Chapter 395        How could I remember to kill someone?

Of course, Mrs. Feng Er hated Feng Chengze for killing her husband and cut off a piece of finger from her son Aliang. She really wished she could die in the whole family.

But I have to miss Mu Huan’s kindness.

After getting up from the ground, Mu Huan came to see Aliang's situation and took Aliang's fingers back through simple operations.

She gave a few instructions to the doctors present, and the doctors carried Aliang to perform further surgery.

"Don't worry, second lady, your son's fingers can be kept, but the sensitivity will be slightly affected."

Mu Huan is a miracle doctor. What she said gave the second wife a reassurance and saved her from sadness and despair.

So when Mu Huan looked at her, she hesitated for a moment, and still stood up to tell the truth for this sister-in-law who had been bumping into the sky, "Miss Mu Qi said it well."

Mrs. Feng San immediately started to cry gratefully.

If she could remove her suspicion, she could protect her children and prevent the entire third wife from going to jail with Feng Chengze.

Mu Huan and Sister-in-law's words were like saving her and her children.

The old man's housekeeper was frightened, "I helped the third wife's life. I really don't know that these people are--"

As he said that, he bowed to Mr. Feng and apologized, "My grandpa, it's all my fault. I'm not sure about it."

"The housekeeper can't blame him for this matter, he acts according to the rules."

Mu Huan reminded: "Check and check the people who recommend these spies to come in. They are probably the hidden stakes that Mr. Han has already inserted in."

"Am I right, Young Master Han?" Mu Huan focused everyone's attention on Han Shaozong again.

I have to say that Han Shaozong is very scheming.

Before, he deliberately turned everyone's attention to Feng Chengze, while he calmed down and thought about how to escape from the old house.

"Where are Wang Gu and Gu Master?" Mu Huan forced the young man step by step.

Her voice was very calm, but every word was filled with bloodthirsty murderous aura. "It's best to honestly explain that Tingbei can still keep you a whole body."

"What else?" Han Shaozong not only did not retreat, but instead raised his eyebrows and said provocatively, "Miss Mu Qi, the miracle doctor, should I also try ten thousand ways to die?"

Mu Huan saw his deep hatred for himself in the handsome eyebrows of this young man. She was surprised, "Do you hate me?"

Han Shaozong smiled, "It seems you really forgot what you have done. That's right, Miss Mu Qi saved countless people in her life, how could she remember that she had killed someone?"

"Who have I killed?" Mu Huan looked at Han Shaozong's gloomy cold eyes with a steady state.

"My mother!" Han Shaozong's cheeks twitched, showing a painful expression, "It's the lowly dancer in your mouth."

"Didn't your mother die a long time ago-"? Mu Huan was still studying medicine at that time and didn't even come out to practice medicine.

"Yes! It was your mentor who refused to rescue her when he saw her death. You could plead for her, but pretended not to hear anything." Han Shaozong finally exuded the hatred that had been buried in his heart for many years, and felt extremely happy.

He wanted to see panic and guilt on Mu Huan's face, but the other party told him very firmly:

"Impossible! My teacher will never refuse to save you, unless the patient is terminally ill and there is no cure to save you!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Han Shaozong didn't accept Mu Huan's statement at all. He shouted paranoidly, "My mother was only 31 years old when she died. How could she be terminally ill?"

"I can help you check the archives at that time. My mentor will never miss anyone she can treat."

"Didn't she write the archives herself? She can write them any way she wants."

Mu Huan understood. She sneered: "It seems that what you care about is not the real cause of your mother's death. You just want to use hatred to vent your powerlessness and dissatisfaction with reality."


Chapter completed!