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After a short pause, Mu Bingyue simply said, "To put it simply, this bean type of food will worsen Grandmother's damaged viscera, so you will feel excruciating pain no matter what. The food I opened was made of a small amount of the best protein, and there was very little salt, so Grandmother's meals were light and without any sugar. It's my fault that I didn't always stay by Grandmother's side. "

Although Mu Bingyue didn't go into the details about this profession, she reminded him repeatedly that other than the recipes she had prepared, he couldn't eat too much.

The madame looked unsightly. She glanced at Ninth Miss, hesitating to speak.

Ninth Miss's face was pale, but she could not refute his words. "Grandmother, this little slut is spouting nonsense, do you really have to believe it? "She's speaking in a strange manner. I've never heard such nonsense before. You …"

The madame did not seem to blame him. Instead, she patted Ninth Miss's hand and comforted her, "Grandmother knows that you are a filial son. However, Little Seven is my doctor now, so I will listen to her with regards to food." "Alright, you can go now. It won't be too late for you to come and honor me when Grandmother is done."

Ninth Miss helplessly glared at Mu Bingyue and threatened angrily, "Wretch, don't be arrogant, I won't let you off! You're going to have a bad luck soon! "

Finishing his words, he rushed out in a flustered and exasperated manner. He looked at Mu Bingyue with eyes filled with malice and viciousness, as though he was preparing some vicious plan …

Mu Bingyue pretended to be scared as she lowered her head, covering the killing intent in her eyes.

This Ninth Miss was always against him, it seemed like … He had to teach her a lesson!

When the old mistress' pain subsided, Mu Bingyue did not leave. She only said that she would wait on the old mistress herself, afraid that there might be any more mistakes.

On the surface, the madame looked moved, but Mu Bingyue knew that if Ninth Miss was locked up for one night, she could come out to deliver the soup.

She was an unknown person and her master was a coroner. If the two factors were added together, Mu Bingyue would never be able to obtain the madame's love in this lifetime.

It didn't matter. What she wanted wasn't to be betrothed to the Mu residence!

The reason why she would diagnose the old lady's illness was to find an opportunity to stay in Mu Family …

In Ninth Miss's yard.

She rattled the boxes on the counter, making a sound of 'pong peng'. She couldn't get over her anger, so she went to get the blue-and-white porcelain bottles on the bookshelves. servant, the maid, knelt on the floor and tried to persuade her, but to no avail.

When she was tired from the fall, she heard a noble and calm voice from outside. With a doting tone, she said, "Who dares to offend my daughter again?!"

Ninth Miss's angry face reddened when she heard the voice. She rushed up to welcome him, and saw a middle-aged woman dressed in noble clothes looking pained at the door. Tears flowed down Ninth Miss's face as she said, "Mother, you have to help me vent my anger, wuu …." "I want to kill that little bitch. I want her dead. I want her to never appear in front of me again!

The middle-aged woman was Ninth Miss's mother, and her name was Lin Fengjiao. When she heard her daughter's words, she immediately hugged her close to her chest, her eyes emitting a sinister light. She patted Ninth Miss's arm and comforted her, "Jiu Er, mother knows.

As Lin Fengjiao spoke, she took out a jade green porcelain bottle. Ninth Miss's face grew excited, but she did not dare step forward as if she was avoiding the bottle, "Mother, you want her … "Life?"