The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

After Rong Liyuan left, the girl who was lying on the bed obediently immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

If she really went to bed early at this time, then she would be too ambitious.

Mu Changying dug out the spices he got from asking the old lady last time, put it up to his nose and sniffed it gently.

Her willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her delicate crimson lips were slightly parted, "It's strange, why can't I smell what it's used for?"

She smelled three kinds of medicinal materials in this spice, but she couldn't smell the other one at all.

The more she thought about it, the more she wrinkled her brows into a bunch of knolls.

"No, I can't delay any longer. I must check out the medicinal materials immediately."

Mu Changying's delicate and soft face that could pinch water was full of seriousness and earnestness.

Only if you know what it is made of, then you can prescribe the right medicine.

Since the nose can't smell it, go to the hospital laboratory and use medical testing machinery to analyze it.

She did what she said, took the spice bag, put on a coat, jumped out of the window, and quietly found the Rong mansion.

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"Cough cough cough... pain... pain..."

Dr. Lin was lying in the dimly lit dungeon, his face pale, his lips trembling and moaning in pain.

The pain in the shoulders and face was so severe that it hurts to breathe even for a second.

He kept moving his body, wanting to rest against the wall for a while, "I beg you, please let me go..."

Doctor Lin raised his head and looked at the man in front of him with a look of embarrassment, his eyes were full of hope.

The light flickered on and off, as if it would go out at any moment.

Bai Mo glanced at the people on the ground expressively, and said in a cold and ruthless voice, "Say, who is the person behind you?"

Hearing this, Miracle Doctor Lin flinched and trembled even more, and said with difficulty, "I...I don't know what you're talking about..."

His throat was burning hot, as if being scorched by a raging fire, the pain was unbearable.

Miracle Doctor Lin tried hard not to reveal his flaws, but waves of turmoil had already set off in his heart.

What did these people know, and why did he show his feet so quickly? What went wrong?

He couldn't figure it out, and the hatred for Mu Changying in his heart rose all the way to the peak.

How could he have ended up in a dungeon if that little slut didn't do it all of a sudden?

"Yo, the mouth is quite hard."

"But I'm not worried. I have a thousand ways to get you to talk."

Bai Mo snorted lightly, the cute baby's face was soft and soft, making people want to reach out and pinch it.

The seemingly harmless face is actually full of poison, which will corrode the whole body if touched.

"You... what do you want to do?"

"I warn you, don't mess around, if something happens to me, no one can treat the old lady's illness!"

Hearing this, Miracle Doctor Lin's pupils constricted violently, and his heart was extremely flustered.

He believed without any doubt that this person would definitely punish him.

The thought of being beaten made the wound on his shoulder ache.

"Bai Mo, I will personally interrogate this person."

At this time, a magnetic low-pitched voice sounded in the dark dungeon.

This voice fell into Miracle Doctor Lin's ears like a death-threatening song.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and the fear in his heart surged unstoppably like a tide.