Chapter 404
Mo Yuchi's skin was smooth, without any blemishes, and his appearance was almost perfect.

As for Mo Xiqing, his face was really ruined!
Even though their bodies are almost the same, their voices are somewhat similar.

But they can't be alone!

Tang Yimo hurried to the living room, subconsciously glanced at the study room, the lights were on, and human voices could be vaguely heard.

She looked away and quickly walked upstairs to the room.

On the other side, the door of the consulting room.

Uncle Ding told the doctors to leave, looked left and right, turned around and went inside.

The seriously ill man was lying on the hospital bed just now, but now he sat up, the mask was taken off and put aside casually, on the bedside cabinet, there was a strange thing that looked like a human skin mask, with bumps and holes on it. The ups and downs make people feel psychologically uncomfortable.

The man was holding a tissue, and his bony hands were slowly wiping the viscous liquid on his face. The complexion between his fingers was fair, and the skin on his face was firm and flawless, without any blemishes visible.

Uncle Ding stood aside and wiped the sweat from his brow, "It was really thrilling just now."

Mo Yuchi's hands paused, his long and narrow eyes slightly raised, and he glanced at him with a half-smile.

Uncle Ding looked at the human skin mask next to the bed again, and couldn't help admiring, "Thanks to Second Young Master, you have prepared this early, and let Mr. Gao prepare this early, otherwise today's situation would be really difficult to get through—"

In the middle of his speech, he paused, and then said again, "But Second Young Master, how do you know that Madam can't help but secretly lift the mask?"

After wiping his face clean, Mo Yuchi casually threw the tissue into the trash can.

He took out another wet towel, and while wiping his fingers, he got up and walked aside.

Without answering Uncle Ding's question, he just said, "She's not so easy to fool, this time she can stabilize for a while, brother, you have to speed up."

Having said that, Uncle Ding stopped in his tracks, nodded his head and said hello.

Mo Yuchi pushed open a hidden secret door on the wall and walked inside.

There are three or two steps in sight, and the road behind is spacious, brightly lit, and decorated with antique oil lamps on both sides, which looks like another world.

With the light on Mo Yuchi's face, he walked forward with a blank expression, and passed another door not long after.

With a push, it looks like a study.

Gao Ying was standing in front of the executive desk, talking to the empty desk.

Seeing the man come out from the secret passage and reposition the painting used to cover up, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Second Young Master, Madam went back to the room directly and didn't come in."

If Madam came here just now and saw that Second Young Master was not there, he would naturally have a reason to prevaricate, but after all, the risk is too great, Madam is not worried at the moment, the situation is the best.

He stabilized his mind and breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing that the man's face was still stern, he continued to concentrate his mind.

Not long after, Mo Yuchi sat down and asked, "How is the situation over there?"

Gao Ying thought of the news he received this afternoon, and replied, "The young master will be able to undergo the last operation in two days. As long as the operation goes well, the young master will be able to return to China soon."

Hearing this, Mo Yuchi narrowed his eyes, and his expression eased slightly.

For the two young masters of the Mo family, it was rumored that the eldest was paralyzed in bed all year round and was a useless person. This was not just a legend.

Mo Xiqing did lie on the bed for a long time, but behind it, it was because of a car accident that deliberately killed people!

(End of this chapter)

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