Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci went to touch Nangong Yingying's arm again, only to find a hose was rubbing on her arm.

One end of the hose was blocked. As long as the hose was opened and the air circulated, Nangong Yingying's blood would flow out along the hose.

This is simply using Nangong Yingying as a blood reservoir!

Seeing this scene, Song Ci closed his eyes abruptly, and his heart was filled with monstrous anger.

Damn the Mo family!

At this moment, Mo Zhang Kuang suddenly smelled a strange smell of medicine. He uttered a suspicious single tone: "Huh?"

Mo Zhang Kuang sniffed the breath in the air, trying to distinguish carefully.

At this moment, Nangong Yingying noticed the arrogant movement and squeezed Song Ci's arm abruptly.

Song Ci finally recovered from the pain. Realizing that her emotions were too agitated, and the fragrance of medicine might be emitted through the eccrine glands, she quickly took a deep breath to calm herself down.

Song Ci stood up and said to Mo Zhang Kuang, "Teacher, I can smell the scent of medicine on Granny Yao's body. It is rich and pure. Is this the smell of medicine man?"

Mo Zhang Kuang stared at the medicine mother-in-law, and said thoughtfully: "Did you smell it just now?"

Song Ci said: "Well, it will be light for a while, and thick for a while, it smells very good."

Song Ci's words dispelled Mo's arrogant suspicion. Perhaps the faint smell of medicine just now came from the medicine mother-in-law.

It can only be so.

Here, apart from him, there is only ‘Song Fei’. Is she a medicine man?

That's impossible. After having been in contact with the little disciple for such a long time, he has never smelled the breath of a medicine man in the little disciple's body.

"Well, medicine people are like this. Only people who are sensitive to the smell of medicinal materials can smell the fragrance of medicine people. Ordinary people, they can't smell it."

Song Ci said: "That's it."

"Let's go, I brought you here today, just want to tell you the existence of the medicine man. Tomorrow I will give you some prescriptions of my Mo clan. When you need to use the medicine man, you will be yourself Come and get the medicine."

Mo Zhangkang trusted'Song Fei' very much, after all, she had become the young master of the Mo family, and the next master of the family.

Don't look at the Mo family living in the depths of this old mountain, but for hundreds of years, the Mo family has also accumulated a lot of wealth. The Mo family is also the highest-ranking family of Chinese medicine practitioners in the country, and Song Fei should be grateful for being the young master of the Mo family.

How many people can there be who can casually reject power, money and status?

There is only one silly fork like Mo Qingchuang, and there can be no second one in this world.

Mo Zhang Kuang's head hurt again, so he took Song Ci away. Before leaving, Song Ci turned around and looked at Nangong Yingying. Nangong Yingying looked at her granddaughter worriedly, worried for her.

In fact, Nangong Yingying also smelled the scent of medicine just now. Reminiscent of Mo Zhang Kuang's movement of sniffing the air just now, Nangong Yingying knew that Mo Zhang Kuang had also smelled it.

Nangong Yingying felt worried. How could her granddaughter also become a medicine man?

As a medicine man, her granddaughter dared to recognize the brute Mo Zhang Kuang as a master. How could she be so bold?

Leaving Xishan, it was almost dark, and back to Beishan, Mo Zhang Kuang said: "You can rest in the evening. You don't need to go to my place. Tomorrow morning, follow me to Shensi Building to get the prescription."

"Good teacher."

When Song Ci returned to the dormitory, she fell on the bed feebly, as if she had been emptied. Song Fei is not in the dormitory, so she doesn't know what to do.

Song Fei came back at 9:30 at night.

As the weather got warmer, Song Fei had already taken off his down jacket and sweater, and only wore a thin black jacket. After she walked into the room, she took off the peaked cap on her head and said: "From what I observed today, the Mo family's virus has begun to break out."

"Song Ci, we must settle the matter here within one month. Delayed time, delayed time to understand the poison, will affect the kind people of the Mo family."

Song Ci sat up with a carp, and said, "I saw my grandma today and saw the blood tube on her arm. I was so emotional that Mo Zhang madly discovered something abnormal."

After hearing this, Song Fei also became nervous, "Then how did you fool him?"

"By acting."

With her legs crossed, Song Ci looked up at Song Fei and said, "You find a way to get Madam Mo to get things done as soon as possible. When she ruins the prescription, I will take the opportunity to rescue grandma."

"it is good."

The next day, Song Ci followed Mo Zhang Kuang to get the prescription. The top floor of the Shensi Building was filled with Mo family's most precious prescriptions. And any prescription that needs to be used by a medicine person is a secret prescription.

Mo Zhang Kuang really planned to train Song Ci as the future head of the Mo family, so he took her directly to the top floor.

This top floor cannot be entered at will, and identity verification is required. Don't look at this Mo's looking poor, but the access card installed on the top door is the most advanced access card in the world. It must pass the triple audit of voice, fingerprints and facial features.

Mo Zhang Kuang stopped there, passed the face recognition, and pressed the fingerprint on the sensor. After the fingerprint passed, he said, "Open the door."

The sound passed, and the various organs in the door lock started operating, and it took more than ten seconds to open.

Seeing this complicated and strict way of opening the door, Song Ci gave up on secretly breaking into the top floor to destroy the prescription. It seems that I can only ask Mrs. Mo.

Mo Zhangkang took Song Ci into the top floor, and every small grid on the top floor was neatly placed with prescriptions. All prescriptions are kept together according to the medicine system.

Song Ci said: "These prescriptions can only be cleaned up by professionals and kept clean." Outsiders are not allowed to enter this kind of place.

Mo Zhang Kuang said, "Of course, only the wife of every family owner has the qualifications to clean and tidy up this house."

Song Ci nodded and said, "Mrs. Namo is pretty hard."

"She is only responsible for doing this, not to mention hard work."

Mo Zhang Kuang took a few prescriptions, these were all ancient pharmacies, and the handwriting on them was written with a brush. Mo Zhang Kuang said to Song Ci: "Take these prescriptions back down, and I will put the prescriptions back in place."

It is the rule not to go out with prescriptions.

"Good teacher."

There are several pharmacies for the treatment of infertility and polio. Among them, there is a prescription for infertility, which requires the blood of the medicine person.

Song Ci had a strong memory of Chinese medicine, and he wrote down the prescription in less than three minutes. Putting the prescription back in place, Mo Zhang Kuang took Song Ci and left Shensi Tower.

"I want you to make pills according to the prescription within a week." Mo Zhang Kuang began to issue tasks to Song Ci.

Song Ci asked subconsciously, "Should I have to wait for me to make all the prescriptions before I can become the Patriarch of the Mo family?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Zhangkang laughed in a bad mood. He said: "The current Patriarch, that is, Xpress, he has not been able to make all of those medicines. My Mo family has been developed for 600 years. Years of history, the pharmacy that has been well-preserved for generations has accumulated more than 60,000 copies, how can they be made all of them.

"Even me, there are still many prescriptions that have not been studied."

Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, I thought I had to make all the prescriptions."

"Children thought."

"Okay, go to the pharmacy. If you don't understand, you can ask me."

"Good teacher."

Song Ci went to the pharmacy, asked the supervisor for all the medicinal materials needed for the prescription, and then started to make medicine.

At night, when Song Ci walked out of the pharmaceutical factory, he heard the sound of a low-speed plane flying overhead.

She was puzzled in her heart, and said to her heart: Which gangster came to the Mo to ask for medicine?

Song Ci looked up in the direction of Shensi Building, and saw a luxury private jet hovering over the square in front of Shensi Building, preparing to circle and land.

Does the Mo family have a small apron, or the state paid for it for free, because there are always big people who come to see a doctor in Mo family.

When Song Ci returned to the dormitory, she was caught by Friday, "Why didn't you pick up someone?" Friday, lowered her voice and spoke to her.

Song Ci was a little dazed. She asked, "Who is it?"

Friday said: "Your husband, isn't your husband here?"

Song Ci:?

Her husband?

Song Ci blinked. After understanding the meaning of Friday, he turned and ran to the place where the cable car parked.

When Song Ci took the cable car to the Shensi Building and ran to the apron, Han Zhan had already got off the plane and was talking to Family Master Mo.

In early spring in March, Han Zhan wore a loose blue shirt, light gray casual suit pants, and only a thin windbreaker on the crisp body.

He stayed in country D for more than a week, got a little tan, and healed his injuries for a few days after returning to China. He has not yet come back in vain.

Han Zhan's injury recovered quickly, but the gunshot wound on his calf was growing flesh. He felt a little pain when walking, and he was uncomfortable standing for a long time.

When Song Ci saw Han Zhan, Han Zhan's posture was not very standard, his injured left leg was slightly lifted, and he didn't use much force.

Han Zhan and Mo Suixin finished speaking, and when they raised their eyes, they saw his Song porcelain.

Song Ci had just walked out of the pharmacy, wearing Mo Jia's dark school uniform, with long hair tied into a high ponytail, a clean face, no makeup, and she was still beautiful by nature.

Seeing that Song Ci was thinner and still full of energy, Han Zhan was relieved.

Han Zhan wanted to hug Song Ci, and Song Ci also wanted to rush to hug Han Zhan. She stepped out with both feet, only to realize that her current identity is Song Fei!

When Song Ci saw Song Fei behind Han Zhan, he suddenly became sober.

Han Zhan gave Song Ci a soothing look, and then nodded to her and said: "Sister Fei, I heard that you got the first place in the exam, and you were also accepted as a closed disciple by Patriarch Mo and became the young master of the Mo family. congratulations!"

Han Zhan felt proud when he thought that his porcelain jewel had defeated all the geniuses of the Mo family.

Song Ci always smiles when she sees Han Zhan, but now she is playing Song Fei, she can only deliberately sullen her face, walk up to Han Zhan coldly, and say inexplicably, "No way, smart."

Han Zhan was laughing crazy in his heart, his handsome face still strained.

"Mr. Han, it's cold outside at night, please follow me to the middle of the valley."

"it is good."

Han Zhan took Song Fei and went to the valley with Mo Suixin. Maybe there was something to discuss. Song Ci did not follow, she went back to the room alone, took a hot bath, and then lay down to rest.

After spending seven or eight hours in the pharmacy, Song Ci was very exhausted and fell asleep shortly after lying down.

I don't know how long I slept, Song Ci's face was itchy, she opened her eyes reluctantly and found Han Zhan sitting by her bed, touching her face.

Song Ci subconsciously glanced behind Han Zhan. Without seeing Song Fei, she asked, "Where is Song Fei?"

"Sent away."

"Then where will she sleep tonight?"

"She is in my room now." Han Zhan pulled Song Ci up and said, "Go, you go to my room to sleep."

Song Ci was taken to another room by Han Zhan in a daze, and Song Fei sat at the tea table in that room. Seeing Han Zhan brought Song Ci, Song Fei got up and said goodbye.

Long-distance wins newly-married, the two will definitely get married tonight.

Song Fei returned to his room and closed the windows, fearing he might hear some ambiguous movement.

Han Zhan also undressed after putting Song Ci on the bed, and lay down next to Song Ci.

He took a shower on the plane, and he doesn't need to take a shower now.

Song Ci has awoke and dozed off, and has been separated from Han Zhan for so long. She misses Han Zhan very much. Thinking about Han Zhan's injury, Song Ci didn't want to sleep at all.

Song Ci sat up, clamoring to see Han Zhan's wound. Han Zhan said: "One is on the arm and the other is on the calf. Should I take off my pants and see it, or roll up my sleeves and legs to show you?"

Han Zhan's expression was serious, but his tone was frivolous.

Song Ci said gently: "Hello Meng Lang."

Han Zhan: "Speaking of people."

Song Ci: "You are a gangster!"

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