Chapter 1431 There Is a Ruthless Character

Mo Fei felt that he was playing the piano to a cow.

He raised his head and stared at the person in front of him, wrapping himself like a zongzi.

"Do you know how the doctor sees a doctor? Could it be that you have never been ill or seen a doctor?"

The shameless man was stunned for a moment, as if he still didn't understand the meaning of Mo Fei's words?

Mo Fei grabbed the table. He didn't know whether he learned it from Miaomiao or the same year. He liked to grab the table.

He rolled his eyes down again.

"Don't understand?"

The man really nodded again, but he just didn't understand.

Mo Fei pointed at the one in front of him, the unspeakable son.

"When a doctor sees a doctor, he pays attention to seeing, hearing, and asking. If you wrap yourself up like this, how can I see it? I'm a doctor, not an immortal."

He didn't know if others had the ability to see others through heavy clothes, but he really didn't have the ability.

The shameless man put his hand on the gauze hat on his head, and his knuckles were also a little tight.

He finally took off the gauze hat on his head, and then revealed a thin face.

The man in his thirties has already given birth to some gorgeous hair, and there is no expression between his pupils, only his body shape still has the charm of some scholars.

Although he was never young and frivolous, Zeng Jin is also enviable. He was nominated for the gold list in one day, but now he has reached such a level.

Who can be blamed?

"It is you."

Mo Fei also recognized it.

"Who else could it be?"

That Master Song, who also played a good hand, was a sloppy character, and this Master Song, in Mo Fei's opinion, his life can be described in miserable words.

I have been giving birth to children all my life, and it has been so long, but I still haven't given birth.

If one woman can't give birth, it can be someone else's problem. If two can't give birth, it's still someone else's reason. But if three or a bunch of them can't give birth, then it goes without saying that they all know it. his problem.

"sit down."

Mo Fei pointed to the place in front of him.

Song Mingjiang just walked over, then sat down and put his hand on the table.

Mo Fei put his two fingers on it. No matter who he is, he doesn't know who he is. What he is doing now is only at the order of his wife.

"kindness."

Mo Fei seemed to feel something, and he pressed his fingers tighter.

After he removed his finger, this strange expression also made Song Mingjiang feel a very bad feeling in his heart.

He clenched his hand again, and this time he gave up his last word of respect, so he sought Shen Qingci's body, just to know a reason and get a result.

Do you still need to continue?

"Did Master Song marry so many women because of his heirs?"

Mo Fei took his hand back, poured himself a cup of tea, took it in his hand and drank it. Speaking of which, this tea is really incomparable to the tea from Madam.

No matter how good the water is or how expensive the tea leaves are, they can’t compare to the tea planted by Master Jingkong. Not only does the tea taste light, but it is also useful for washing the past, and it smells different.

After getting used to drinking good tea, naturally, I am not used to these common dishes.

And he was still waiting for Song Mingjiang's answer.

At this time, Song Mingjiang opened his mouth several times, and the aloofness of the scholar also made it difficult for him to talk about this matter, and it was even more difficult to face it.

But, does he still have a face?

His face has long been lost to everyone.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the highness in his eyes had already receded a bit.

"Exactly."

"Oh……"

Mo Fei was not too surprised by his answer. He looked at Song Mingjiang, and it was all like this. He was so talented, and this Master Song seemed to have not touched anything.

Murphy put the cup on the table.

"Master Song, do you know that some men are dead children?"

Song Mingjiang's expression suddenly changed.

"Doctor Mo, you mean... me?"

He used to be a genius in Beijing, how could he not know what Mo Fei meant?

Mo Fei nodded slightly.

"Is there a way?"

Song Mingjiang's palm was also full of sweat, and even his already red eyes.

this……

Mo Fei shook his head, "Sir Song has been sick for some years, so he should have accepted his fate. My son never thought of having children. Those four little masters were an accident and a gift from God. "

"Maybe one day, Lord Song will too."

His words are very euphemistic, who can be like Lao Hengju and Shen Qingci, who only gave birth to one child, one child has three sons and one daughter, all of them are smart and beautiful, and after more than ten years, they will all be famous in Beijing. young talents.

In Mo Fei's view, it was a pity for Lord Song.

"Thank you," Song Mingjiang bowed to Mo Fei, then clenched his hands and walked out.

Mo Fei looked at his back, and suddenly felt that a generation of talented people had died, and the cruelty of this day was all here.

"How's it going?"

Shen Qingci asked Mo Fei, who was already back.

"That..."

Mo Fei actually didn't know what to say.

"There is a ruthless character around."

"En?" Shen Qingci gently shook the fan in his hand, "How ruthless?"

"Give that person the medicine to cut off the offspring," Mo Fei spread his hands, "This medicine has been given for more than ten years, and the subordinates can't solve it. It's like a fruit. If the outer skin is damaged , just peel off the skin, if you want to go deeper, then dig deeper, but the inside is completely broken, how can I fix it?"

"Did you tell him?"

The fan in Shen Qingci's hand shook a few more times, and the slight cool breeze also lifted the strands of hair around her ears.

Mo Fei shook his head, "Mo Fei didn't mention this." In his opinion, things have already become like this, so it's better not to mention it.

"So be it."

Shen Qingci put down the fan, then leaned to the side to rest.

A scholar naturally has the loftiness of a scholar, no matter how he has lived, that person still has this loftiness today, and he can live like this.

If one day a man, his own life will be ruined by the hands of two women, I wonder if that one has life to live?

Mo Fei gave Shen Qingci a thumbs up, that's all.

That's why it is said that he is a sour scholar, and he is talking about a person like Song Mingjiang, who seems to treat everything like dung on weekdays, but when something happens, they cry the most.

Or they who practice martial arts are better, the atmosphere.

It's just that he is the one who practiced martial arts, he doesn't seem to be able to even turn a somersault, and of course he is not a reader.

"If Madam is okay, Mo Fei wants to go back," Mo Fei bent his waist slightly towards Shen Qingci, "My father is a little old, and my subordinates have to go back to honor him."