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Chapter 395 How Can You Remember Killing Someone?

Chapter 395 How can you remember killing someone?

Of course, Mrs. Feng Er hated Feng Chengze very much for killing her husband and cutting off part of her son A Liang's finger. She really wished that she could die with all three rooms in the house.

But I can't help but miss Mu Huan's kindness.

After getting up from the ground, Mu Huan came over to see A Liang's condition, and reattached A Liang's finger through a simple operation.

She gave a few instructions to the doctors present, and the doctors took A Liang for further surgical repair.

"Don't worry, Second Madam, your son's fingers can be saved, but the sensitivity will be slightly affected."

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

So when Mu Huan looked at her, she hesitated for a moment, then stood up and spoke the truth for this sister-in-law whom she had always bumped into, "Miss Mu Qi is right."

Mrs. Feng San immediately burst into tears with gratitude.

If she can remove all suspicions about herself, she can save her children and prevent the entire third house from going to jail along with Feng Chengze.

Mu Huan and her sister-in-law's words were tantamount to saving her and her children.

The old man's housekeeper was horrified, "It was the third lady who ordered me to help. I really didn't know these people were actually -"

As he said this, he bowed to Mr. Feng and apologized, "Old man, it's all my fault. It was me who allowed others to be ignorant."

"You can't blame the housekeeper for this. He acted according to the rules."

Mu Huan reminded: "Check carefully the people who recommended these spies to come in. They are most likely the backbone that Master Han planted long ago."

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

I have to say that this 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 the Gu Master?" Mu Huan stepped towards the young man step by step.

Her voice was very calm, but every word was full of bloodthirsty murderous intent, "It's best to tell the truth, Ting Bei can still keep your whole body."

"Otherwise?" Han Shaozong not only did not flinch, but raised his eyebrows and challenged, "Miss Mu Qi, a miracle doctor, also wants me to try ten thousand ways to die?"

Mu Huan saw the deep hatred he had for her from the young man's handsome features. She was surprised, "You hate me very much?"

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

"Who have I killed?" Mu Huan looked steadily at Han Shaozong's cold and gloomy eyes.

"My mother!" Han Shaozong's cheeks twitched, showing a miserable expression, "She is that lowly dancer you talk about."

"Didn't your mother pass away a long time ago? Mu Huan was still studying medicine at that time and had never practiced medicine.

"Yes! It was your mentor who refused to save her and killed her, and you, obviously you could plead for her, but you pretended not to hear anything." Han Shaozong finally vented the hatred that had been buried in his heart for many years, and he 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 mentor never refuses to save the patient, unless the patient is terminally ill and there is no cure!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Han Shaozong didn't accept Mu Huan's statement at all. He yelled paranoidly, "My mother was only thirty-one 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 save."

"Didn't she write the archive herself? She can write whatever 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."


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