Mo Fengying breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this.

Seeing how concerned her mother was about her father, it seemed that the incident with Qi Jun was not really done by her father. Mo Fengying felt relieved and carried the bowl of medicine in a lunch box to Shensi Building.

Mo Suixin left the Collection Pavilion and just returned to his office when he saw Mo Fengying coming in with a lunch box. Mo Suixin felt strange and asked her, "Why are you the one delivering lunch today?"

Someone would deliver meals to Mo Suixin every day, so when he saw Mo Fengying coming, Mo Suixin felt strange.

Mo Fengying placed the lunch box on the table, and Mo Suixin immediately smelled the scent of Chinese medicine. Mo Fengying opened the lunch box, took out the bowl of medicine, and handed it to Mo Suixin, "Dad, drink the medicine!"

Mo Suixin smiled and shook his head, "You still love me, and you won't forget me even if you take medicine."

"I am my dad's sweet little cotton-padded jacket."

Mo Suixin picked up the bowl of medicine and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation. After drinking the medicine, Mo Suixin wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and asked Mo Fengying, "Are your cold symptoms getting better?"

Mo Fengying frowned and said, "No, Dad, I suspect that everyone's headache this time may not be a cold."

Mo Suixin had been learning medicine from the old patriarch since he was very young. His medical skills were very advanced, and dealing with this minor cold was no problem at all. If it was really a cold, everyone would have recovered long ago.

Mo Suixin also agreed with Mo Fengying's opinion. He said, "How about this? Take a few people with severe headaches to the city hospital tomorrow to have blood drawn for an examination to see if there is another cause."

Although Mo Suixin is a veteran Chinese medicine practitioner, he also recognizes Western medicine. The integration of Chinese and Western medicine has become a trend, and Mo Suixin must keep up with the times.

Mo Fengying nodded and said, "Okay."

The next day, Mo Fengying found six or seven people in the valley who had severe colds, took them to the city, and conducted a systematic and comprehensive examination.

The test results would take a day to come out, so Mo Fengying and the others stayed in the city for another night. The next day, Mo Fengying went to get the results, but the doctor told her that they were fine.

Mo Fengying took the results back to the clan and handed them to Mo Suixin. After reading the report, Mo Suixin also felt strange. "The test results are fine, so why are we all so worried for no reason?"

There is always a reason why you feel unwell.

That night, Mo Suixin went to see Mo Zhangkuang and specifically reported the matter to him. Mo Zhangkuang rubbed his temples and said, "It's not just them. I've also had headaches lately, over and over again, and they won't stop."

"It could also be a viral invasion. Just follow my heart. Go get a few prescriptions specifically for treating viral colds and observe the effects for a few days."

"good."

The next day, Mo Sui Xin changed the prescription and asked Mo Fengying to get the medicine and send it to the kitchen.

Mo Suixin was busy treating Mr. Zhong's health and asking Mo Suiyun to find a mother body suitable for cultivating medicine people. He was very busy every day. When he was busy, he always forgot to take his medicine, but Mo Yang was considerate enough to remember to ask Mo Fengying to bring medicine to Mo Suixin every day.

Every day, Mo Suixin drank a bowl of medicine that Mo Yang had Mo Fengying bring him. The medicine tasted slightly bitter, but he felt sweet inside. He thought that Mo Yang always remembered that he didn't take the medicine, which seemed to show that she still cared about him.

After all, they were a couple who had lived together for twenty years, and they were each other's first love. Even if Mo Yang hated him, blamed him, and resented him, he still had a place in a corner of her heart.

After realizing this, Mo Sui felt happy.

When Mo Suixin returned to the bedroom at night and saw Mo Yang, he had a smile on his face.

Mo Yang knew why Mo Suixin was in a good mood. She made a cup of tea for Mo Suixin, and watched as Mo Suixin just smelled the tea and put it down. Mo Yang didn't say anything and pretended not to see it.

Seeing Mo Suixin pressing his head again, she asked him, "After changing the medicine, has your headache gotten better?"

Mo Suixin felt warm inside when Mo Yang showed her concern. He said, "It still hurts, but if you care about me, I won't feel any pain anymore."

Mo Yang snorted coldly, "Slippery tongue."

Mo Suixin saw Mo Yang pretending to be indifferent, and thought of her concern for him these days, and became a little distracted.

He extended his hand towards Mo Yang, "Come."

Mo Yang hesitated for a moment before extending her hand. Mo Suixin grabbed Mo Yang's hand and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed Mo Yang's cheek, then asked her, "Are you still angry?"

Mo Yang's eyes turned red. "What do you think?"

Mo Suixin sighed and said, "Yang'er, I was too angry and a little obsessed, so I did that foolish thing. Fortunately, the child was rescued, otherwise I would have been guilty of a great sin."

"Yang'er, when I'm free someday, I'll accompany you to visit that child. Don't be angry, okay?" You see, how despicable he was, but in the end he was the one who gave in first.

Mo Yang's eyes flickered when she heard this. "Really?" she asked cautiously, looking at Mo Suixin doubtfully, suspecting that Mo Suixin was saying this on purpose to cheer her up.

Mo Suixin nodded vigorously, "It's true, I'm not lying to you." His face turned cold again, and he warned her seriously: "I will only allow you to see him once, so that you can feel at ease. But from now on, you can't see him."

"I am a petty person. I can't stand seeing you have other people in your heart besides me and Fengying."

Hearing this, Mo Yang nodded, "Okay, I promise you."

After a week-long cold war, the two finally reconciled, and Mo Suixin couldn't help himself. He began to touch Mo Yang, his fingertips lifting the hem of Mo Yang's clothes and sliding into her smooth back.

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