World-shaking First Daughter: Powerful Medical Princess

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"Slaves don't know, it seems that the old lady wants to hit the old lady by herself."

On the way to the courtyard of Mrs. Su, Su Muge could not help speeding up her pace.

Zhao's stay in the Taohuayuan during this time is very small, and sometimes at night he will also be waiting next to Su Lun. When Su Muge got the news that Mrs. Su was going to punish Zhao, Mrs. Zhao was already kneeling in the courtyard.

"Dare to seduce my son to grab my baby grandson, I tell you, one day my wife is here, this grandson is mine. Do n’t think that you have much credit for your laying hen, believe it or not, let me The son has rested you! "

As soon as Su Muge walked outside the courtyard, he heard Mrs. Su's vicious swearing in her mouth. Zhao was kneeling in the courtyard. Su Lun stood beside and wanted to stop, but she was afraid that she would hurt Mrs. Su. Watching Madam Su slap into the face of Zhao one by one.

The women-in-laws in the courtyard stood and watched the show like this, even Su Lun's perennial room that he did not dare to dangle in front of him at this time also stood with two nieces to watch.

Su Muge immediately sank his face and pulled Zhao's hand up, blocking Mrs. Su's falling hand.

"What does grandma do!"

Mrs. Su's hand was grabbed by Su Muge, and she became even more angry for a while. "Dare you stop me!

Su Lun saw Madam Su getting worse and worse, just like the rude village women in the countryside, winking at the people around her and clearing out all the irrelevant people.

"Mother, you hit and hit and scolded and scolded, it's time to lose your breath, but don't be angry with yourself."

"Yes, old lady, don't be mad at your body. The wife is also worried about the young master, it is not disrespectful to you." Haitang also followed and helped Mrs. Su.

Mrs. Su had already calmed a little, and she would jump up again when she heard what she said. "What does it mean to worry about young master, wouldn't I be good to my good grandchildren !?"

"No, no, Mrs. Absolutely doesn't mean that." Begonia was annoyed that she had said something wrong, and apologetically glanced at Su Muge, and Su Muge gave her a cold glance.

Meihua ran up and helped Zhao's arms up, and looked at Zhao's flushed face when they were beaten by Mrs. Su.

"The old lady is not good. The young master vomited and spit out the rice milk that I ate today." The grandmother ran out of the house in a panic and shouted loudly.

As soon as Mrs. Su heard, there was nothing else she could care about, she turned and ran into the house.

Zhao's can't remember it.

"Mur, my mour."

Su Muge quickly followed.

Xiao Wenmo was sobbing in her arms and crying, her food spit out today.

"Why are you going to ask a doctor, please go to a doctor!"

"Mother, Mu Ge will heal, let her take a look first." Su Lun Shen said.

Mrs. Su didn't think too much at this time, Su Muge took the opportunity to walk over.

In this regard, Xiao Wenmo really had a flatulence after eating something that was not digestible. Fortunately, this child can still spit it out, otherwise he may be wrong!

"There is a problem with the stomach and intestines. If you eat something that should not be eaten, put the young master on the bed."

The obedient obediently did, Su Muge unbuttoned Xiao Wenmo's clothes and gently rubbed several points on his body.

Xu Yan, Xiao Wenmo started to vomit again.

Su Muge hugged him and patted his back. After he vomited almost, he fed him a little warm water, and the little guy calmed down.

"What happened to my good grandson? Let me see!" Mrs. Su wanted to come forward, but was stopped by Su Lun.

He heard it just now, Su Muge said Xiao Wenmo was eating something wrong!

"Mother, you are tired too, let's have a good rest first, there will be nothing wrong with Muge in Moer. I'm not ready anymore, I will take the young master back and take care of it."

"Yes."

Su Muge did not look at Mrs. Su, and carefully held Xiao Wenmo out of the house.

Her poor younger brother was tossed and tossed like this just a few months after she was born.

"You, where do you take my grandson, don't leave and return my grandson!"

"Mother, you can rest first, and wait for Mo'er to go and see him again." Su Lun also did not let Mrs. Su frustrate a little upset, he did not understand how his aging mother became like this.

After everyone was gone, Mrs. Su was mad in her yard!

"This Zhao family, I thought she was honest, but now I have learned these flowers to count my wife!" In the view of Mrs. Su, Xiao Wenmo would definitely be the ghost of Zhao family. I don't think there is anything wrong with those things that Xiao Wenmo feeds.

Begonia stepped forward and held her in a soft voice: "Lady, after all, my wife has been with my master for so many years ..."

"That's also my son! Huh, isn't it because you have a son, can't anyone else have a baby!"

When Begonia heard it, he held Mrs. Su's hand tightly.

"Hum, wait for me to give my son another puppet, and when I give birth to a son, I see what else she thinks!" Mrs. Su said to herself, after sitting down on the chair, she scolded for a while and then stopped.

After Su Muge returned to Taohuayuan holding Xiao Wenmo, he stuffed a medicine into his little ass.

The little guy did not have bowel movements for two days after taking complementary foods. The longer he stayed in the body, the worse it was. He could only use medicine to expel those dirty things.

After everything was cleaned up, Su Muge asked Yueru to take hot water again, gave him a bath and rubbed his hands and feet before putting him back on the bed.

"Don't worry, my brother will be fine tomorrow."

"Is it true that Mo'er is not good for a while?" The matter of filamentous worms left a great shadow on Zhao.

"Well, I'm sure my brother is not a big deal." Su Muge asked Yue Ru to take the medicine and gave Zhao's medicine.

Su Lun was completely ignored by Su Muge in the room throughout the room. For Zhao's beating, Su Lun's staring behavior aside, she was extremely discouraged.

"Mer is fine, you don't have to worry too much." Su Lun saw that both her mother and daughter had neglected herself and had to step forward to brush her sense of existence, and he did worry about Xiao Wenmo's accident.

"Master, it's getting late, you should go back to rest earlier, and go to the early morning tomorrow."

Su Lun nodded, and was so tired of being so troubled by Mrs. Su.

"Okay, you're also going to rest earlier. I won't have to go to my mother's side tomorrow morning. I will send someone to tell my mother."

"Yes."

Su Muge reassured Zhao and returned to his room.

After Mrs. Su frantic, she was quiet for two days.

Zhao's went to her yard as usual to greet her, but Mrs. Su disappeared and drove them away.

Su Muge thought it would be okay to avoid going in and getting angry with the old woman. Only today, Zhao and Su Muge had to face Mrs. Su, because An Shangshu's birthday, they had to follow Su Lun to Anfu to congratulate.

Su Muge could not have gone, but she was worried that Zhao would be counted, so she could only follow along.

Su Muge changed her dress and followed Yueru and Xinlan out the door. Zhao's Xiaowenmo was waiting outside the door.

When Su Muge came, Begonia happened to help Mrs. Su come over.

"mother."

The Zhao family stepped forward to see the ceremony, but Mrs. Su snorted, and looked at her without being seen.

Zhao's feeling a little helpless, but seeing Xiao Wenmo, who was held in his arms by his grandmother, was relieved.

After the crowd got into the carriage, the carriage moved slowly.

Su Lun and Mrs. Su sat in a carriage, and Zhao and Su Muge sat together.

"I shouldn't have brought your younger brother out, but now I can put her alone in the house, I can't rest assured."

"After arriving in Anfu a lot of people, you must not let the young master leave your hand, and follow my wife and me to know?" Su Muge looked at the grandmother in the car and said in a deep voice.

"Yes, it's the little lady who must follow Miss and Madam closely."

The carriage stopped for about two quarters of an hour.

Anfu is on the relatively prosperous street of Beijing. When Su Muge arrived, the carriage was already full outside Anfu.

There are many people who come to celebrate the birth of Lord Dangshangshu.

Su Muge helped Zhao's to get out of the carriage, and when she looked up, she saw Mrs. An and An Shangshu standing outside the door of the house. Next to her was a newly dressed Su Jingwen, and there were several faceless ladies and masters beside her. Should Is the grandson of An Shangshu.

As soon as Su Muge got out of the carriage, Su Jingwen saw them.

She raised her chin proudly, as if she were the master of Anfu.

When Su Lun took them closer, she glanced at Su Lun again.

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law." Su Lun stepped forward and looked respectfully to Anshang Shu and Mrs. An.

An Shangshu licked a big belly, with a smile on his face, and his round face narrowed his eyes, making him look like a Maitreya Buddha. Su Muge thought his belly seemed bigger than the last time he saw it. .

"Well, you are here."

Mrs. An responded in a salty manner, and even Mrs. Su gave her no good looks.

"Jingwen, what are you still doing, and go in with your father?" An Shangshu glanced at Su Jingwen and said.

Su Jingwen received Su Lun's gaze without temperature, so she was willing to follow him.

"Jingwen is also rare with her cousins, so let them stay for a while, come and invite Master Su to come in." Finally, Mrs. An left Su Jingwen behind.

"That is your elder sister who healed. How can he heal others from the disgusting red spot on her face?"

Su Muge swept away, and saw a woman in an embroidered hibiscus skirt looking at her with disdain.

"Yinger shut up!" The woman standing beside her whispered in a blue peach bouquet long dress.

An Yinger snorted softly, and did not speak again.

Su Muge didn't care, and quietly followed Zhao's side.

As soon as their front foot stepped on the threshold, there was a commotion behind them.

"The Lord of Ceylon, it is the Lord of Ceylon!"