Chapter 2038: Perspective 16

Originally this marriage was a purposeful marriage, not so wronged, all achieved the purpose, what was wronged?
Ning Shu asked Mo Ming to sit on the bed, pulled out a box, took out a can from the box, and took out the silver needle.
Mo Ming looked at these things and asked, "What is this?"
"Good things." Ning Shu opened the jar, which was a creepy little bug in the flesh, a bit disgusting.
"Looking a bit strange, what is it?" Mo Ming asked.
Ning Shu said with a smile: "It is a poison that kills lives."
The ink color of the ink has not changed. "I wasted poison."
Ning Shu: ...
"Yes, but it is not a shackle, it is a trick to help you digest. This is a gluttony. You are a good parasitic relationship." Ning Shu patted Mo Ming's shoulder. "Your body can't keep up." And you eat less, and the strength of the tonic is not as good as the missing."
"Your Chinese medicine practitioner also teaches you this?" Mo Ming asked.
Ning Shu shook his head. "No, I am looking for a high school. You want to eat it. If you don't eat it, you can't force it."
"Eat." Mo Ming said, Ning Shu is a bit strange, "I really want to eat, if it is harmful."
"I was eaten a lot of remedies, not bad this time." Mo Ming said.
Ning Shu: ...
I always feel that Mo Ming’s words are a bit untouchable.
Ning Shu was afraid of Mo Ming’s remorse. He threw the disgusting locust into the mouth of Mo Ming, and then Mo Ming felt a slippery thing slipping into his throat and finally slipped. In the stomach.
Well, this time the remedy is still alive.
The pale face of Mo Ming is paler and has a feeling of nausea and vomiting.
Mo Ming has a feeling of faintness in life and death. More specifically, the broken cans are broken, and the situation can be worse.
Ning Shu smiled and said: "It is a good thing, it is my hard work, get off my clothes and lie down."
"Well?" Mo Ming looked at Ning Shu, did not move.
Ning Shu opened the silver needle bag and said: "I give you acupuncture, but I followed the national treasure doctor of the national treasure, I will give you a tie, live and blood."
"You also learned this?" Mo Ming looked at the thick and thin silver needle.
Ning Shude said: "I have learned a lot, nursing knowledge, cooking medicated diet, I will take good care of you."
Mo Ming raised his hand to unbutton and took off his clothes, revealing a pale and thin body.
"How to do it?" Mo Ming asked.
Too embarrassed, let her be at her mercy.
"Let's lie down," said Ning Shu.
Mo Ming lay in bed, and the thin body was lying on the bed.
Ning Shu took out the silver needle. When he was preparing for the needle, Moze said that because he was lying, his voice was nasal. "Don't tell your parents that you have done this kind of thing."
"Oh, I know." Ning Shu nodded, knowing that Mo Ming is for her good, in order to avoid what happened in the future, she has to be responsible.
Ning Shu’s hand with a silver needle shook.
Then you let me tie it, what if you have something?

"My body is clear, let's tie it," said Mo Ming.
Ning Shu turned his eyes, but actually did not believe her ability.
Anyway, I am going to die, you tie it, don't give up treatment, boy.
Ning Shu disinfected the silver needle, plunged into the white skin of Mo Ming, smashed it twice, and then tied other places.
When Ning Shuza finished, Mo Ming actually fell asleep.
Ning Shu caught the wrist of Mo Ming, anyway, the ink is virtual, virtual, just a word.
When it was almost finished, Ning Shu pulled the silver needle from Mo Ming, took the quilt on the body of Mo Ming, disinfected the silver needle, and put it away.
Then quietly closed the door.
Going downstairs, Ning Shu asked Mo Ming’s mother,
Where is the flower garden?


There are many varieties in the garden.

Ning Shu out of the villa, first called the father of the family, saying that everything is fine.
The gentleman asked Ning Shu not to return after three days.
She must be going back. Mo Ming’s body is not good, and may not go. In addition, she has other things to do. In addition to raising the body of Mo Ming, the more important thing is to solve Zhao Liang.
The gentleman told Ning Shu to take good care of himself. In other people's homes, he should be careful and careful, and he did not mention anything about the project. He came to Japan.
Hanging the phone of the soft father, Ning Shu called the private detective and asked Zhao Liang about the situation. The news from the private detective feedback is that Zhao Liang is still living in the hospital, but there are bodyguards around him.
Even the door of the ward cannot enter.
I don't know the specific situation.
Ning Shu said that he knew it.
It seems that Zhao Liang is really scared, and he has a bodyguard in the hospital.
Ning Shu let private detectives try to inquire about the news, money is not a problem.
Hanging up the phone, Ningshu arrived at the flower garden and saw that the gardener was taking care of the flowers.
There are quite a lot of varieties, Ning Shu walked into the flower garden, picked up the scissors and cut the more elegant flowers, lilies and white roses, avoiding bright flowers, the flowers with too bright colors are too aggressive, not good for the patients. .
Put the cut flowers in the basket, the morning flowers are also with dew, fresh with a fresh fragrance.
Ning Shu really likes such a day, there are food and drink, but also something to cultivate the sentiment. Well, I am elegant.
Cut some squid, Ning Shu took the basket back to the living room and saw Mo Ming get up.
Ning Shu walked over with the basket and asked: "You got up, didn't you sleep?"
Mo Ming saw the flowers in the basket of Ningshu and said: "Just a sigh." In addition to the serious illness, he fell into a coma, his sleep was not good, maybe it was a bit of a needle, let him squat a little.
"Can this vase be?" Mo Ming looked at the vase on the table.
Ning Shu looked at it, the vase was very simple and elegant, and she matched the flowers she picked today. Ning Shu was flattering. "You have a good eye, how do you know that I want a vase."
"I heard Mom say, you have to pick flowers." Mo Ming said.
Ning Shu raised his eyebrows, his brain is still very smart, but unfortunately the body does not give strength.
Put the basket on the table, pruning the flower branches with scissors, and then insert it into the vase. Mo Ming just looked at it, and there was a tiredness between the eyebrows, holding his temples with his hands.
"Would you like to go to rest?" Ning Shu looked at him like this. The days of Mo Ming were really not long. It was already at the point where the oil was dry, and the ink in the plot would die so soon.
It happened that it was a coincidence at the wedding. The Mohist family was inevitably angry, and the days of the soft family were sad. Plus, Soft Snow Joe offended Zhao Liang, which was even worse.
Ning Shu washed his hands, rubbed his hands on the apron, poured a glass of water on the ink, and the water of the ink was filtered by special equipment.