C39 Gomellide

Fortunately, her Lin Mansion was not far away and Gu Lang and Hong Lang were close by to protect her. Otherwise, with Lin Chuyue's little body, how would she be able to carry Gao Moli?

In the Medicine Hall of the Lin Mansion, a red-clothed man was stripped clean, his body only covered by a layer of white quilt that had been dispelled from the poison.

"Like this, you can sew up the wound after detoxifying it."

Lin Chuyue wore a pair of white gloves, while holding a homemade tweezer to sew up the stitches on his wounds, she told them the things that they should take note of.

And throughout the whole process, Gao Moli who was lying on the bench stared at Lin Chuyue, this woman was truly interesting!

"And remember, the dosage of this anesthetic must be based on one's weight." With another instruction, Lin Chuyue took off his gloves and used it to disinfect the alcohol in her hands.

Sensing Gao Moli's gaze, Lin Chuyue turned around and looked at the enchanting phoenix eyes. She knitted her eyebrows slightly: "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't get up, you're too badly hurt. "

Seeing that Gao Moli wanted to get up, Lin Chuyue hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, "Fortunately, you dodged in time so that it wouldn't cause you any fatal injuries. However, the injuries on your body need to rest for at least half a month."

Seeing that Gao Moli was still wearing the same enchanting smile, even though his face was pale white, it was even more enchanting than a woman's. Lin Chuyue laughed, "Don't look at me like that, it's hairless!"

"If you save me, you will be in great trouble. Are you afraid?"

Gao Moli's words made Lin Chuyue shrug her shoulders: "Who knows, but you saved me before. This time, I will treat it as repaying you for saving my life.

Lin Chuyue had the same attitude towards all the patients. "Young Master Gao ?"

Just as Lin Chuyue wanted to speak, she heard a loud bang. The Medicine Hall door that was initially shut was pushed open by Gao Shiyuan.

Everyone saw the originally roguish old man angrily rush to Gao Moli's side, a pair of eyes burning with anger and concern.

Lin Chuyue's gaze wandered between Gao Shiyuan and Gao Moli, what did the concern in the eyes of the Old Lord Gao mean? Do you know these two?

"Unfilial son, you still know to come back."

"Why can't this noble one come back?" Gao Moli's voice had completely lost hearing the smile just now, and instead carried a dense, cold killing intent that caused the temperature of the Medicine Hall to plummet.

"Where did the injuries on your body come from? Why did you receive such a severe injury?"

Gao Shiyuan did not care about the cold killing intent in Gao Moli's words. He wanted to reach out to pull away the blanket, but he was pushed away by Gao Moli's palm, and the wound that was originally wrapped wide open once again.

Although Lin Chuyue did not know what was happening in front of him, if she allowed the two to continue, the wounds that she had painstakingly sewn would completely collapse.

"Li Le, Zhang Qiao, the two of you heal Young Master Gao's wound. Old Lord Gao, let's go outside and chat."

Lin Chuyue pulled Gao Shiyuan outside, instructing Zhang Qiao and Li Le to stitch the wounds that had been torn open by Gao Moli.

Outside the Medicine Hall, Lin Chuyue looked at Gao Shiyuan with a puzzled expression. When did this old man become so angry?

Gao Shiyuan looked at the bill and sighed, in a moment, it was as if he had aged a dozen years.

"Ai ?" Let's go and have a drink. "

Lin Chuyue was pulled out of the Lin Mansion and headed towards the biggest restaurant, Jade Mansion.

In the private room, exquisite dishes were being served plate after plate, but when Lin Chuyue looked at the distressed look on her face, she did not have much appetite.

"Old Lord Gao, what happened? Do you know Young Master Gao?"

There seemed to be some conflict between Gao Shiyuan and himself that she could not understand. Gao Shiyuan's eyes were filled with both anger and concern. On the contrary, Gao Moli's eyes were filled with endless hatred.

"Know him?" It's more than just knowing each other. "

Holding onto a cup of wine and drinking a cup of good wine, Gao Shiyuan sighed: "He's my son."

"?" The wine cup stopped at the corner of her mouth, causing Lin Chuyue to not be able to react for a while. Gao Moli was Gao Shiyuan's son? It didn't look like it either!

Seemingly sensing the expression in Lin Chuyue's eyes, Gao Shiyuan rolled her eyes at someone else, "Back then, this old man was also a beautiful man, it's just that that child Mo Li looked more like his mother."

However, at this very moment, no matter how fragrant the wine was, Gao Shiyuan still felt like a cow drinking water and didn't know how it tasted like.

"Little girl, do you remember when you met me?"

"Remember, that time you fainted in front of my carriage."

Just that, why did Gao Shiyuan mention this?