Chapter 256 (1/2)

Mo Ying shook his head.

”No, brother, I'm leaving. It was an accident. You just have to remember me forever. I just went to another place to play the violin. Don't be sad. I never blame you. I remember that we raised a little rabbit before. One day, the little rabbit bit me. Grandma said to stew the little rabbit, but didn't I forgive her?

Unfortunately, the little rabbit fell ill and died later, so I made a Rabbit Pendant and put it on my body. Now I'm looking for the little rabbit. With him with me, I won't be alone. ”

Mo Jinrong has become a tearful person. He is still unwilling to accept the fact that Mo Ying died.

”Yinger, do you know how much I miss you?”

”Brother, you put me down. I'm leaving. I'll always be in your heart.”

Moying smiled, took out her violin, played a section of jasmine, and slowly disappeared into a black dream.

Mo Jinrong was lying on the sofa, tears had wet the pillow.

”Three, two, one, wake up!”

Mo Jinrong slowly opened his eyes. He felt a little refreshed. He touched his tears. He suppressed his inner thoughts too long ago, and the tears released his obsession for so long.

LAN Enron gave Mo Jin some more words with a brush. The traditional Chinese medicine to calm his nerves and calm his Qi can stabilize his mind.

”Have I recovered?”

Mo Jinrong asked.

LAN Enron didn't answer. He stuffed Fang Zi into Mo Jinrong and began to pack up.

”Why did you promise Q to help me?”

Mo Jinrong asked another question.

LAN Enron didn't answer, but wrote a paragraph with a brush on the paper.

”Because she said you would give me $500 million for diagnosis and treatment!”

Mo Jinrong was stunned, but Q never said that to him.

”Really greedy for money!”

LAN Enron didn't answer. He packed up his things and was ready to leave.

”If I get sick again, where can I find you next time?”

Mo Jinrong continued to ask.

LAN Enron walked out of the room without stopping.

”Miss zero, has the young master been cured?”

Mo San asked respectfully. He could vaguely smell some faint fragrance on the woman. He was familiar with it, but he couldn't remember where he had smelled it.

LAN Enron ignored him and went out directly.

”It's so cold, young master. How do you feel?”

Mo San went in and asked.

When he saw the pillow wet with tears on the sofa, he knew that the young master was almost well.

Since he followed Mo Jinrong, Mo Jinrong rarely smiled and never cried. He vented so many tears. He must be better than half.