A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song QingHan found that when he thought of Wu Dahu's marriage with Merck, he didn't even have a ripple in his heart.

It's like Wu Dahu is not his husband. They are just passers-by.

However, he did not regret his coming to see Wu Dahu. After all, Wu Dahu's injury was cured by him. Although the most important memory of the two people was lost in this process, the person was still good...

Song QingHan was absorbed in thinking. As soon as he walked into his residence, he found that it was Wu Tan's face which had not been seen for a long time.

He paused and said in a deep voice, "what are you doing here?"

Utan glanced at his sleeve, and saw that it was stained with blood, but he didn't care. He chuckled: "you are kind-hearted. If you can't protect yourself, you have to take care of others."

Song QingHan frowned. He always felt that the meaning revealed in his words was a little dangerous. He said in a cold voice, "aren't you preparing for a big marriage? I'm not in your way. It's impossible that Wu Dahu's memory has recovered? "

Seeing that he also knew that he was going to get married, a strange flash flashed in Wu Tan's eyes. He said with a smile: "it seems that you have been very moist here. Look at this small chin, it looks more pleasing to the eye, but it's a pity..."

he waved, and a servant suddenly came in with a bowl of black soup, which had a strong flavor, even if song QingHan could not analyze it I also know that it must not be a good thing.

After taking over the bowl of soup, Wu Tan looked at Song QingHan with burning eyes and said in a soft voice: "thanks to you, the tiger's injury has been healed, only the memory has not recovered. However, judging from his current attitude towards me, even if the memory is restored, it will not have any impact on our feelings. Ha ha, I'm afraid you don't believe it. Wu Dahu is better to me than I am to him...

Song QingHan pretended not to hear the ostentation in Wu Tan's words, but the impatience between his eyebrows revealed his mind.

"Since you have said that I will not be a stumbling block between you, why do you have to kill me? Are you not afraid to be charged with murder against the queen

Utan's hand stopped, eyebrow corner a pick, surprised: "you even know the meaning of that piece of bone Pei? Who told you that? "

Without waiting for song QingHan to answer, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "what if you know? Because you're not going to kill me at all

Song QingHan saw him approaching him step by step, and instantly overlapped the scene with his previous memory. He was struck by the fear of medication, which made him shake his sleeve and hold the scalpel tightly in his hand.

If utan can be killed quietly, he may have a chance to escape. After all, for the sake of confidentiality, there are only him and utan in the room at this time.

However, utan didn't even look at Song QingHan's arm, so he reached out and hit him on his elbow with lightning speed. He grabbed his two hands at the same time and fixed them on his waist.

With a clang, the scalpel fell to the ground, which made song QingHan shiver.

Utan chuckled, but his eyes were cold. He said in a low voice, "I said last time, if you drink it well, you don't need me to use force. Now it's so hard...

Song QingHan sensed the dangerous breath from him, swallowed his breath, calmed down his emotions, and said calmly:" before I drink it, at least tell me Tell me what its effect is, or even if you don't want me to die, I'll die of all kinds of accidents. Believe me, I'm a doctor

There was a flicker of hesitation in utan's eyes, but when he saw song QingHan's assistant's powerless appearance, the hesitation disappeared instantly and he said with a smile: "in this case, I will tell you generously that this medicine is abortion medicine."

Song QingHan's heart was tight and frowned: "abortion medicine? Is it really Merck's order? "

Seeing his unbelievable appearance, utan said happily, "what? Do you really regard the Lord as a good man? You know... Your stomach is for him to have a baby. "

Listening to Wu Tan's wild laughter, song QingHan's heart did not have a trace of waves. He said in a low voice: "if this is the case, it's even more impossible to feed me to drink abortion medicine, because the child in my stomach has been more than three months. At this time, it will have a great impact on my body, and I may not be able to have children in the future."

Utan curled his mouth and said without expression: "who let you not drink the slippery fetus medicine which is harmless to your body. Now it's too late. Only the strong medicine can be drunk."

Song QingHan's scalp was tight, and he suddenly understood what the so-called tonic that Wutan had given him a few days ago was something. For a moment, he felt the pain in his lower abdomen, as if the bowl of medicine finally worked.

Probably because he felt that he had lost too much time here, utan stopped talking, directly squeezed song QingHan's chin, forced him to open his mouth, and put the bowl of medicine to his mouth.

"What are you doing?"

Wu Dahu's voice suddenly came from the door. It sounded a little confused and surprised.

Wu Tan's hand was suddenly pushed away by song QingHan. The bowl on his hand fell to the ground, and the black medicine juice was sprinkled on the ground, and it was not in the soil for a while.Song QingHan ran two steps in the direction of Wu Dahu, but Wu Dahu went straight to Wutan as if he had not seen him. His eyes showed anxiety and said in a deep voice, "are your hands OK?"

Wutan, who wanted to get angry, blushed when he felt the temperature on his hand. The whole person turned into a pool of spring water. He lowered his head slightly and said in a soft voice: "it's OK. It's just a little scared... How did you come here? Come to him? "

Song QingHan pretended not to hear the evil spirit in Wutan dialect, and looked at Wu Dahu's face tightly, as if to find some clues from it.

Wu Dahu looked up at Song QingHan, then lowered his head again. He shook his head slightly to Wutan and said slowly, "I'm here to find you. Is this his room? What are you doing here? I can't see you're a little flustered

Wu Tan Ben was thinking about whether to tell Wu Dahu the truth. When he heard Wu Dahu's last words, he immediately opened his heart and leaned close to his ear and said in a low voice: "the Lord ordered that the fetus in his womb should be knocked out. I forgot about it before, and now I think that we should do it on the eve of the wedding, so as not to affect our good deeds."

After listening to his explanation, Wu Dahu looked in the direction of song QingHan's stomach. When he saw the slightly raised radian, he sighed softly, took Wutan's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Wutan, Wutan, how can you do this by yourself? Don't you know karma