Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 102 Miracle Doctor Village [12] The two parties cooperate and investigate together

Seeing Village Chief Ge's unsightly and delirious appearance, Jiang Ke didn't have any panic or pity, at most he frowned in disgust.

Goblin guessed that he was a borrowed artist, fearing that he would be frightened, his heart trembled, and he said, "This brother..."

However, Jiang Ke ignored him and asked Mo Qing, "Who is he calling an immortal?"

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Me."

Jiang Ke showed a "sure enough" expression.

Mo Qing asked, "Where have you been?"

"The bamboo mountain in the back." Jiang Ke never forgot the quality of role-playing, and added, "Draw the sunrise."

Goblin looked at the two of them rather strangely.

It should be the first time these two meet, why is the atmosphere of talking strange, as if they have known each other for a long time?
"What's going on here?"

Accompanied by a cough, a hoarse voice came from the stairs.

The three of them looked up, and saw a person holding on to the railing, moving down from above step by step, with weak steps.

He also wears a bamboo hat with gauze curtains and gloves, and under the loose clothes, a skinny figure can be seen.

His identity is easy to guess.

There are only three people in Village Chief Ge's family, except for Village Chief Ge, his precious son, and his wife.The one in front of him must be his son.

His name is Ge Mu Guo.

"You are Lao Ge's son, right?" Goblin didn't hide anything. "When your father saw my friend, he suddenly knelt down and yelled, 'God, have mercy.' We were wondering what was going on. what?"

Ge Muguo got closer, raised his head when he heard the sound, and looked carefully at Goblin, Jiang Ke, and Mo Qing.

"Sorry." Ge Muguo's voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

He coughed again, walked towards Village Chief Ge, bent down to help him up: "Dad, it's me."

"Muguo..." Hearing Ge Muguo's voice, Village Chief Ge seemed to regain his sanity. He looked at Ge Muguo blankly with bloodshot eyes, and said excitedly, "Muguo, I saw a god. A god. Apparition!"

Ge Muguo asked, "Where are the gods?"

"There! It's there!" Village Chief Ge pointed at Mo Qing, "She! That's her!"

"She's human."

"She's not human! She's a god! No..." Village Chief Ge shook his head, "No, she's a medical saint! Do you remember, she's the medical saint Xia Yuliang said!"

Hearing "Xia Yuliang" and "Medical Sage", Ge Muguo was taken aback.

After thinking about it, he said to Mo Qing and the others: "Do you mind avoiding it for a while? My dad may have been a little irritated. I have to persuade him."

Having said that, Mo Qing and the other three could not watch a play here anymore, so they left the door and went to the outside yard to stay.

The sun is just right in the morning, and the breeze is gentle.

Mo Qing put his hands in his pockets, squinted at Jiang Ke, and bent his lips: "The dress is quite individual."

Jiang Ke met her eyes.

The four eyes look at each other, quite meaningful.

However, Goblin, who didn't understand the style, wanted to make a point: "You don't know that, artists are like this, what is it called? Art, right?"

Speaking of this, Goblin also asked Jiang Ke, as if asking for approval.

Jiang Ke pretended he didn't hear it, regarded Goblin as an invisible person, and asked Mo Qing, "Have you eaten?"

"not yet."

"I saved a breakfast." Jiang Ke handed over a piece of chocolate and a pack of biscuits, "It's just right, I lost my appetite just now."

"Row."

Mo Qing readily accepted it.

Goblin: "..."

Hold.

What kind of development is this.

Isn't it the first time the two of them met, and they met eyes? !

Old ancestors, don't forget your identity and age, hooking up with juniors is subject to moral condemnation!
While Goblin was frantically barking at the screen, Village Chief Ge's howling in the room gradually died down.After a while, there was no sound at all.

Soon, Ge Muguo walked to the door, glanced at the sunshine outside, and hesitated.

"Come in." Ge Muguo told the three of them.

Through a layer of black gauze, Ge Muguo's expression could not be seen clearly, but Mo Qing could clearly feel that Ge Muguo's eyes had been lingering on him.

Knowing that those who were sick were afraid of light, the three entered the house.

As soon as Goblin stepped through the door, he couldn't wait to ask, "What's the matter?"

"Maybe he recognized the wrong person. Don't worry about it." Ge Muguo said.

His attitude was a little cold.

Goblin thought to himself: That's not necessarily the case.After all, the word "medical sage" can just be linked with Mo Qing.

Without expressing his conjecture, Goblin stared at Ge Muguo and asked, "Xia Yuliang, is that your wife?"

After hesitating for a while, Ge Muguo nodded: "En."

Goblin asked again: "Who is the medical saint your father is talking about?"

Ge Muguo said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

Last night, he heard from his father that three people came to the house, one was a painter, and the other two were a group of Taoist priests.

But, the yellow-haired Taoist priest... Can this be called a Taoist priest?

Charlatans also know how to dye their hair black and put on Taoist robes.These two are lawless, they come out to bluff and deceive after dyeing their hair yellow.

"I can't tell." Goblin narrowed his eyes, "I'm good at slaying demons, my friend—"

Turning slightly sideways, Goblin pointed at Mo Qing: "It's her, who is good at treating diseases and saving lives."

"Which university did you graduate from? Do you have a certificate?" Ge Muguo's voice was harsh but full of sarcasm.

Goblin coughed and said, "She is a Chinese medicine practitioner."

Ge Muguo asked again: "Where did the teacher come from?"

"..."

This, Goblin is hard to say.

Mo Qing spoke at the right time: "Qihuang Yimai."

Hearing the sound, Ge Muguo was stunned for a long time, looked at Mo Qing through the black gauze for a long time, and said: "Qihuang's lineage hides from the world. In these years, I have not seen many real Qihuang doctors, but there are charlatans everywhere."

Mo Qing's eyebrows moved slightly, a little surprised.

When saying "Qihuang Yimai", Mo Qing never thought that Ge Muguo knew about "Qihuang Yimai".After all, when talking to Mrs. Mo and Mo Suian, they had never even heard of "Qihuang Yimai", and they thought she was talking nonsense.

"You don't believe it." Mo Qing said slowly, "But since you know the Qihuang vein, you must know that your symptoms are not curses, but poisoning. I will try it, believe it or not."

"you……"

Ge Muguo hesitated.

After a while, he compromised and said, "My wife, Xia Yuliang, is from the Miracle Doctor Village. The so-called medical saint is the belief of everyone in their village. As for why my father regards you as a medical saint, I don't know."

"Your wife is from the Miracle Doctor Village?" Goblin asked in surprise.

"Yes." Ge Muguo nodded, "She is an orphan. She studied medicine in the Miracle Doctor Village since she was a child. There is only one high school nearby, and she and I are classmates. She wants to be a doctor..."

"However, it's not a Chinese medicine doctor, but a surgeon."

"After she graduated, she became a doctor as she wished, and she still had the chance to get some EMO ratings. But she worked hard and earned very little, and she happened to be pregnant, so I asked her to resign and let her raise a baby in her hometown. My dad Mom takes care of her."

"I didn't expect..." Ge Muguo took a deep breath, "Before she died, for a while, she often went to the mountains to collect herbs, and came back to fiddle with some herbs. She said it was an old prescription for health care, but it was actually poison. She felt that our family, Our village is sorry for her and wants to drag us to die with her."

Goblin frowned: "Since you know it well, why didn't you find a doctor?!"

"Looking for a doctor?" Ge Muguo paused for a moment, then he took a step forward and lifted the gauze curtain suddenly, revealing a bloody and rotting face, "Is it useful to seek a doctor even if I am like this now? If we find a doctor, the whole village will become a laughing stock, and our family will be the sinners of the whole village, even our ancestors’ graves will be lost!"

"So, you would rather let the villagers think it's a curse, let them rely on ghosts and gods, and watch them die with you. Just to protect your own family?" Goblin asked word by word, his tone Packed with anger.

His fists were raised.

"No way." Ge Muguo argued, "Even if we tell the truth, people in our village don't believe in doctors at all! What's more, are doctors omnipotent?"

"You disregard human life!" Goblin was furious.

Ge Muguo said: "Whatever you say."

Goblin raised his head: "I will explain the situation to the villagers!"

"casual."

Ge Muguo coughed again.

This time, he coughed violently and directly coughed up a pool of blood, which was shocking to see.

If he didn't stay here, Ge Muguo would definitely leave and believe in this world.

Goblin raised his fist, but lowered it again.It's just that there was a fire in my heart.

If Ge Muguo was healthy, Goblin's punch must have hit Ge Muguo in the face.However, Ge Muguo was very ill, if he punched him down, Ge Muguo might die.

At that time, he would be happy in his heart, but if he turned around, he would have to get into trouble.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, even Huos can't keep him.

"Cure it if you can." Ge Muguo hesitated for a while, then dropped a word, and walked slowly towards the stairs.

He moved up step by step, which was more difficult than going down the stairs.

However, the three people present did not show any compassion at all, and looked at this scene indifferently, without any intention of reaching out to help.

"Are you scared?" Goblin turned his head and said to Painter Jiang, "I advise you to leave early, this village is not normal. Who knows what crazy behavior this group of villagers who mess with feudal superstitions will do, run as soon as you can run."

He is kind.

Unfortunately, Painter Jiang didn't appreciate it.

Jiang Ke ignored Goblin again and asked Mo Qing, "I'm going to the back mountain in the afternoon, do you want to go with me?"

Mo Qing rolled his eyelids: "It depends on the situation."

"What are you doing in the back mountain?" Goblin was anxious, "Didn't I tell you to go? You're in good shape, why don't you join in the fun?"

Glancing at him, Jiang Ke finally responded to him: "I paint the sunset."

Goblin was extremely shocked: "Don't you think this village is panicking?"

"I think..." Jiang Ke paused for a moment, then smiled suddenly, looking even more frightened, "This village has a sense of art. Isn't evening, villages, and zombies very interesting?"

"..."

Interesting ass!

This man is a pervert!

Goblin now recalled the crowd of people he saw at dawn, and thought that their clothes were full of rotting flesh, like zombies, and he felt goosebumps all over his body for no reason.

This painter looks like a dog, why did he do such scary things!
"Whatever you want." Goblin rushed to the river and threw a sentence, and then pulled Mo Qing aside.

He turned his head and found that Jiang Ke was carrying a drawing board on his shoulder, with his left hand in his pocket, and he was looking at them leisurely.At that moment, when he met Jiang Ke's eyes, he felt a chill.

Goblin flinched, and then, thinking that Mo Qing was by his side, he bolstered his courage: "I'm a little perceptive, don't you see that we are going to whisper, can you avoid it?"

"You talk about yours." Jiang Ke said lightly, "I eavesdropped on mine."

Goblin: "..."

Have some face, eavesdropping on you, you, you are clearly listening!
Mo Qing glanced at the two who were about to quarrel, stopped it in time, and said to Goblin, "He is not an outsider."

"What?" Goblin was stunned.

Mo Qing said again: "I know him."

"Oh……"

Goblin showed a look of sudden realization.

No wonder they look like acquaintances!

The co-authors are really acquaintances!

"His surname is Jiang, he is a poor student, he is half-level, and he is a little more attractive." Mo Qing completed Jiang Ke's newcomer design in a few words and gave him a clear position.

Goblin: "..."

Jiang Ke: "..."

"Let's get down to business." Mo Qing brought the topic back on track, "Go and have a chat with Village Chief Ge, and while he's quite frightened, come up with some more words."

"Good idea." Goblin nodded, "What about you?"

Mo Qing said, "I'll go and see those girls who are not sick."

Jiang Ke followed, "I happen to want to see it too."

Mo Qing squinted at him: "What are you looking at?"

"Look..." Jiang Ke almost entered the hole she dug, paused, and uttered a word, "Sick."

Mo Qing was satisfied, and asked again: "Bring your drawing board?"

Jiang Ke glanced at the drawing board on his shoulder, and said, "There must be some reason."

The next plan of the three of them was thus determined.

After simply eating some snacks to satisfy their hunger, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke left Village Chief Ge's house, while Goblin stayed at Village Chief Ge's house, preparing his "routine" plan.

……

During the daytime, the village is surrounded by sunshine, the grass grows and warblers fly, and occasionally smoke rises from the chimneys of houses, which is peaceful.

At first glance, there is nothing unusual about the village.

However, if you look around carefully, you will find that the people in the fields and vegetable fields are all women, and those who wash clothes by the river and are busy in front of the house are all women.There was no sign of a man.

"Like a daughter's country." Jiang engraved a pertinent evaluation.

Mo Qing said, "It's quite harmonious."

Jiang Ke glanced at her from the corner of his eye.

"A village that favors boys over girls is now maintained by women." Mo Qing raised his eyebrows, "It's ironic that Xia Yuliang arranged this."

"Just like this, nothing can be changed." Jiang Ke said, "On the contrary, they did all the work that they should not have done."

Mo Qing was noncommittal.

Perhaps, Xia Yuliang didn't think about it that much at all, but just wanted to feel compassion for this group of people, didn't want to hurt them, and gave them the antidote before he died.

Looking around, Mo Qing saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in the field below.

The girl tied her ponytail and was digging the field with a hoe.

Mo Qing walked over, half squatted on the edge of the ground, and said to her, "Hello."

When the girl heard the sound, she raised her head and glanced at her, but after only one glance, she hurriedly lowered her head again, and continued to be busy with her own affairs.A look of "refusal to communicate".

Mo Qing was a bit difficult to deal with.

At this moment, Jiang Ke walked up to Mo Qing, put down the artist, took out a sketchbook, and said to the girl, "Can I draw you a picture?"

"what?"

The girl looked up in shock, embarrassed and flustered.

The moment he saw Jiang Ke, his face flushed with a swipe.

(End of this chapter)