Reborn 90s: Spicy Wife撩夫

New book "Transmigrated into the Villain's Little Darling" is out!

The cute and invincible Tang Xiaonan transmigrated into the foolish supporting female character of a period dram...

Chapter 309 Lu Mo's Little Thoughts

Ye Qingqing hailed a taxi. When she got out of the car, since Tiedan wasn't there, the driver helped Lu Mo out. Ye Qingqing also helped out. She was sweating profusely in the hot weather, and her forehead and nose were covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Thank you, driver. Here's the fare."

Ye Qingqing breathed heavily, took out a five-yuan note from her wallet, and then took out the remaining two-yuan note. The fare was six yuan, and the driver wanted to give her change.

"No need, no need. Thank you for your help earlier, Master."

Ye Qingqing waved her hands repeatedly and pushed Lu Mo away quickly.

Taxi drivers have it tough, earning their money through hard work. Lu Mo is tall and heavy, and the driver is a head shorter than him, so it took a lot of effort to get him down. He was exhausted. Consider the extra dollar as a reward for the driver's hard work!

Lu Mo's expression was rather serious ever since he got out of the car, his lips were tightly pursed, and he seemed somewhat unhappy.

He was indeed unhappy.

He was angry with himself.

He was angry at himself for being so useless, for dragging Ye Qingqing down with him.

His desire to stand up had never been stronger than it was now. Before, with Tie Dan by his side, Tie Dan was as strong as an ox, and it was as easy for him to carry him as carrying a child. Lu Mo didn't feel anything.

But the scene of Ye Qingqing gritting her teeth and supporting his body just now deeply stimulated Lu Mo.

In the past, Lu Mo would have thought that it would be good for Ye Qingqing to be with her cousin Lu Qingquan without delaying her. But now, he no longer has that idea. Lu Qingquan is dishonest, his sexual orientation is unclear, and he has an ambiguous relationship with Ye Lan. He is also coveting Ye Qingqing's property and is definitely not a good match for her.

Therefore, he must stand up!

Ye Qingqing sensed Lu Mo's seriousness. "What's wrong? Is your leg bothering you?"

"No."

Lu Mo shook his head, remained silent for a few seconds, and then asked, "Can the stitches be removed today?"

"Yes, but you'll have to wait another week after the stitches are removed before you can start rehabilitation, which might be a bit tough," Ye Qingqing said in advance, giving a heads-up.

The general in the medical classic did it for a whole year, and during that time he wanted to give up many times and even almost collapsed, which shows how painful rehabilitation is.

"I'm not afraid of hardship!" Lu Mo said with absolute certainty.

As long as he can stand up again, he would go through fire and water without hesitation!

"You can definitely do it! In a year at most, you'll be able to fight alongside your comrades!" Ye Qingqing said cheerfully.

She had complete confidence in Lu Mo. He was a man with an iron will. What was a little bit of pain during rehabilitation? Back then, Lu Mo wasn't afraid when facing enemies many times his size!

Lu Mo smiled slightly, glancing at the red skirt fluttering beside the soft chair, like a fiery sunset. His mother had made several skirts of various colors for this girl, but he rarely saw her wear them; she usually wore red.

However, he also felt that this girl looked best in a red dress, even better than the celebrities on the calendar. Whenever he was feeling down, seeing her bright smile would instantly cheer him up and make him feel relaxed.

The old lady was enjoying the cool shade under the sycamore tree in the courtyard, lying in a rocking chair with her eyes closed, seemingly dozing off, looking very relaxed.

"Grandma Sheng, I'm here!" Ye Qingqing called out at the gate with a smile.

The old lady opened her eyes with a smile on her face. Without waiting for her instructions, Xiao Li ran over and opened the door. Ye Qingqing pushed Lu Mo inside and, without saying a word, took out the medicine.

"Uncle Sang's medicine is ready. There are thirty pills in total. Take one pill a day by dissolving it in your mouth. There are still more than half of the medicinal materials you provided, enough to make two more batches. I will make another batch after Uncle Sang finishes this bottle."

The old lady happily accepted the medicine, unscrewed the glass bottle cap, and the rich aroma of the medicine wafted out, instantly invigorating her.