Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 110 Miracle Doctor Village [20] Seeing Zhang San, Mo Qing is Recognized
"Did you see it?"

The soft voice entered the ears with the wind.

"See what?" Mo Qing suddenly turned around.

Jiang Ke raised his hand to his forehead, and his figure swayed.

Mo Qing quickly walked towards him and held his shoulders.

"What about the medicine?" she asked.

Jiang Ke shook his head to wake himself up, and then reached for the medicine bottle in his pocket.

Seeing his movements, Mo Qing took a step ahead of him, took out the medicine bottle, poured out two pills in the palm of his hand, and then fed them into Jiang Ke's mouth.

When the palms touched his lips, the two paused and looked at each other.

Immediately, tacitly act as if nothing happened.

After Jiang Ke took the medicine, Mo Qing felt that the weight of the medicine bottle was much lighter. After shaking it, she heard the tinkling sound inside. She was surprised: "Is there only so little left?"

"Ah."

Jiang Ke pressed his fingers against his temples and rubbed them.

Mo Qing frowned and asked, "Have you had frequent seizures recently?"

"Fortunately."

Jiang Ke said vaguely.

In fact, since Mo Qing gave him an injection last time, he had frequent headaches, awakened from nightmares, and his memory was disturbed.

Although the legends about Mo Qing are becoming more and more true, but in Jiang Ke's view, Mo Qing now looks like a walking quack doctor.

"Do you mind—"

Mo Qing suddenly approached Jiang Ke, his eyes rolled up and down, scanning his face carefully, and finally fixed his gaze on his eyes.

She asked, "Shall I open your head?"

"..." A sense of crisis crept up his spine with a chill, Jiang Ke said without thinking, "I really mind."

"I usually don't open people's skulls." Mo Qing felt a little regretful.

Jiang Ke agreed: "It can be seen." Unless it is absolutely necessary, who would dare to open her head.

Mo Qing clicked his tongue: "You question my medical skills?"

The special medicine made Jiang Ke recover a lot, and he told Mo Qing directly: "I'm really glad you have this wink."

Mo Qing raised the medicine bottle: "How about this?"

Jiang Ke glanced at it and said, "I tested it, and it turned out not to be poisonous. In view of the legend about you, I will treat it as witchcraft for the time being."

"..."

Good guy, I would rather believe in witchcraft than her medical skills.

Mo Qing laughed back in anger: "Aren't your eyeballs growing well?"

Jiang Ke understood in a second: "You call me blind?"

"so smart."

Throwing down a word coldly, Mo Qing turned around and left.At the same time, throw the medicine bottle back.

Jiang Ke caught the medicine bottle.

He looked at Mo Qing's back as he walked forward quickly, smiled with his lips curled up, put away the medicine bottle, and followed Mo Qing closely.

Mo Qing didn't look back: "Three meters away."

"Is two meters okay?" Jiang Ke bargained with her.

"..."

Mo Qing simply ignored him.

Jiang Ke regarded her as acquiescing, and drew closer to her.

*
After walking another 300 meters, Mo Qing saw a wooden house surrounded by platycodon flowers.

There are no houses near the road, and it is all medicinal fields. The wooden house is located in the center, and there is a path covered with gravel, and the ground is clean and free of weeds.

Mo Qing stopped and looked at the wooden house.

Suddenly, footsteps approached behind him.

Mo Qing glanced at Jiang Ke's face, and swallowed the word "three meters" again.

Jiang Ke glanced at the Erguotou in her hand and asked, "Can I drink it?"

"It's okay." Mo Qing replied.

"I'm afraid." Jiang Ke stretched out his hand and took the bottle of Erguotou, "I'll do it."

Mo Qing wondered if he meant "not drinking well", and said speechlessly, "Can you listen to me?"

"Next time definitely."

Jiang Ke carried the bottle of Erguotou, waved his hand, and walked towards the gravel road first.

It's still a little cool in the mountains in spring, especially after it rained overnight and the temperature dropped sharply.

Jiang Ke was dressed thinly, with a sweater and sweatpants, which was simple and refreshing, and his slightly long hair was tied casually, which seemed a little casual and free and easy.

He was walking on the gravel road, with the wind passing by, his walking posture was relaxed and comfortable, not at all in the same state as when he was in Jiang's house.

The cold and steady Master Jiang, the elegant and sinister Chopin, the idle street vendor, the casual and free-spirited painter...

Mo Qing stood behind, staring at his back, unable to tell which one was him.

When he walked to the wooden house, Mo Qing stopped beside Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke stretched out his finger, pushed down the flat glasses, and reminded: "Three meters."

"What do you owe?" Mo Qing glanced over with a cold look.

The corners of Jiang Ke's lips curled up slightly.

After a pause for a few seconds, Mo Qing seemed to be infected for some reason, so he also raised his lips and smiled.

Mo Qing shouted, "Is anyone there?"

"coming."

An impatient voice came from the cabin.

very young.

Also, a little familiar.

After a while, a figure was seen coming out of the open door.It was Gu Wanwan.

The ragged coat seems to be the symbol of Gu Wanwan, he is still wrapped in the ragged coat, he seems to be in a bad mood, his eyebrows are pressed down, and his eyes are slightly irritated.However, when he saw Mo Qing and Jiang Ke, he was taken aback.

"What's the matter with you, you are everywhere?" Gu Wanwan scratched his hair, and after complaining, he noticed the things in the hands of the two, "Come to look for Zhang San?"

Both Mo Qing and Jiang Ke came to the village for the first time, so it is impossible to know about Zhang San's existence and habits. The people in the guest house must have told them.

Therefore, Gu Wanwan also guessed about their intentions.

Raising his hand to support the door, Gu Wanwan said to the two, "Come in."

The wooden house is a one-story building, but the foundation is elevated, and there are stairs on the left and right leading to the main entrance.There are rattan chairs and tea tables outside the door, and it looks like a person enjoying life.

Mo Qing and Jiang Ke followed Gu Wanwan into the house.

The room is very spacious, but it is filled with the smell of various herbs, which is a bit like a prescription.

"Third Uncle, someone is looking for you." Gu Wanwan called out.

"Who?"

Someone answered.

It's the restaurant on the right.

Gu Wanwan walked to the door of the restaurant, and leaned against the door frame like a boneless: "The person who brought Xia Yuliang back."

I didn't even think about it inside: "No see."

Gu Wanwan said "oh", turned around, and told Mo Qing and Jiang Ke about Zhang San's intentions: "He said he didn't see him."

Mo Qing rubbed his ears, not polite: "I heard."

"Please." Gu Wanwan pointed outside.

"It's all here, it's okay to see each other." Mo Qing strode towards the door of the restaurant, and when Gu Wanwan reached out to block it, she raised her hand to sweep him away, and Gu Wanwan was staggered by her push.

The corner of Gu Wanwan's mouth twitched.

He glanced at Mo Qing's back, and was about to hit a rock with an egg again, but this time, Jiang Ke, who was pacing up, gave him a sideways glance, and blocked him with his hand, shaking him away again.

Gu Wanwan's arm was numb from the shock.

Rubbing his arms, Gu Wanwan glanced at the two "robbers" and hissed.

--do not care.

Inside the restaurant.

Mo Qing took a step in and then stopped.

Sitting at the dining table was an old man, in his early sixties, with black and shiny hair, and a radiant look that did not look old.He was wearing a tattered coat and was holding a glass of wine.

There was a mess of cups and plates on the table.

It seems that he had a drink with Gu Wanwan.

"Gu Wanwan, I think you should chop yourself up and use it as my fertilizer, you can't even stop the two of you..." Zhang San muttered, stuffed a peanut into his mouth, and put the wine glass on the table .

He looked up.

At this moment, the original dissatisfaction and boredom turned into shock and trance.

"Cough cough cough..."

After two seconds of silence, Zhang San suddenly choked on peanuts and coughed non-stop, patting his chest.

Gu Wanwan heard the movement, entered the restaurant, and poured him a glass of water.

However, as soon as he brought the water over, Zhang San's coughing stopped.

"You—" Zhang San took a breath, raised his head, pointed at Mo Qing, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Mo Qing."

"..."

Zhang San was quiet again, motionless, as if petrified.

Gu Wanwan pushed his shoulder: "Third Uncle?"

Zhang San moved a little.

Gu Wanwan heaved a sigh of relief: "I thought you died in the same place."

"You son of a bitch." Zhang San cursed, kicked Gu Wanwan with his feet.

Gu Wanwan hurried out of the way.

"Hey," Gu Wanwan took another two steps closer, "I've verified that her name is Mo Qing. The one I told you about, at best, has the same name and surname, and they are not related."

Zhang San took a deep breath, looked at him deeply, then raised his glass, raised his head, and drank the wine in one gulp.

He thought to himself: You know what a fart.

Gu Wanwan had never seen a picture of "Mo Qing", but he had, so when he saw the man at the door, he thought he saw a ghost.

"Both of you," Zhang San paused, looked at them carefully for half a moment, and finally said, "Sit down."

Mo Qing glanced at the messy dining table, stood there without moving, and said with disgust, "We have to clean it up."

"Give you face—"

Gu Wanwan was very dissatisfied and walked towards them.

At this time, Zhang San suddenly raised his leg and kicked Gu Wanwan's ass: "Go and clean up."

Gu Wanwan patted the dust and glared at him: "Am I doing odd jobs for you?"

"Do you still want my unique planting recipe?" Zhang San also glared at him.

After looking at Zhang San for a few seconds, Gu Wanwan finally chose to compromise with the tech boss: "Why don't we just clean up the table..."

Gu Wanwan endured the humiliation and endured the unhappiness in his heart. He ordered the dishes and chopsticks to be cleaned up and wiped the table.

After a while, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke sat down at the dining table and took out dim sum and Erguotou.At the same time, Gu Wanwan brought two cold dishes from the kitchen.

"You two, what are you doing?" Zhang San kept looking at the two of them, and found a chance to speak.

Jiang Ke said frankly, "Jiang Hua is a painter."

"It's kind of interesting." Zhang San looked at Jiang Ke's attire, nodded, and then looked at Mo Qing, "What about you?"

"Mo Qing." Mo Qing said, "I just dropped out of school."

"How big is it?"

"nineteen."

"Only nineteen?" Zhang San seemed suspicious, and then asked, "Where are you from?"

"Do you want to check the account?" Mo Qing frowned.

"Ask casually." Zhang San fooled him, then raised his glass and changed the subject, "Two sips?"

"Success." Mo Qing readily agreed.

But in the next second, Jiang Ke dismantled her platform: "She drinks tea."

"Good tea, good tea." Zhang San nodded in agreement.

Mo Qing: "..."

Gu Wanwan stood in the corner, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, not sure what Zhang San was doing.

Zhang San's temper has always been notoriously bad.

Most of the time, Zhang San has a bad temper, and those who came to ask for advice with Erguotou and dim sum, under normal circumstances, would be shooed away by him.

Only in the very few lucky occasions will I get a sentence or two from him.

but--

Now Zhang San seems to be a different person.

Isn't it just a "Mo Qing" with the same name and surname? There are a lot of people with the same name and surname in the world, so can she still be the descendant of the genius doctor who left behind the planting treasure?
Gu Wanwan felt from the bottom of his heart that Zhang San was confused.

But he is witty, and he doesn't say it.

"Are you two here to inquire about Xia Yuliang, or to ask about planting techniques?" After taking a sip of wine, Zhang San directly asked them why they came.

Jiang Ke replied: "Xia Yuliang."

"Xia Yuliang's death, I've heard Gu Wanwan tell you why you came here." Zhang San said, "As a reward, I can tell you about her past."

Speaking of this, Zhang San squinted at Gu Wanwan: "What are you doing here, go make a pot of tea."

"Yes."

Gu Wanwan dragged his voice, and walked out reluctantly.

"Look at that kid?" Zhang San pointed at Gu Wanwan's back, and engraved gossip with Mo Qing and Jiang, "Since ten years ago, he has come to live in our village for a while every year. He grew up with Xia Yuliang. Treat Xia Yuliang as a sister. Don't look at him in such a dead state, he feels really uncomfortable."

His voice is neither soft nor heavy, just the tone of his usual speech.

Nothing is hidden.

"Can you shut up?" Gu Wanwan yelled in the living room.

"Return it in a hurry!" Zhang San taunted.

"..."

There was a sound of kicking a chair in the living room, and then the footsteps were far away.

Hearing him walk out of the wooden house, Zhang San finally got down to business.

"What about Xia Yuliang..." Zhang San paused, picked up a peanut and ate it, then put down his chopsticks, and continued, "She is an orphan. Seventeen years ago, her parents were hacked to death by a paranoid patient." gone."

With this opening, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke thought of something.

——It is said that the Miracle Doctor Village used to be less strict on outsiders. Since a patient went crazy many years ago, the village lost ten top doctors, and the entrance is so strict.

Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Is that the medical incident?"

"Correct."

Zhang San nodded.

He continued: "She was the only orphan. The village head took pity on her, so he kept her by his side. However, the village head is old and doesn't have the energy to take care of her, so she always runs to me. "

"Speaking of..."

Zhang San changed the subject, then raised his glass.

Jiang Ke also raised his wine glass and touched his.

Zhang San drank the wine, wiped his mouth, and said, "Gu Wanwan showed me the poison and antidote she left behind, and I thought she had forgotten all she had learned."

"You taught her how to dispense the medicine?" Mo Qing asked.

"She took the time to study for three years." Zhang San raised his hand to cover his eyes, and sighed suddenly, "It's only been three years, and it's reached this level. It's not an exaggeration to call it a genius."

He poured himself another drink and drank it down.

I don't know if I am regretting teaching Xia Yuliang this knowledge, which indirectly led to Xia Yuliang's ending, or I am glad that I taught Xia Yuliang all this knowledge, so that Xia Yuliang can take revenge when she is finally freed .

After a while, Jiang Ke asked, "I heard that she was expelled from the village?"

(End of this chapter)