President Wife is Pretty and Cool

Zhao Xiumei couldn't help but must grasp the handle of that dead girl.

She didn't care if she wanted to open the door directly.

"You are just a medical student. What kind of disease can you treat? If you don't rush to the hospital, if the condition is delayed, can you afford a life?"

She found that the door was locked from the inside, and this dead girl might do something shameful in it.

"There is nothing wrong with him, we are all married, can't we be alone for a while?"

Lan Anran opened the door and said confidently.

"Lonely men and widows don't know what shameful things they are going to do in a room, don't shame the reputation of the Lan family."

Zhao Xiumei is still reluctant.

"Mom! Jinrong is sick now, the two are married again, or what can I do at the Lan family?"

Lan Tingyun believes that her daughter is a sensible person who understands black and white.

"That may be true."

Zhao Xiumei snorted coldly and stretched her head to explore the situation inside. Lan Anran blocked his sight and laughed.

"Don't worry, grandma, he is fine, please call an ambulance."

After she finished speaking, she closed the door immediately.

Mo Jinrong's illness temporarily stabilized, and Lan Anran understood the general situation. There was no gray pill by her side and could only be replaced by incense for the time being, but the symptoms were not the root cause, and she had to be sent to the hospital.

"In that case, what do you bring to the house, if you die at home..."

Xu Yanshan turned her eyes and stopped talking.

She didn't want to live in a dead house.

"Mrs. Xu, you still have to leave one-third of your life and talk. My young master has no chance with you. You don't have to curse him, right?"

Mo San couldn't listen, retorted.

"Yeah, butler Mo, when you were a young master, you were arrogant, so I won't say anything. Now your identity has been announced. What qualifications does a housekeeper have to say such things to me? Your young master has a big life. Very well, once five wives died, no matter how much I curse him, I can't achieve it, don't you think?"

Xu Yanshan smiled, Lan Yaxin pulled at the corner of her clothes.

"Mom, stop talking."

Lan Yaxin feels that this butler Mo cannot be offended. Although he is not Mo Jinrong, if she succeeds, she will marry the Mo family and become a young grandmother. She still needs to have a good relationship with the Mo family. She doesn't want to live in dire straits. Wealthy.

Lan Anran inside took Mo Jinrong's pulse again, and after making sure that he was okay for the time being, he opened the door with confidence and waited for the doctor to come over.

"Auntie still keeps her morals. If Jinrong has a long time and two shortcomings, it will be her aunt's sin."

Lan Anran smiled.

At this time, Lan Tingyun came up to check Mo Jinrong's condition.

"An Ran, what's going on? Did you already know about his illness?"

Lan Tingyun saw that Mo Jinrong's face was a little better than before, and after touching his pulse to make sure it was all right, her brows gradually stretched.

"Dad, his illness is an old problem, there is no major life-threatening problem, don't worry, the doctor will come over later."

Lan Anran was really relieved. It seemed that Mo Jinrong's illness was not on Mo Ying's body, but a person named Mo Shengli.

"Your child is sick, why didn't you tell us? If I knew about this situation, why wouldn't I let you marry him."

Lan Tingyun complained that he didn't want his daughter to become a widow.

"Mr. Lan, my young master has been there since he was a child, but it will not be contagious and it will not get worse. Don't worry, we haven't told anyone before that the sudden illness today is an accident. Just go to the hospital to rest and rest."

Mo San said.

Just as Lan Tingyun wanted to speak, the ambulance arrived at the door, and several doctors came in and carried Mo Jinrong away.

"Mom and dad, I'll go over and see first, you don't have to worry about it."

Lan Anran comforted the two of them and Mo San got into the car.

Lan Tingyun sighed behind him, frowning invisible.

"How did the young body become like this? This Mo family is too unkind. If this were the case, I would never let her marry."

Zhao Xiumei beat the retreat drum, she pulled Xu Yanshan aside and muttered quietly.

"Mo Jinrong got this kind of disease. If it's bad, he will kill him someday. If Yaxin marries, she will become a living widow someday accidentally. She is young, so what can I do? What? How about..."

Xu Yanshan seemed to have already figured out a countermeasure, she smiled nonchalantly.

"Mom, don't worry. It would be better if Mo Jinrong is gone. The Mo family's property is not all Yaxin. If someday you are pregnant with a boy and a half, even if he is gone, Yaxin will be safe. Rich woman, isn't everything in the Mo family belonged to her and her child?"

Zhao Xiumei also thinks about it. If Mo Jinrong dies due to illness, Lan Yaxin's property will be the property of Lan Yaxin, and they will be able to get a little light afterwards, which seems to be beneficial to them when thinking about it.

"Ya Xin, this Mo Jinrong is ill, but you have a good chance to behave. Now go and make some porridge to Mo Jinrong."

Xu Yanshan smiled.

...

In the car.

Mo Jinrong was lying on the stretcher with an oxygen mask.

"Miss Lan, Master, is he okay?"

Lan Anran shook his head and smiled.

"Don't worry, his condition has improved a lot, and now his crux is not in Mo Ying."

Mo San was a little puzzled. This seemed to be another business, he raised his head and asked.

"Miss Lan, what does this mean? It seems that every time the young master becomes ill, Miss Lan is by her side, and after closing the door for a period of healing, the young master's condition immediately improves a lot. I wonder if Miss Lan has a panacea? After you get it, you don't have to trouble Miss Lan again."

"It's nothing, it's just the earthwork that my neighbor taught me when I was in the country. I am Jinrong's wife. This is a matter of course, but I have never understood one thing. Butler Mo will soon be in the Mo family. Twenty or thirty years, right?"

Lan Anran asked.

"Of course, it's been about 20 years, Miss Lan, just ask if you have anything to do. I will definitely help as long as I can help the young master."

Mo San could see that she seemed to have some questions that she didn't know whether to ask or not.

"Do you know Mo Shengli?"

Mo San was stunned when he heard the name, and looked up at Lan Anran.

How would she know this person?

He had almost forgotten that person in the Mohist school these years, and Lan Anran suddenly mentioned that, and he seemed to remember it again.

"Miss Lan, how do you know this name?"

Mo San asked curiously.

"It's nothing, just now I heard Jin Rong mutter occasionally, this name is a bit curious."

Mo San nodded, seeming to dispel his worries, he thought for a while and laughed.

"I think I should ask the old lady about this matter. I am a housekeeper after all. Some things are inconvenient to talk about. I can only say that this matter is strange and nothing more."

Mo San's words made Lan Anran more curious.