MTL - Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet-Chapter 2396 I will always succumb to your tenderness 1
Chapter 2396 I will succumb to your tenderness forever 1
After giving the old man a bandage to deal with the wound, he got up and went to the table to write a prescription. After a while, he heard Mo’s screaming again and again. He turned his head and looked at it. He saw Mo’s attempt to straighten up and have a look. What is your right leg?
The heart frowned and walked over and pushed him back to the bed. He heard Mo’s mourning. “Bunny, you, you light!”
He was indifferent to him, and after pressing him back on the bed, he stunned Mrs. Mo to be optimistic about Master Mo, and let him not move again, lest his wounds crack open.
Mrs. Mo received the instructions from her heart, and nodded even nodded. She waited for her to sit back and write the prescription. She sat down at the bed and gently pressed Mo’s hand, whispering: Master, you are lying down, don't move anymore."
"Lady, look at you..."
Mrs. Mo followed the eyes of Mo’s old man’s eyes and looked at the jealousy of writing prescriptions sitting behind the table. “Well?”
"I haven't promised him yet... let him enter our house, he is like this... so don't put me in the eye... If this, I got into the Mojiamen, I got it!" I got a painful breath.
The back of the bed sitting on the table and listening to this heart, the mouth slightly sucked a bit, but still covered his lips, sinking his face and writing the rest of the herbs.
Mrs. Mo couldn’t help but smile and said, “I’m not worried about the old man’s wounds. Master, you’ll listen to your heart and take a rest for half a month.”
"You...you changed me to a doctor, I don't want this little rabbit scorpion..."
Mo’s voice did not fall, and he wrote the prescription, and he got up and calmly turned around. He looked at the old man lying on the bed and said: “Uncle, the hospital is not as free as you think, I took it. In the clinic, you will dismiss me, and Zhang Yuan will therefore question my medical skills."
Master Mo heard this, slightly bowed, probably did not expect it would be so serious, Mrs. Mo could not help but patted the master's hand and whispered, "Master, let the heart cure, I am always worried about knowing things, and my lord is knowing what to do. I will definitely be more concerned than other patients."
Master Mo frowned and snorted, not saying good or bad.
However, the attitude has always been cold and faint, and the decapitation of the decapitated "hmm", apparently agreed with Mrs. Mo's words.
"Look, my heart is confessed." Mrs. Mo said to Master Mo.
Master Mo did not say anything.
He gave the prescription to the butler and asked the butler to take the medicine according to the prescription.
"I will go out for a while, and wait until later to see my uncle." Doing what he should do, he said to Mrs. Mo.
Mrs. Mo nodded and let him go.
Waiting for the heart to go, Mrs. Mo sat back again, according to the guilty guilt, gently pressed the shank of Mo’s calf, and said, “Master, I feel very good...”
"What's good... I don't know if I want to please the grown-up." Master Mo did not sigh.
"But then, if you really want to please us, isn't it more deliberately hypocritical? I feel that my heart is so real."
Master Mo is almost convinced by his wife. After he has been slowed down, he can't help but preach her. "Do you still want grandchildren?"
(End of this chapter)
