Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 10 Number 404 [02] The grandmother is on top, and the great-grandson is worshipped

The hospital is divided into two floors.

There are three rooms on the first floor.One is the front hall, with a rest area, front desk and medicine cabinet, one is the consultation room, which is used by doctors to see patients, and the other is the medicinal material warehouse, which is convenient for replenishing the medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet at any time.

The second floor is the living area, the same three rooms, one bedroom and two living rooms, with a kitchen and toilet.

Mo Qing was led upstairs by the young man.

"What's your name?" Mo Qing asked.

"Min Chang."

"Oh. Jiang Qiyi's rival in love?"

"Maybe," Min Chang raised his eyelids, and answered the words generously, "I don't know."

Min Chang pushed open a door, and the living room furnishings appeared in front of him, which was not spacious.However, what attracted Mo Qing's attention immediately was not the living room, but the sound of coughing from the bedroom.

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows.

Just by hearing the sound, you can tell that you are dying.

Min Chang frowned and looked at Mo Qing, although he didn't believe that she was really old fashioned, but...

Since he was a child, he was indoctrinated with the idea that "the mission of the descendants of the Min family is to wait for a girl named 'Mo Qing' to come to their door".

Although Min Chang didn't know why his luck was so bad, his ancestors waited for a hundred years without waiting, but his generation did.However, the family rules come first, and he will not ignore it again if he commits a mess.

He said: "Sit down whatever you want, I'll go and talk to Grandpa."

He went into the bedroom.

Seeing that the life in the house was not long, Mo Qing ignored the matter of being thrown in the living room.

A pile of ancestral tablets are enshrined in the living room, with "Prophet Min" at the top, followed by his descendants.Mo Qing took a few glances and noticed a few family portraits on one side. Through the tablets and photos, he clarified the relationship between Prophet Min's descendants.

Prophet Min has two sons and a daughter, and now only one son is still alive—that is, the one in the room.

In later generations, the descendants are weak, and now only Min Chang's line is left.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the situation of "Min Chang and Grandpa relying on each other" is clear at a glance, and the situation is quite miserable.

After a while, Min Chang came out with an indescribable expression.His gaze stayed on Mo Qing's face strangely, and he squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Grandpa let you in."

Mo Qing looked back: "Let?"

"...Please." Min Chang changed his words resignedly.

Mo Qing walked over.

Min Chang held the door, looked at her vigilantly, and then whispered: "My grandfather is seriously ill, you...don't let him fluctuate too much."

Looking up, before Mo Qing could respond, an old voice came from inside: "Have you gone to pour tea?"

"immediately."

Min Chang replied.Then, he took another look at Mo Qing before walking towards the living room.

The light was on in the bedroom, Mo Qing pushed the door open completely, and saw the old man on the bed.The old man who is nearly ninety years old has gray hair, thin bones, and is troubled by illness, but his eyes are piercing, shining with hope, shining brightly.

He was trembling, trying to get out of bed tremblingly.

"Lie down."

Mo Qing walked over, put his hand on his shoulder, and pushed him back skillfully.He was still ignorant, but Mo Qing had already thrown the pillow behind him and told him to sit down.

With tears in his eyes, the old man said in a hoarse voice, "Aunt Mo."

"You are Prophet Min's son, Min Chenghuai?" Mo Qing asked.

Even if it is her, facing this situation, there is an indescribable weirdness.

When she closed and opened her eyes, the younger generation stepped into the coffin with one foot.

"Yes."

"I'm just passing by, let's take a look." Mo Qingyun said calmly, "You don't have to be formal."

Min Chenghuai took a breath and asked, "Are you here for the acupuncture needles?"

Mo Qing remained calm: "Do you know the whereabouts of the acupuncture needles?"

"Acupuncture needles have always been kept in the Huichun Pavilion." Min Cheng was surprised by Mo Qing's question, but he answered honestly, "my father said that only you can use this thing in this world to help the world and save the people. The reason why the Huichun Pavilion has been opened until now is not Changing the address is just waiting for you to come back one day so that we can return the acupuncture needles to their original owners."

Mo Qing has superb medical skills, good at Western medicine and Chinese medicine.

The Min family is a family of Chinese medicine practitioners. In Prophet Min's generation, the medical clinic was destroyed during the war. Prophet Min turned to join the revolution and met Mo Qing on the battlefield.

By coincidence, Mo Qing recognized Prophet Min as his brother-in-law and taught Prophet Min his medical skills.At the end of the war, she helped Prophet Min open a medical clinic.

Because Mo Qing didn't know what would happen to him, he gave a set of acupuncture needles to Prophet Min.

Who would have thought...

Not only did this guy offer up the acupuncture needles, but he also wanted to "return the property to its original owner".

"Knock knock."

The door was knocked twice, and Min Chang came over with a cup of tea.

Seeing him, Min Chenghuai hurriedly said, "Min Chang, go and get grandma's acupuncture needles."

Min Chang: "..." It's too late.

His hands trembled slightly, and tea spilled out, scalding the back of his hands.But he didn't care, he looked up at Mo Qing, his heart sank when he suddenly saw Mo Qing's calm and clear gaze.

—what did she know?
"Let's talk about it later." Mo Qing looked away and said to Min Chenghuai, "You and Min Chang both feel normal when they see me. How do you know that I will definitely come?"

Even she didn't know about waking up.

How did the Min family know?

"My father said it." Min Chenghuai said, "He said you will definitely come. The younger generation of the Min family have known about your existence since they were sensible, so seeing you will not be surprising."

Min Chang came over, holding a chair in one hand and tea in the other.

He put the chair behind Mo Qing, passed the tea to Mo Qing, and said, "Drink tea."

"Huh?" Mo Qing narrowed his eyes.

"..." Min Chang's forehead twitched with veins, he took a slow breath, calmed down his irritable mood, and said, "Please drink tea."

Mo Qing said lightly: "Let it go."

"..."

Min Chang's jaw was tense, and he lowered his eyes to put the tea on the bedside table.

Seeing Min Chang's performance, Min Chenghuai was quite dissatisfied and scolded him a few words.

Min Chang did not refute Min Chenghuai, but stood quietly aside, motionless like a stake.

——He wants to see how rare this thing can be.

Sitting on the chair, Mo Qing chatted with Min Chenghuai for a few words, and learned about the situation of the descendants of the Min family.

As she expected, only the grandpa and grandson were left in the hospital to depend on each other.However, Min Chenghuai also has a son, that is, Min Chang's father. This man is ignorant, eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles. He has been fooling around outside and has severed ties with Min Chenghuai.

"I'll come again next time."

Seeing that Min Chenghuai was getting weaker and weaker, Mo Qing said something lightly.She grabbed Min Chenghuai's skinny wrist, paused when her fingertips covered her pulse, and then put it under the quilt.

Afterwards, Mo Qing stood up and looked sideways at Min Chang.

Min Chang felt guilty for no reason, and pursed his lower lip.

"You come with me."

After speaking to Min Chang, Mo Qing walked out of the bedroom.

At this time, Min Chenghuai coughed twice, and told Min Chang: "Min Chang, that's your aunt, you have to listen to her. No matter what, you can't disobey her. This is a family rule."

"……Oh."

Min Chang responded, but did not take Min Chenghuai's words at ease.

He walked out of the bedroom and closed the door.Then, he looked towards the living room, slightly surprised.

Mo Qing sat on the single sofa with his legs crossed.Although she was wearing a school uniform, she was not as immature and innocent as her peers. Her demeanor was aloof and cold, as tall as a flower in a high mountain, but at the same time, she was rebellious and unruly.

She has nothing to do with the "hanging pot to save the world, the benevolent sage who heals" described by her ancestors.

However, this is definitely a person who is impressive at a glance.

"Go make some hot tea."

Mo Qing raised his eyelids lazily, speaking in a commanding tone, with an undeniable majesty.

Min Chang paused, thinking of the untouched tea in the bedroom, without saying a word, turned around and poured her a new cup of tea.

He walked up to Mo Qing.

In an instant, Mo Qing's cold eyes pierced his eyebrows, and she looked terrified: "Kneel down and offer tea."

　Min Chang: QAQ, be yourself, I look as old as you.

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　　[Number 404] The plot is officially starting. No. 404 is not a living person in the warehouse of QAQ's eighth base, but Mo Qing is the only one.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)