"Quickly check your pulse, prescribe some medicine, and then go back and rest. You should also pay more attention to what you eat in the future." The old lady spoke slowly, her tone not allowing for refutation.

There was no other way, so Xiao Lige had no choice but to stretch out her hand, which was still trembling.

Doctor Du didn't see anything wrong with Xiao Lige's expression. He just sat down next to her, took out a small cushion and placed Xiao Lige's hand, palm up, before stretching out his own hand to diagnose her pulse.

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"Didn't I tell you to come to my study after serving morning tea?"

Just when Doctor Du put his hand on it and before he could press it down, Mo Zifei's voice suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a man in green clothes appeared in everyone's sight.

The most eye-catching thing is not the green clothes, but the blood stains on the green clothes.

"Fei Shao, why are you bleeding..." Mei Gui exclaimed.

The old lady's expression immediately became nervous: "What's going on?"

"What's going on?" Mo Zifei glanced at the old lady indifferently: "Mei Gui is too young to tell the difference between rabbit blood and corpse blood. Can't you tell the difference?"

The implication is that the blood is not his, but the blood of a rabbit.

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief, and her buttocks that were about to leave the chair settled down again. Her tone became calm again: "You are so old, but you don't know how to change your clothes even if they are stained."

"Didn't you wait for my wife?" Mo Zifei smiled lightly, with no warmth in his eyes: "Let's go, I will take you around the villa, so that you can get familiar with this place."

Xiao Lige's hand was held by Mo Zifei's big hand. His hand was a little cold, but he held her hand firmly.

"Wait a minute!" Mei Gui stopped Mo Zifei and Xiao Lige: "I even specially called the doctor. No matter what, I have to take my pulse first and prescribe a prescription, right? If something happens to the child in my belly..."

Mo Zifei's expression turned cold instantly, his thin lips pursed tightly, looking very unhappy.

Seeing Mo Zifei's expression, Mei Gui was frightened and became awkward when speaking.

"I'm just... I'm just worried about the baby in my belly... I don't mean anything else." After saying that, Mei Gui reflexively took a step back and looked at the old lady.

Everyone in the villa knows that Mo Zifei has always been very principled in doing things, and his principle is - it depends on his mood.

If he was unhappy, it wouldn't be strange to find a zombie to cut off his hand and feed it to the dog.

But she can't let her go so easily. Let her go this time, and there will be very few opportunities to find out whether she is really pregnant or fake. When the time comes, things will only become more difficult.

"Zifei, if you become familiar with the Villa, there will be many opportunities in the future. The child in her belly..."

"Nothing will happen to the child in the belly." Mo Zifei quickly interrupted the old lady: "If my child can't accept even a little setback, he shouldn't be born."

"You..." The old lady stood up angrily: "We are the only seedling in Aomei Villa. We finally have a great-grandson. I can't let anything go wrong with him!"

"There won't be any mistakes." Mo Zifei's expression was still cold, and he looked directly at Mei Gui: "I won't allow any mistakes to happen, don't worry."

Seeing his expression, the old lady couldn't say anything else and left the hall.

As soon as the old lady left, Yingluo ran in panting on her hind legs.
Chapter completed!