Chapter 1451: There is a ruthless character
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But 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 rice dumpling.
"Do you know how doctors treat diseases? Have you never been sick or seen a doctor?"
The shameless man was stunned for a moment, as if he still didn't understand what Mo Fei meant by these words?
Mo Fei grabbed the table. I don't know if he learned it from Miaomiao or from the same year, but he liked grabbing the table.
He rolled his eyes downward again.
"Don't you understand?"
The man nodded again, but he just didn't understand.
Mo Fei pointed at the shameless young master in front of him.
"What a doctor pays attention to when treating a doctor is looking, hearing, asking, and understanding. If you treat yourself like this, how can I see it? I am a doctor, not a god."
He didn't know if other people had the ability to treat others through thick clothes, but he really didn't have such ability.
The shameless man put his hand on the gauze hat on his head, and his knuckles were a little tense.
He finally took off the gauze hat on his head, and then revealed a thin face.
The man in his thirties had already grown some white hair, and there was no expression between his eyes. Only his figure still had the aura of a scholar.
Although he was not young and frivolous, he was enviable once and for all. He was once elected and nominated for the gold list, but now he has reached such a stage.
Who can blame you?
"It is you."
Mo Fei also recognized it.
"Who else could it be?"
That Master Song was also a man who played all the good cards to pieces. In Mo Fei's view, this Master Song's life could simply be described as miserable.
I have been giving birth to children all my life. How long has it been since I gave birth?
If one woman can't give birth, it can be someone else's problem. If two women can't give birth, it can still be someone else's fault. But if three or a bunch of women can't give birth, then it goes without saying that everyone knows that this is the case. His problem.
"sit down."
Mo Fei pointed to the place in front of him.
Song Mingjiang just came over, then sat down and put his hands on the table.
Mo Fei pressed his two fingers on it. No matter who this person was, he pretended that he didn't know him. What he was doing now was just following his wife's orders.
"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, this time he gave up his last bit of respect, so he prayed to Shen Qingci, just to know a reason and get a result.
Do I still need to continue?
"Did Mr. Song marry so many women because of his heirs?"
Mo Fei took his hand back, poured himself a cup of tea, held it in his hand and drank it. After all, this tea was really incomparable to the tea from Madam.
No matter how good the water is, no matter how expensive the tea is, it cannot compare to the tea grown by Master Jingkong. Not only does the tea have a light taste, but it also has the effect of washing away the past, and the smell of it is also unique.
After getting used to drinking good tea, naturally, I am not used to drinking these ordinary dishes.
And he was still waiting for Song Mingjiang's answer.
At this time, Song Mingjiang opened his mouth several times. The scholar's aloofness made it difficult for him to speak about this matter, and it was even more difficult for him to face it.
But, does he still have the face?
His face has already been disgraced to everyone.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, the aloofness in his eyes had receded a bit.
"Exactly."
"oh……"
Mo Fei was not too surprised by his answer. He looked at Song Mingjiang and saw that he looked like this. Mr. Song seemed to have experienced a lot of sex and talent.
Mo Fei put the cup on the table.
"Does Lord Song know that some men have no children?"
Song Mingjiang's expression suddenly changed.
"Divine Doctor Mo, you mean...me?"
He was once a talented man in the capital, how could he not know that Mo Fei had something to say?
Mo Fei nodded slightly.
"Is there any way?"
Song Mingjiang's palms were filled with sweat, and his eyes were even red.
this……
Mo Fei shook his head, "Master Song is already suffering from this disease for some time, so he should just accept his fate. My young master has never thought about having heirs. Those four young masters are an accident and a gift from God. "
"Maybe Master Song will do the same one day."
His words were very tactful. Who could be like Lao Hengli and Shen Qingci? They only had one child, and they had three sons and one daughter. They were all smart and beautiful. In a dozen years, they would all be famous in Beijing. of young talents.
In Mo Fei's view, this Master Song is a pity.
"Thank you," Song Mingjiang saluted Mo Fei, then clasped 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 time was all here.
"how's it going?"
Shen Qingci asked Mo Fei, who had returned.
"That one..."
Mo Fei actually didn't know what to say.
"There is a ruthless person beside you."
"Well?" Shen Qingci gently shook the fan in his hand, "How cruel?"
"I gave you the medicine to cut off your heirs," Mo Fei spread his hands, "I have been taking this medicine for more than ten years, and I can't undo it. It's like a fruit. If the outer skin is broken, , just peel off the skin, if you want it to be deeper, dig deeper, but the inside is completely broken, how can I cure this?"
"Did you tell him?"
Shen Qingci gently shook the fan in her hand a few more times, and the slight cool breeze also lifted a strand of hair around her ears.
Mo Fei shook his head, "Mo Fei didn't mention this." In his opinion, things have become like this, so it would be better not to mention it.
"So be it."
Shen Qingci put down the fan and leaned to the side to rest.
Scholars naturally have the nobleness of scholars. No matter how well they live, that person still has this nobleness and is able to live like this.
If one day, his whole life is ruined in the hands of two women, I wonder if one of them will survive?
Mo Fei gave Shen Qingci a thumbs up, and that was it.
That's why I say he is a sour scholar. He is talking about a person like Song Mingjiang. He seems to regard everything as dirt, but once something happens, he will cry the most.
Those who practice martial arts are better and more generous.
But, is he a martial arts practitioner? He seems to be unable to even do a somersault. Of course, he is not a scholar.
"If nothing happens, madam, Mo Fei wants to go back." Mo Fei slightly bent his waist towards Shen Qingci, "My father is a little old, and I have to go back and show my respect."
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