Ma’am, Your Little Dragon Cub is Four and a Half Years Old

  Chapter 227 Love rival strikes, Mo Yinhe: I will kill! 1

  The doctor hesitated to speak, and his eyes fell on the shining coral horn on Si Mingjing's forehead. Is this the dragon horn?

  He has only seen it in the second dimension of film and television dramas.

  Mo Yinhe disliked his ink marks: "Say!"

"Miss Si's physical condition seems to be quite special. She persisted in the freezer at minus 30 degrees for three hours, and her limbs were already frozen and needed to be amputated. However, although Miss Si had frostbite in many places, she didn't hurt the root. She is a blessing, but because of this, our doctors know too little about her special body, so I am not sure what else she needs to pay attention to, what kind of Miss Si is?"

  Mo Yinhe glanced away coldly, and a cold light suddenly appeared.

  The doctor immediately fell silent.

   At this moment, Feng Jue knocked on the door and walked in.

   "Your Excellency." Feng Jue walked over to Mo Yinhe, and seemed to have something to report.

Mo Yinhe retracted his gaze and said to the doctor: "I see, you go out, know what to say and what not to say, here, I never give a second chance if I make a mistake, talk nonsense, Do so at your own peril.”

  The doctor was silent.

   After going out, immediately convey this to all the doctors and nurses involved in the treatment, and tell them to seal their mouths tightly.

After the doctor left, Feng Jue reported: "Your Excellency, the driver of the refrigerated truck and the taxi driver have been found. They are both vicious and repeat offenders. Both of them have just been released from prison for less than three months. They are most short of money. At that time, I was introduced by a friend and received an order, someone spent 300,000 yuan to buy Miss Si's life."

   "My mirror is worth 300,000 yuan?"

  His mirror is priceless!

  But because of 300,000 yuan, he suffered such a disaster!

  Mo Yinhe's extremely gloomy face was completely silent, but it was actually the terrifying tranquility at the moment before the avalanche!

  Of course Feng Jue dared not answer this sentence.

  He continued to report: "We followed the clues and found the secretary next to Qu Liushang, but..."

   "However, Qu Liushang was framed for this incident. The real mastermind behind the scenes is Qu Gaoyang?"

  Mo Yinhe's cold voice guessed what Feng Jue was going to say, but the question was an affirmative voice.

Feng Jue nodded: "It should be like this. Qu Liushang didn't have the motive to kill the Crown Princess, but the Crown Princess caused Qu Gaoyang a heavy loss at the Four Nations Summit. It is said that after Prince Gao Yang returned to Gendaya, life was very difficult. Root King Daya has plans to call Qu Liushang back to the country."

  Qu Gaoyang wants to kill two birds with one stone, not only to crush Si Mingjing, who ruined his good deeds, but also to make Mo Yinhe and Qu Liushang, the plastic brothers, break apart because of Si Mingjing's death!

  Mo Yinhe has been showing affection everywhere recently, wishing that the whole world, including the land and sea worlds, would know that he has a new love. Si Mingjing was dead at this time, how could Mo Yinhe let the murderer go?

   Qu Gaoyang is very calculating!

  Mo Yinhe's half face was immersed in the shadows where the light couldn't find it, and his black eyes looked deeply at Si Mingjing, who had a high fever in his arms.

   After a while, he patted Si Mingjing's head: "I think he's getting impatient with the position of prince!"

   It's not just sitting impatiently, knowing that Your Excellency has enough black material to make his position unstable, yet dare to provoke Your Excellency.

  Moving the princess, this is completely boring!

  With your temper, you will never let that arrogant Prince Gaoyang go!

  At this time, another guard knocked on the door and came in to report: "Your Excellency, Qu Liushang wants to come in to visit Miss Si."

   "Tell him to go!"

  Feng Jue's eyes fell on the burning red coral corner on Si Mingjing's forehead, knowing that Qu Liushang could not come in at this moment, he immediately bowed and said, "Your Excellency, I will go outside to block him."

   Qu Liushang and Mo Yinhe have been acquainted for the past few years, and they have always behaved in their own way on weekdays. If you don't let him in, he might just break into the door.

  Feng Jue was afraid that the guards outside the door would not be able to stop Qu Liushang.

  After Mo Yinhe nodded in agreement, he strode out, closed the door of the ward from the outside, and went out to stop Qu Liushang.

   Qu Liushang was stopped at the elevator entrance.

  The entire corridor is guarded by Mo Yinhe, who stands on guard every three steps, like an iron wall.

   Qu Liushang turned a blind eye.

  Qu Liushang was born as the noble prince of Gendaya Kingdom. He was raised as an heir since he was a child, and his temper was raised to be below one person and above ten thousand people. In terms of temperament, Qu Gaoyang is far behind him.

  No matter how cold and serious Mo Yinhe's guard looked, in Qu Liushang's eyes, it was nothing more than that.

  He is the same as Mo Yinhe,

   They are all the proud sons of heaven in their bones.

Feng Jue strode over, her tall and mighty body blocked Qu Liushang's swift footsteps: "Mr. Qu, your Excellency is angry, you'd better not go in and frown, otherwise I don't guarantee that your Excellency will directly break with you , your secretary bought a murderer and almost killed Miss Si."

   "I came here on a special trip to plead guilty."

  Qu Liushang said that he was guilty of pleading guilty, but dressed luxuriously.

  The hair is combed meticulously, and the brocade is stacked like a cloud, more like a private meeting with a lover.

Qu Liushang said: "I need to do this in person! Face to face! Explain to Mo Yinhe that my secretary bought a murderer and put Miss Si's life on the line. This matter was not my assignment. This secretary was left by Qu Gaoyang. I've always known about the dark thread around me but didn't get rid of it, and now I've hurt Miss Si, and I feel extremely sorry. Feng Jue, let me go in and make it clear to Miss Si face to face."

  How could Feng Jue let Qu Liushang in?

  He is the only one who is responsible for everything: "Miss Si has fallen into a severe coma and has not yet come to life. If Mr. Qu is sincere, he will tie up the culprit you said to vent his anger on Miss Si, otherwise..."

   Feng Jue smiled, a sneer.

  He has followed Mo Yinhe for many years, and sometimes his words and deeds have Mo Yinhe's style.

   Paused, "What's the point of a verbal apology?"

  Tie up Qu Gaoyang to vent his anger on Si Mingjing?

  Qu Liushang is an abolished prince, and he can't do it yet.

   Feng Jue continued to sneer: "Mr. Qu, so please go back. I believe Miss Si will see you after you tie up the culprit. Otherwise, if you take another step forward, don't blame me for being disrespectful to you."

  Si Mingjing burned all night, and his head was always in a daze.

   When I woke up, it was already eleven o'clock in the morning the next day.

   However, her fever did not go down.

  Winter sunshine came in warmly, brightening the entire ward.

  She wanted to get up to go to the bathroom, but someone held her arm.

  She turned sideways, and found that Mo Yinhe's broad and handsome back was lying on the side of the hospital bed, and her hair, which was usually well-groomed and handsome, was a little messy.

  Mo Yinhe watched over her all night last night.

  In the middle of the night, she was so hot that she wanted to drink water. Mo Yinhe did everything by herself and fed her water several times.

   Seeing that she had been given antipyretic injections, but the high fever persisted, she tried every means to physically cool her down.

  It wasn't until half an hour ago that I lay down on the bedside to take a nap tiredly.

  When Si Mingjing moved, Mo Yinhe woke up.

   opened his eyes suddenly.

  Seeing that she opened her eyes, subconsciously, she picked up the cup on the bedside table and asked her, "Do you want to drink water?"

   Then he picked up the electronic thermometer and measured it against her forehead. It was 38.5 degrees, but the fever still hadn't subsided. Immediately, his face became cloudy again.

  (end of this chapter)