Chapter 239: [Ghost doctor who sees sorrow——Mo Lingqing] 3
[The miracle doctor who sees ghosts and worries - Mo Lingqing] 3
The reason why he is called the Miracle Doctor is that there is no one in this world that he cannot save.
If he wants to save him, even if it is a ghost that comes to seek his soul, he will become distressed when he sees it, so he has this nickname.
Gently touching her swollen belly, Xia Luoying hoped that this so-called miracle doctor could save her child.
This child was so happy in her belly that he turned somersaults every day. She didn't think there was anything abnormal about him at all.
"Beauty, what are you thinking about?"'
Mo Lingqing did not shrink back because of Xia Luoying's silence. Instead, it stuck to Xia Luoying's side like dog skin plaster, asking questions.
Xia Luoying came back to her senses and glanced at Mo Lingqing. There were emotions in her eyes that others couldn't understand, but Mo Lingqing understood it, with a big smile on her lips.
Such an ambiguous exchange made Ming Qiye on the side very unhappy.
The sullen look on his face and the clenched fists all showed that he was angry.
Mo Lingqing seemed to be doing it on purpose, and said to Xia Luoying with determination: "Beauty, don't worry, I won't let you down."
Xia Luoying nodded quietly. At this moment, she believed in this man's strength and hoped that she could protect her child.
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After returning to the palace, when getting off the carriage, Ming Qiye directly carried Xia Luoying off.
After I picked her up, I didn't put her down. I carried her straight back to the room because her body was very weak now and she couldn't walk on her own.
When leaving, he said coldly to Mo Lingqing behind him: "Go to the hall and wait for me. I have something to say to you."
"yes"
Like a little slave, Mo Lingqing obeyed the order, and then walked towards the hall in a cool and familiar manner.
The housekeeper didn't greet him either, because he knew that Mo Lingqing didn't need to greet him, and they were all familiar with each other.
Ming Qiye carried Xia Luoying back to the room, placed it gently on her vagina, glanced at her with complicated eyes, and looked at her distressedly. When she avoided him, he didn't say anything, stood up and left.
At the door, he told the little pigeon waiting beside him: "Take good care of the princess."
He couldn't say words of care to her at the moment, because both of them knew that there was an endless flow of anger between them, which made them unable to express their thoughts to each other and could only convey them through the microphone.
"yes"
Little Pigeon responded, looking at Ming Qiye's back as he strode away, then walked to the bed and accompanied Xia Luoying
"Princess, you are still very weak, take a rest!"
"Um"
With a gentle response, Xia Luoying lay down on the soft bed under the service of the little pigeon.
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On the other side, Xiaoqin hurriedly ran into the yard and into the room, almost hitting Weiyan who was about to leave the room.
Immediately, Xiaoqin knelt on the ground: "Madam, calm down, madam, calm down -"
Weiyan frowned, looked at Xiaoqin, and said impatiently: "What's the matter, are you in such a hurry?"
Xiaoqin didn't get up, she knelt on the ground and looked around
Seeing this, Weiyan waved her hand to signal Xiaoqin to get up, and walked into the main room herself.
Xiaoqin followed behind, carefully closed the door, walked to Weiyan who was already sitting on the sofa, and whispered: "Madam, just now the prince came back holding the princess in his arms."