The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 660 "Everyone, please stay!"

After the official left in the official sedan chair, the smile on Ming Wansheng's face disappeared in an instant. Ming Wansheng devoted his life to contributing to the common people with his own meager efforts, but he was a good local official, and he kept on working hard. Want to get something out of his pocket!
"Fuck!" Master Ming Wansheng, who helped the poor and helped the poor, finally couldn't hold back, and spat in the direction where the official left!
Chacha and Murong Ying who were not far away looked at each other after seeing this scene, and then walked towards Mingfu.

The servant standing under the mansion looked at it, and said in a blunt tone: "Why are you again? What do you want to do this time?"

The servant's voice caught Ming Wansheng's attention. He turned around slowly with his hands behind his back, and it was Chacha and Murong Ying who knew at a glance that their identities were not simple.

Ming Wansheng has a pair of discerning eyes, and he has almost never lost sight in his life. It was because the scene was so chaotic that day, he didn't notice Chacha and the others, knowing that they appeared in front of him now, Ming Wansheng didn't know what to do, so he just Suddenly there was an inner reverence.

It was precisely because of this kind of respect that Ming Wansheng did not dare to neglect Chacha and the others.

"Presumptuous!" Ming Wansheng angrily scolded the servant who spoke just now.

"Master..." The servant who was reprimanded retreated resentfully, Ming Wansheng turned back again, and respectfully cupped his fists at Chacha and the others: "May I ask you why you are here at Mingfu?"

Chacha and Murong Ying glanced at each other, and then said tenderly: "Master Mingfu, I heard that your son Ming Que was seriously ill yesterday, after we heard about it, we wanted to come and see, maybe he can be cured Your son."

A few little dolls have such a big tone!

You must know that looking at all the doctors in Youzhou City, after seeing Ming Que's condition, they would not try again if they had a sky-high consultation fee. One can imagine what kind of impression Ming Que left on the acetylene doctor.

This was the reason why Ming Wansheng had a headache. The sudden appearance of a group of dolls with extraordinary identities surprised Ming Wansheng, but could he really trust these children who were only in their teens?
They are about the same age as Ming Que!
Seeing Ming Wansheng's hesitation, Murong Ying said clearly: "Master Ming's concern is nothing more than worrying that your son Ming Que will not return to his original appearance, but if you think about it, he has already become what he is now. As far as I know, none of the doctors in Youzhou City would be willing to treat your son Ming Que, right?"

Ming Wansheng smiled ashamedly: "What this young master said is very true. My son just bit off the right hand of Yi Langzhong just now, and now no one is willing to treat my son."

That couldn't be better.

"However, can you really save my son Ming Que?"

Murong Ying pretended to be a little impatient: "If Master Ming doesn't believe it, then he can only let Master Ming Que to fend for himself!"

After all, they all turned around and wanted to leave!

Ming Wansheng believed in his own eyesight. After seeing Murong Ying, he knew in his heart that this group of people was not extraordinary. He chased and ran down the steps: "Everyone, please stay!"

Murong Ying turned his back to Ming Wansheng and smiled triumphantly, and he just said, no more than five steps, Ming Wansheng will definitely keep them!

Ming Wansheng cupped his fists and said to them: "This old man has lost his manners. If you don't dislike it, please come and sit in the mansion!"

(End of this chapter)