One Child Two Treasures: The Billionaire Chief’s Good Wife

Chapter 710 poisoning

Whether it is the eyebrows, the nose, the mouth, the admiration in front of the eyes, and the city in memory, there is no place like a place.

"Grandpa, what are you looking at?" Mu Yurou couldn't help but touch his face and thought that there was something strange on his face.

Mu Yan said truthfully; "I am just watching, you and your mother, there is no place to look like."

Mu Yan softly stunned, his heart suddenly stunned, his face immediately smiled and said: "Is it like? How? When I was young, people said that I look like a mother."

"Not like."

Mu Yan slowly closed his eyes, and the sound of Mucheng’s voice clearly appeared in his mind.

Whether it is the five senses or the voice, even after twenty years, he is still very impressed.

Mu Qingcheng is the most incomprehensible joy in his memory, and the most indescribable pain.

Her death caused a great blow to him. Mu Yi had been devastated for this. He was sick for a long time and could not be relieved from the pain of losing his daughter.

The smile on Mu Yan's face can't help but be stiff: "Grandpa, do you remember your mother?"

"Of course I remember, I can't forget her voice."

Mu Yan sighed.

Outside the door, the servant gently buckled the door: "Master, the medicine has been fried."

Mu Yurou immediately raised his voice: "Come in!"

The voice fell, and the servant walked into the study with a medicated diet.

Mu Yan didn't look over his face: "Take the medicine away, the smell is bad."

The servant smiled a little and immediately respectfully said: "Master, this medicine can't be broken, drink it..."

"I let you go down, you didn't hear it?!" Mu Yan suddenly violently patted the table, and was so angry that the sound shook the entire study room.

The servant was scared by him and his feet were soft and smashed.

Mu Yu Judo: "Oh, go on."

"Little lady, that medicine..."

"Okay, I will advise Grandpa to drink, you should go ahead, lest your grandfather be angry." Mu Yu softly waved his hand.

The servant retired and closed down.

Mu Yan turned his head and looked out the window, but his eyes gradually emptied: "Soft, take the medicine away, I don't drink."

"Grandpa, you have **** too. Although this medicine smells bitter, it can be good for your medicine, and it is good for your body to drink." Mu Yurou walked to his side, his hand gently covered on the back of his hand. On, patiently comforted.

Mu Yan is stubborn: "What are the benefits? How many years have you been drinking this medicine? This is not the case? It can't be cured. Go with it."

Mu Yurou was helpless and laughed, but it was a good saying: "How can you say this? Grandpa, this medicine is always good for the body, I will feed you, okay?"

Mu Yan looked out the window, did not speak, but did not refuse.

Mu Yurou just stood up and walked behind him, but while he was looking out the window, he quietly took out a small bag of kraft paper from his pocket.

She moved and carefully torn the kraft paper into a small hole and gently sprinkled the white powder into the medicine bowl.

Stir well with a spoon, colorless and tasteless.

The ears echoed the words of the singer: "Don't look at the old bones, the situation is getting worse, I am afraid that it will live for a few years. However, this old thing, to die, still holds the power in his hands. He is Mu Jiajun’s heart is not stable. Only by removing him can I implement my plan.”

Mu Yurou gently stirred the medicine with a spoon, while the deep gaze slowly fell on Mu Yan's body.

(End of this chapter)