Chapter 152 Si Mingjing: That's right, he is the Great Devil 1

   She tried her best to hold a face that I am not embarrassed at all, and said softly: "I am here to give you the needle."

  "Duplicate woman." Mo Yinhe couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, and he walked down the steps: "Ming Jing, I am very happy that you care so much about my body."

   "I didn't see it, otherwise I wouldn't not reply to my WeChat. As a doctor, is it easy for me?"

   "Stop complaining, I was angry."

  However, her behavior of chasing her husband thousands of miles away warmed his entire lonely heart, and he decided not to remember the mistakes of villains.

  Mo Yinhe unbuttoned his military uniform, walked to a chair and sat down, resting his long legs on the coffee table leisurely.

   "Come here, if you are angry, **** me a few more times."

   "I'm going to find two military doctors. You teach them how to perform acupuncture. I really have something inconvenient to take you with me. After you teach them, I'll send you back to land, okay?"

  Si Mingjing ignored his dissolute sitting posture.

  Phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "That would be the best."

  In this way, she doesn't have to tie herself to his waistband, and he doesn't reply to her WeChat messages, and she doesn't have to keep asking, as if she couldn't do without him.

  Si Mingjing went to his room to get his medicine box.

  The two military doctors recruited by Mo Yinhe are not proficient in Chinese medicine, but they all graduated from the University of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine.

  Si Mingjing explained while administering the needles.

  Two military doctors stood by and watched carefully.

  She spoke carefully and patiently, her soft cherry red lips opened and closed, Mo Yinhe looked at her, and he wanted to kiss her very much.

   But he held back.

  The two military doctors did not dare to be negligent, they studied earnestly, and Si Mingjing answered all their questions.

  She is so proficient in medical skills, she is extremely charming.

  Mo Yinhe looked a little crazy, and couldn't bear to look away.

  Si Mingjing knew that his fiery gaze was always on her face, so she pretended to be calm, continued to perform acupuncture, and explained to the military doctor.

  She has passed two examinations as a military doctor. Although she graduated from a university integrating traditional Chinese and Western medicine, she knows nothing about acupuncture.

  It seems that it will take three to five days to teach them.

  At this time, a young general in military uniform stood outside and knocked on the door, interrupting Mo Yinhe's leisure and elegance.

  The young general, surnamed Feng, is a lieutenant general.

   Lieutenant General Feng walked in front of Mo Yinhe, closed his military boots, and saluted the army, respecting him and respecting him.

  Mo Yinhe's eyes shifted from Si Mingjing's cherry red lips to Lieutenant General Feng.

"What's up?"

   "Your Excellency, I just received a secret report that the foreign ministers of the Mu mainland and Gendaya have been in frequent contact recently. They seem to be plotting a big event and want to attack you at the four-nation summit, so as to ask for the little emperor's grandson."

  Mo Yinhe sat on a chair with a silver needle in his chest.

   But this does not affect his majesty in the slightest.

  His voice snorted coldly: "What's the plot?"

Lieutenant General Feng said: "It has not been found out yet, but Mu Dalu has always been ruthless. He neither recognizes your marriage with the Crown Princess, and frequently issued diplomatic rhetoric, asking you to send the little emperor's grandson to Mu Dalu. It is simply deceiving." Too much!"

  It's a cliché, but Mo Yinhe doesn't pay attention at all.

  After Xiaobai was born, Mu Dalu sent an unknown number of people to take his son away.

  Mo Yinhe never let them succeed.

  The four-nation summit is held every five years to resolve some difficult international disputes in the underwater world.

  At the four-nation summit five years ago, Mu Dalu and Gendaya jointly launched an attack, saying that he abducted an underage girl, refused to recognize his marriage with the baby, and asked him to hand over the baby!

  Five years have passed, and he is coming to **** his son again!

   "I think it's better to change the four-nation summit directly into a neighborhood committee." Mo Yinhe complained.

   Lieutenant General Feng suppressed a smile: "Your Excellency is correct."

  So a stalk appeared.

   Years later, every time Mo Yinhe went to the four-country summit, they joked: Your Excellency was invited to the neighborhood committee for tea again.

  Mo Yinhe took the trouble and made a gesture: "Continue to investigate, and let me know when you find it out."

   "Yes." Lieutenant General Feng gave another military salute before leaving.

  Si Mingjing inadvertently listened to both ears.

  She was curious, and asked while administering the needle: "Isn't Xiaobai your son? Why would someone **** it?"

   "Probably because that brat is too cute." Mo Yinhe gave a plausible answer.

   "..."

  This answer is too perfunctory, right?

  Si Mingjing knew that he didn't want to tell her, so she felt embarrassed to ask again.

  She continued to give him needles.

  After the injection was over, she handed over her silver needle bag to two military doctors, giving them strict instructions.

   "You can take it to practice your hands first, and become proficient in the meridians of the human body, and then come to me if you have any questions.

  The treatment plan I made for Mr. Mo was well thought out and there was no room for error.

  His old illness has been going on for a long time, and it has already hurt his lungs and heart, so he needs to be carefully recuperated.

   Don’t think that his health is almost healed just because he hasn’t got sick every day during this period. That’s the result of my injections on him every day. In fact, his body is weak. "

  Si Mingjing’s long speech was actually for Mo Yinhe.

  She was afraid that Mo Yinhe would feel that his body had recovered since he hadn't had any relapses during this period of time.

   It’s actually not like this.

  She hoped that her words could attract his attention.

  Mo Yinhe didn't appreciate it, and cursed with a smile: "It's really long-winded, but she looks like a hostess."

  Mo Yinhe likes her like this.

  He said to the two military doctors: "Go down and practice hard, and you will learn it in three days."

  This sentence means that Si Mingjing will only stay in the underwater world for three days.

   "Yes, sir."

   "Go down."

  The two military doctors bowed their heads and stepped back.

  Mo Yinhe got up, buttoned up his military uniform, took out a small red velvet box from the pocket of his military trousers, and threw it to Si Mingjing.

  Si Mingjing caught it: "What is this?"

   "A New Year's gift for you."

  Afraid that she would refuse, Mo Yinhe added: "Don't say no, this is Si Yao's design."

  Mo Yinhe doesn't think Si Yao is her mother.

  So I call him by his first name.

"Si Yao used to be a jewelry designer. She is very famous in the industry. This necklace was designed by Si Yao for a client. I bought it from that client. It is said that it is Si Yao's famous work. Open it and see Look, like it or not..."

  In order to give her a New Year's gift, he took great pains. Before giving her a pink bracelet, she said that mother's things are a kind of sustenance for children.

  Knowing that she likes it, he went to find it for her.

  Si Mingjing was really moved by Mo Yinhe's words.

  She took the red velvet box and opened it.

  A brilliant love diamond pendant, love blooms in the heart.

The metal with smooth lines is naturally twisted into a playful heart shape, and the heart-shaped drill setting makes another smart "diamond heart" bloom. The shape of the two hearts, as if there is love blooming in the heart, blooming gorgeously. flower.

   This is her mother's famous work?

  Si Mingjing took a look at it and felt that he couldn't put it down.

  She squeezed the velvet box tightly, unable to believe it: "Is this really designed by my mother?"

  …

  

  

  (end of this chapter)