thinking about it, Wu Tu nodded and held the medicine bottle in his hand.

"I'm leaving now. I'll see you another day." Jiang Qiyi said, paused, and then added, "I'll clean up the house when I have time."

"..."

Wu Tu was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Qiyi waved his hand and said goodbye to Wu Tu.

Mo Qing and Jiang Qiyi left.

When he reached an intersection, Jiang Qiyi glanced at the green light on the opposite side and stopped: "Go back to the Internet cafe?"

"No."

Mo Qing said.

A flash of doubt flashed across Jiang Qiyi's eyes.

This is... the way back to the Internet cafe.

Mo Qing quickly gave the answer: "I'm going to Huichun Pavilion."

Jiang Qiyi: "..."

All right.

Along the way.

*

Huichun Pavilion.

Mo Qing walked nearby and saw an eyesore outside the door.

There was an oversized umbrella placed outside the door, which had the potential to block out the sky and the sun. There was a deck chair under the umbrella. There was someone sitting on the chair with his legs crossed, wearing sunglasses, and wearing very uncoordinated street clothes.

Beside him, there is a small coffee table with fruits and a fan.

At the same time, he was holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand, swinging it from side to side.

Mo Qing stopped.

The person lying on the chair also noticed Mo Qing's presence and lowered his sunglasses, revealing his beautiful eyes.

Gu Wanwan looked half-dead: "Aren't you going to bask in the sun?"

Mo Qing: "No sun exposure."

"Not hot?"

"Not hot."

Mo Qing's physique is warm in winter and cool in summer. He is not afraid of heat or cold, which is just right.

However, seeing Gu Wanwan's hemiplegic posture, Mo Qing felt unhappy for no reason.

She walked towards Gu Wanwan.

Gu Wanwan didn't mind giving Mo Qing a shady spot, but Mo Qing's face made him feel a sense of crisis. An alarm bell rang in his heart, and he grabbed Mo Qing with his fingers.

He said: "Pay attention to the safe distance!"

Mo Qing sneered.

The next second, Mo Qing walked to the recliner, raised his leg and kicked Gu Wanwan.

Gu Wanwan, who was still sick at first, suddenly seemed like a different person. He was very agile. With his hands on the armrests of the recliner, he stood up and jumped to the side of the recliner.

He successfully avoided Mo Qing's kick.

However, Mo Qing's kick was also weak.

Didn't kick it down.

Mo Qing stretched her legs halfway and stepped on the recliner. She leaned forward slightly, patted the dust on her trousers, then raised her eyes and looked at Gu Wanwan who looked yawning again.

What Mo Qing disliked the most in his life was people who were idle and lazy in their prime youth.

Goblin counts as one.

But, it’s excusable.

Gu Wanwan is different.

In the past, it could be said that it was a physical problem, but now, it can only be said that the family has too much money.

"It's still too hot, and people are getting irritable." Gu Wanwan said, shaking the cattail leaf fan again.

Mo Qing put his feet down, picked up the cut fruit plate on the coffee table, skewered it with toothpicks and put it in his mouth: "Have you ever worked at the base?"

When Gu Wanwan mentioned this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "You are not here, what is there to do to work?"

I have been a foreign editor for three years.

Gu Wanwan has never heard of such a messy department.

When a new comrade arrived, he was given an empty office without any mention of the welcome ceremony.

It's really good enough.

Mo Qing ate the fruit: "I'll give you a task."

"What?"

"From today on, you will be assigned to Jiang Ke's subordinates and will obey his orders." Mo Qing ate another ice grape and then said calmly, "By the way, let me tell you something."

Gu Wanwan frowned subconsciously.

An ominous feeling arose in my heart.

Mo Qing said: "I contacted your father once and talked about the poison in your body."

"Am I no longer poisonous?"

Mo Qing put the fruit plate down and said in a tone of voice, "I'll take it as I say."

"..."

Gu Wanwan's outlook on life showed signs of cracking.

"Your body has been tortured for too long, so you can't continue to take care of it in a pampered way. Just-" Mo Qing paused and glanced at Gu Wanwan's clothes, "You are not a pampered person either."

"I am." Gu Wanwan said firmly.

"You're not."

"I really am."

A faint smile appeared on Mo Qing's lips: "One more thing, be careful about your legs."

"..."

Gu Wanwan closed his mouth knowingly.

Mo Qing continued slowly: "In short, with your father's consent, I have obtained the right to use you and all the resources around you at will."

"..."

Gu Wanwan was so shocked that she was speechless.

However, after Mo Qing said all this, he turned around and entered the door.

"Miss Mo." Ye Wubian was already standing at the door waiting.

Mo Qing's tone was cold: "Take the things away from me."

"yes."

Ye Wubian nodded immediately.

Mo Qing went to the medical clinic, leaving his back empty.

Ye Wubian tilted his head slightly and gave his precious young master a sympathetic look.

Gu Wanwan touched her cheek with the tip of her tongue, threw the cattail leaf fan on the lounge chair, took a breath, and asked, "Are you serious?"

Ye Wubian nodded silently.

Gu Wanwan pointed at Ye Bian.

Ye Wubian said: "Master, please come into the house."

Gu Wanwan: "..."

He couldn't stand the smell of mixed and inferior medicine in this small medical clinic.


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