Chapter 4721
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Mo Xiangyi's heart was raised in an instant, thinking that he Fusheng had really suffered a serious disease, lost weight so fast, even his face was so decadent and lost his essence.
Mo Xiangyi stepped forward a few steps, stood across a desk from he Fusheng, and put the wooden box in his hand on the table: "you are so ill, why don't you tell me what medicine you lack, he mansion can't find it, maybe we have treasures in Mo mansion..."
She was about to shed tears: "if I don't come today, will you keep it from me until I die?"
He Fusheng: "
He Fusheng was originally a person with exquisite mind. Seeing Mo Xiangyi's appearance of wanting to cry, his heart turned slightly. He was a little angry. Who cursed him so behind his back that he was dying, causing her to make such a big misunderstanding.
Then I thought, if she didn't know she was dying, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to come and find herself early in the morning.
He Fusheng slowly stood up and didn't answer her. Instead, he asked with concern, "come here so early in the morning. Isn't it useless to have breakfast? Let's have some with me."
Mo Xiangyi couldn't help it anymore. He twisted his handkerchief tightly and shed tears: "tell me first, what disease did you get?
Why does my brother say that you are terminally ill and that there is no cure for the medicine stone? Even Siyu, who has such good medical skills, has no way to cure your disease? "
He Fusheng rubbed his forehead with a headache: "don't listen to Cheng Yue's nonsense. I'll be fine when I see you."
He bypassed the desk, stood in front of her, took out his handkerchief and helped her gently wipe away the tears on her face. He was a little angry with Mo Chengyue. He hoped that Mo Chengyue could help him, but he didn't let Mo Chengyue give Xiangyi such a fierce medicine.
People were scared to cry. For so many years, he couldn't bear to let her cry.
But I thought that Xiangyi had a weak temper and had always been calm. Hearing that he was dying, he cried like a pear blossom with rain, and there was a trace of joy in his heart.
These precious tears, like beads, were shed for him, which showed that she also cared about him in her heart. It was not that he thought she had no emotion, but shameless and dirty.
He Fusheng said that he would be well after seeing her. Xiangyi's tears became more and more fierce: "it's not so easy to cure an incurable disease that even Siyu can't cure. Don't deceive me."
He Fusheng was very distressed and bolder. He grabbed her hand and said, "Siyu really can't cure it, but you can cure it. Siyu doesn't have medicine, but you do."
Mo Xiangyi looked at him blankly with hazy tears: "do I have? Do you want my blood as a drug guide?"
"It's not your blood, it's your heart."
Mo Xiangyi shivered: "do you want my heart to be a medicine guide?"
She was so frightened that she couldn't even cry. She looked at the man in front of her in horror. Did he want to dig out his heart for his life?
He Fusheng pressed her palm on his heart: "Xiangyi, I have Acacia. As long as you are sure that you have me in your heart, my disease can be cured."
Mo Xiangyi: "
Mo Xiangyi recovered from his panic and finally understood the meaning of he Fusheng's words, "lovesickness?"
"Yes."
"So, in fact, you didn't get sick at all. You just deliberately told my brother to tell me that you had an incurable disease, which coaxed me to come to you immediately, didn't you?"
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Mo Xiangyi's heart was raised in an instant, thinking that he Fusheng had really suffered a serious disease, lost weight so fast, even his face was so decadent and lost his essence.
Mo Xiangyi stepped forward a few steps, stood across a desk from he Fusheng, and put the wooden box in his hand on the table: "you are so ill, why don't you tell me what medicine you lack, he mansion can't find it, maybe we have treasures in Mo mansion..."
She was about to shed tears: "if I don't come today, will you keep it from me until I die?"
He Fusheng: "
He Fusheng was originally a person with exquisite mind. Seeing Mo Xiangyi's appearance of wanting to cry, his heart turned slightly. He was a little angry. Who cursed him so behind his back that he was dying, causing her to make such a big misunderstanding.
Then I thought, if she didn't know she was dying, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to come and find herself early in the morning.
He Fusheng slowly stood up and didn't answer her. Instead, he asked with concern, "come here so early in the morning. Isn't it useless to have breakfast? Let's have some with me."
Mo Xiangyi couldn't help it anymore. He twisted his handkerchief tightly and shed tears: "tell me first, what disease did you get?
Why does my brother say that you are terminally ill and that there is no cure for the medicine stone? Even Siyu, who has such good medical skills, has no way to cure your disease? "
He Fusheng rubbed his forehead with a headache: "don't listen to Cheng Yue's nonsense. I'll be fine when I see you."
He bypassed the desk, stood in front of her, took out his handkerchief and helped her gently wipe away the tears on her face. He was a little angry with Mo Chengyue. He hoped that Mo Chengyue could help him, but he didn't let Mo Chengyue give Xiangyi such a fierce medicine.
People were scared to cry. For so many years, he couldn't bear to let her cry.
But I thought that Xiangyi had a weak temper and had always been calm. Hearing that he was dying, he cried like a pear blossom with rain, and there was a trace of joy in his heart.
These precious tears, like beads, were shed for him, which showed that she also cared about him in her heart. It was not that he thought she had no emotion, but shameless and dirty.
He Fusheng said that he would be well after seeing her. Xiangyi's tears became more and more fierce: "it's not so easy to cure an incurable disease that even Siyu can't cure. Don't deceive me."
He Fusheng was very distressed and bolder. He grabbed her hand and said, "Siyu really can't cure it, but you can cure it. Siyu doesn't have medicine, but you do."
Mo Xiangyi looked at him blankly with hazy tears: "do I have? Do you want my blood as a drug guide?"
"It's not your blood, it's your heart."
Mo Xiangyi shivered: "do you want my heart to be a medicine guide?"
She was so frightened that she couldn't even cry. She looked at the man in front of her in horror. Did he want to dig out his heart for his life?
He Fusheng pressed her palm on his heart: "Xiangyi, I have Acacia. As long as you are sure that you have me in your heart, my disease can be cured."
Mo Xiangyi: "
Mo Xiangyi recovered from his panic and finally understood the meaning of he Fusheng's words, "lovesickness?"
"Yes."
"So, in fact, you didn't get sick at all. You just deliberately told my brother to tell me that you had an incurable disease, which coaxed me to come to you immediately, didn't you?"
Mo Xiangyi's heart was raised in an instant, thinking that he Fusheng had really suffered a serious disease, lost weight so fast, even his face was so decadent and lost his essence.Mo Xiangyi stepped forward a few steps, stood across a desk from he Fusheng, and put the wooden box in his hand on the table: "you are so ill, why don't you tell me what medicine you lack, he mansion can't find it, maybe we have treasures in Mo mansion..."She was about to shed tears: "if I don't come today, will you keep it from me until I die?"He Fusheng: "He Fusheng was originally a person with exquisite mind. Seeing Mo Xiangyi's appearance of wanting to cry, his heart turned slightly. He was a little angry. Who cursed him so behind his back that he was dying, causing her to make such a big misunderstanding.Then I thought, if she didn't know she was dying, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to come and find herself early in the morning.He Fusheng slowly stood up and didn't answer her. Instead, he asked with concern, "come here so early in the morning. Isn't it useless to have breakfast? Let's have some with me."Mo Xiangyi couldn't help it anymore. He twisted his handkerchief tightly and shed tears: "tell me first, what disease did you get?Why does my brother say that you are terminally ill and that there is no cure for the medicine stone? Even Siyu, who has such good medical skills, has no way to cure your disease? "He Fusheng rubbed his forehead with a headache: "don't listen to Cheng Yue's nonsense. I'll be fine when I see you."He bypassed the desk, stood in front of her, took out his handkerchief and helped her gently wipe away the tears on her face. He was a little angry with Mo Chengyue. He hoped that Mo Chengyue could help him, but he didn't let Mo Chengyue give Xiangyi such a fierce medicine.People were scared to cry. For so many years, he couldn't bear to let her cry.But I thought that Xiangyi had a weak temper and had always been calm. Hearing that he was dying, he cried like a pear blossom with rain, and there was a trace of joy in his heart.These precious tears, like beads, were shed for him, which showed that she also cared about him in her heart. It was not that he thought she had no emotion, but shameless and dirty.He Fusheng said that he would be well after seeing her. Xiangyi's tears became more and more fierce: "it's not so easy to cure an incurable disease that even Siyu can't cure. Don't deceive me."He Fusheng was very distressed and bolder. He grabbed her hand and said, "Siyu really can't cure it, but you can cure it. Siyu doesn't have medicine, but you do."Mo Xiangyi looked at him blankly with hazy tears: "do I have? Do you want my blood as a drug guide?""It's not your blood, it's your heart."Mo Xiangyi shivered: "do you want my heart to be a medicine guide?"She was so frightened that she couldn't even cry. She looked at the man in front of her in horror. Did he want to dig out his heart for his life?He Fusheng pressed her palm on his heart: "Xiangyi, I have Acacia. As long as you are sure that you have me in your heart, my disease can be cured."Mo Xiangyi: "Mo Xiangyi recovered from his panic and finally understood the meaning of he Fusheng's words, "lovesickness?""Yes.""So, in fact, you didn't get sick at all. You just deliberately told my brother to tell me that you had an incurable disease, which coaxed me to come to you immediately, didn't you?"
