Xie Yunche: That’s true.
Shen Yuanzhou smiled at him and said, "Xie brother, you should have a good rest first."
"good."
The three of them came and went in a hurry. Mo Qing returned to his room, picked up his pen and wrote another prescription, and handed it to Tian Qing. "Prepare the medicine according to this prescription. After he eats some rice porridge, feed him the medicine."
"yes."
Mo Qing came over and said, "Come on, keep going."
Chen Li suggested, "Why don't we fight somewhere else? Will it affect his rest?"
Mo Qing: "Alright, let's go, let's go somewhere else. It's not fun playing here."
The group of people moved to another room to play, with some melon seeds, fruits and snacks placed beside them. They played until it was almost dark, then they stopped to count today's spoils.
Chen Li counted the silver in front of him. In one afternoon, he won 12 taels of silver.
The more Mo Qing counted, the uglier his expression became. If he pouted, he would be in trouble.
"Well, I lost 25 taels of silver."
Shen Yuanzhou chuckled, "I won a little."
Bai Yao also won a little, but Doctor Kaimo didn't look well, so he didn't go up to finish him off.
"No, I don't believe it if you continue after dinner."
It’s not that he cares about the money, but why is he the only one who loses when four people are playing Mahjong? If there was someone to accompany him, he wouldn’t be so depressed.
The other three: ...
Shen Yuanzhou was the first to refuse: "No, I'm still injured and it's not suitable for me to sit for such a long time."
Mo Qing looked at Pei Yu, who was peeling melon seeds, and said, "Zi'an, you take his place."
"Not interested."
Mo Qing is the type of person who is not only bad at playing cards but also has a strong addiction to being a bad player. He always loses when playing cards and can drag others to play for a whole day and night. He doesn't want to suffer this.
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