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Chapter 206 Mo Yan wakes up

"Ah, brother, what's wrong with you? How can a teenager like you hit others? Ah, I, I will fight with you." The middle-aged woman wanted to rush up but was stopped by the middle-aged man.

"From this moment on, you, Wenting, are expelled from the sect, and I am no longer your master." I said angrily.

"Haha, Master, who do you think you are? You are dreaming about asking Wen Ting to be your disciple. Are you worthy of it?" The middle-aged woman laughed.

"Master," Wen Ting said in despair. He didn't understand why the master didn't want him anymore because he just said a few words.

"He is my husband. And you should go back to where you came from. If you dare to stay here, you will bear the consequences at your own risk." After saying that, she took Mo Shangxun's hand and prepared to go back.

Mo Shangxun picked me up and kissed me on the mouth.

“Ah, Daddy, look at them,” the girl screamed.

"You are going too far. You actually want to marry a man. Well, it's not impossible to be a concubine. Just don't go out." said the middle-aged man.

"Anyone who dares to enter my house and steal my sister's man shall die," the young man said fiercely.

"She is my wife, and I married her." Mo Shangxun said and then carried me into the hall.

"Oh, Dad, why does he like a man and not me?" the girl cried.

"Be good, Rong'er. Don't worry, I will make your wish come true," said the middle-aged man.

Wen Ting realized that the man he had not met before was not a wandering doctor, but his master. But now, not only did he fail to seek medical treatment, but he was also expelled from the sect. He jumped into the carriage in despair, raised the whip and left.

"Ah, brother, where are you taking Yan'er?" the middle-aged woman shouted.

"Go back," Wen Ting said.

"Didn't you say you would take us to find your master?" said the middle-aged man.

"I took you to look for it, but what did you do?" Wen Ting said angrily.

"As soon as you get off the carriage, you'll surrender and ask my master to marry you. So what do you want me to call you?" Wen Ting pointed at the girl.

"And you, you said she was not worthy of being my master. Now she refuses treatment and expel me from the sect. Are you happy now?" Wen Ting pointed at the middle-aged woman.

“Don’t be afraid, brother. We are the Mo family. Although your brother-in-law is not welcomed by the family, he is still a member of the Mo family after all. The Wen family and the young master will all be on your side,” said the middle-aged man.

"Haha, you are on my side, haha, you, yes you, you still want my master to be your concubine, and you want her to treat your son's illness, just dream on." Wen Ting said and left.

Soon after, the carriage stopped at an intersection. Wen Ting climbed into the carriage and saw a pale sleeping handsome man. He sighed, "Oh, how could I have such a sister and brother-in-law. They left your illness untreated just to choose a husband. Is it just because you are the eldest sister's child that they treat a motherless child like this?"

"Uncle, don't be sad, I'm awake." A faint voice reached Wenting's ears.

Wen Heng was stunned. He looked at the skinny beautiful boy and said, "Yan'er, Yan'er, you woke up. When did you wake up?"

"Uncle, you have a pleasant scent that woke me up," the boy said weakly.

"What a nice smell, ah, no way." Wen Heng shouted while frantically searching his pockets. After a while, he found two small bottles. The cap of one of the bottles was loose, but fortunately the powder inside was not spilled.

Wen Ting heaved a sigh of relief and said, "This is a treasure given by Master. Smell it and it smells like this."

"Yes, that's the scent I smell," the boy said after taking a sniff.

"Ah, wuwu, wuwu, wuwu, Master, I, I'm so sorry. I regret that you had already calculated that Mo Yan was poisoned and found an antidote for me, but I brought you trouble. Wuwu, wuwu, Master." Wen Ting cried.