It wasn't until the servant brought Dr. Zhang into Ye Moze's room that Ye Moze stood up and said, "Hurry up and show her what's going on!"

"Okay, okay, don't worry, don't worry, I'll give your wife a good look at her!" Dr. Zhang deliberately teased Ye Moze. He had met this girl at the engagement party.

After Dr. Zhang diagnosed Han Shui'er, he began to scold Ye Moze: "You said you kid can't take care of your own wife? You didn't even know her wound was infected?"

"What? Wound infection?" Ye Moze was surprised, "How could a wound be infected?"

"I have to ask you, haven't you taken good care of your wife? Judging from the wound, it has probably been opened several times!" Dr. Zhang looked at Ye Moze dissatisfied, "Sure enough, you kid just doesn't feel pain.

Cherish my wife!"

"Hey! You old man, if you don't say a few words to me, you'll die!"

"Okay, this is the prescription I prepared myself. Let your servant go to my hospital to get Chinese medicine according to this prescription! I guarantee that it will be better than other Western medicines and Chinese medicines!"

"Listen to you once! I'd better go by myself, lest they make a mistake!" After saying that, Ye Moze rushed out of the door without saying a word...

"Brother Mo Yan... Mo Yan... why, why don't you want Shui'er... why... why..." Han Shui'er fell into a dream, mumbling in her sleep.

When the man who was bandaging the wound on her leg heard this murmuring, he was startled and couldn't help but shake his head: "It seems that Ozawa is feeling better now...young people nowadays...sigh..."
Chapter completed!