Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 124 Department 101 [06] Tear up the antidote, Mo Qing takes revenge

"It's hard to say whether you have that medical skill." Min Chang raised his eyes, revealing a bit of arrogance and cruelty, "There is poison hidden in my blade, which was passed down by the medical sages, do you want to try it?"

"..."

Bai Xie's face changed suddenly, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.

Bai Xie swallowed unconsciously.

Since the young master was poisoned, he had dealt with the poison of the legendary doctor of traditional Chinese medicine for ten years, so he knew the horror of the poison.

Right now, even if he questioned the identity of "Mo Qing is the successor of the medical sage", subconsciously he was still afraid of that poison...

"What are you trying to do!"

Bai Xie couldn't figure it out.

Given the money and not bothering them to see patients, what are they dissatisfied with?
Min Chang asked coldly, "Where's your young master?"

Bai Xie had a serious face and gloomy eyebrows: "My young master only sees one doctor every day."

Min Chang sneered: "He is a dying person, why do doctors have to beg to see him?"

"..."

Bai Xie didn't answer.

At the same time, Mo Qing took out his phone and finished sending the message, put the phone away, and said to Min Chang, "Let go of him."

Min Chang glanced at Mo Qing, paused for two seconds, then put away the blade and chain, and let go of Bai Xie.

Bai Xie subconsciously glanced at his elbow, feeling lingering in fear.

"You two—" Bai Xie had already made up his mind to chase away the guests.

"Butler Bai."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Bai Xie.

Bai Xie was surprised.

He turned around in astonishment, looked towards the stairs, and found that his young master was standing on the steps, with one hand in his pocket, looking towards this side.

Mo Qing raised his eyes and glanced.

Gu Wanwan.

No longer the image of being wrapped in a torn coat in Zhushe Village, I cleaned myself up neatly, my hair was cut short, and my brows lacked some energy, but overall...

It's still the same kind of beating.

"Young Master." After facing Shanggu Wanwan, Bai Xie immediately respected him.

Gu Wanwan looked at the three of them and said, "Let them come up."

"Can……"

"But what?" Gu Wanwan interrupted him, scratched his hair, and said to Mo Qing and Min Chang, "Come on."

"Let's go."

After clapping his hands, Mo Qing spoke to Min Chang.

However, she didn't go in the direction of the stairs, but the gate.

She is leaving.

"Hello." Gu Wanwan was speechless and called her to stop.

Mo Qing stopped, raised his eyebrows, and squinted.

Gu Wanwan sighed and straightened his attitude: "Please come up, okay?"

"..."

Bai Xie opened his eyes wide in surprise.

?

Is this their young master who refused to lower his profile even when the king of heaven came?

The young master is not concerned about the face of Village Chief Mo, is he?

"Row."

Mo Qing admired his face.

She turned again and walked towards the stairs.

Min Chang followed closely behind.

Bai Xie naturally followed.

However, just as Bai Xie walked a few steps, Gu Wanwan heard Gu Wanwan say: "Butler Bai, you don't need to come up."

"But, they..." Bai Xie had the words "worried" written all over his face.

Gu Wanwan said, "They won't put me to death."

Bai Xie was startled.

——This is not sure!

——That kid is poisonous!

However, without waiting for Bai Xie's reminder, Gu Wanwan turned around and left.

Gu Wanwan's order was there, and Bai Xie froze in place, neither following nor not following, and it was a bit difficult for a while.

……

Halfway up the stairs, Mo Qing glanced at Min Chang.

Min Chang is packing up the "hidden weapons" in his hand.

Noticing Mo Qing's gaze, he stopped his movements and looked up at Mo Qing with some doubts.

"When did I teach you how to use poison?" Mo Qing asked.

Min Chang paused, glanced at Bai Xie who was standing below, and replied in a low voice, "You're bluffing him."

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows.

Quite clever.

*
Gu Wanwan brought Mo Qing and Min Chang to his suite.

"What to drink?" Gu Wanwan asked.

Mo Qing: "Tea."

Min Chang: "Orange juice."

There are people on the second floor, and Gu Wanwan directly ordered them to prepare.

"Sit..." As soon as the servants left, Gu Wanwan wanted to tell them to sit down, but opened his mouth, and suddenly found that the two of them had already sat down, so he paused, and slowly added a word, "Go."

Mo Qing threw the book in his hand onto the tea table and said to him, "Come here."

The tone is not good, like an order.

Gu Wanwan had a toothache.

For Xia Yuliang's sake, Gu Wanwan did not change his face, and walked over patiently.

However, after approaching, he glanced at the books on the coffee table and couldn't help being startled.

This textbook...

isn't it?
Gu Wanwan's mind sank, his eyes flickered.

"Hand." Mo Qing said.

Gu Wanwan walked up to her, flicked up his sleeve to reveal a section of his wrist, and handed it to her.

His skin is pale, his wrists are thin, a little better than the "skinny" misery, but there is also a sense of sickness and no vitality.

Mo Qing stretched out two fingers and put them on his wrist.

Min Chang watched from the side boredly.

However, even if he doesn't understand medicine, he can tell that Gu Wanwan's condition is very difficult.

Even in his grandfather's situation, Mo Qing just took a pulse and prescribed the medicine.

He wasn't even touched when he was prescribed the medicine.

But now, she stopped for a while, and the expression on her eyebrows changed from relaxed to dignified.

Gu Wanwan was not surprised.

After Mo Qing stopped, he slowly pulled down his sleeves and asked in a casual tone, "Can it be cured?"

"No." Mo Qing said, "Choose a place with a good orientation for yourself as soon as possible."

"whispering sound."

Gu Wanwan raised his eyebrows in disdain.

The servants brought tea and orange juice.

Mo Qing asked: "How did Mo Yiting treat you?"

Gu Wanwan sat down on the single sofa and replied, "Acupuncture, and medicinal bath. Are you from the same school as him?"

Mo Qing picked up the tea, blew on the hot air, took a sip, and said, "Forget it."

Gu Wanwan shrugged.

After all, Mo Yiting is a direct disciple of the medical sage, and Mo Qing...has the same name and surname, but it has been several generations. If he really has some skills, he won't be famous until now.

It is estimated that I have learned a little fur.

"The Wen family saw your illness just now, what did they say?" Mo Qing stroked the rim of the cup with his fingers.

"What the fuck," Gu Wanwan cocked his legs and said casually, "Pretending to make a diagnosis, and then go back and discuss it with the family and come up with a treatment plan."

"Oh."

Mo Qing raised his cup and continued drinking tea.

Gu Wanwan has always been very open about the treatment of diseases - life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky.

He was born in Gu's family, so he probably exhausted all his luck, but in other respects, it's a bit unsatisfactory.

At the moment, Gu Wanwan is more interested in other things.

He looked at Mo Qing and asked, "How long are you going to stay in the Imperial City?"

Mo Qing replied: "For a while."

"Stay here?"

Gu Wanwan looked very hospitable.

"No."

Mo Qing glanced at him, and found that he was glancing at the textbooks on the coffee table out of the corner of his eye, and understood something.

But she did not shift the topic to the "Eighth Base".

"Leave an address." Gu Wanwan said again.

"No need." Mo Qing said, "I can't save you."

Gu Wanwan choked up.

——I didn't want her to save me.

——Just curious about her identity in the Eighth Base.

He had heard a thing or two about Mo Qing.

——A fake daughter who wanted to replace Wen Yingxue, who was ridiculed by thousands of people after the Dongchuang incident, but turned around and became a descendant of the legendary "Medical Sage" in Zhushe Village.

Logically speaking, the possibility of Mo Qing being labeled as a "liar" is very high.

However, she doesn't seem to have passed.

Right now, it is related to the eighth base.

This made Gu Wanwan have to care.

"I mean what I say. If you encounter any problems in the Imperial City, you can come to me at any time." After concentrating on it, Gu Wanwan put out the words again, not as if it was perfunctory.

"It's no use."

Mo Qing didn't care.

She put down the teacup and stood up: "Let's go first."

Gu Wanwan didn't ask to stay, saying, "No."

The whole process takes less than 5 minutes.

Mo Qing and Min Chang left again.

"Is it really incurable?" Min Chang followed Mo Qing, feeling that it was not true.

Others don't know Mo Qing's identity, and they suspect that Mo Qing's identity as "Heir of the Medical Sage" is marketing and fake, but he knows it all too well.

If there is really one person in the world who can save Gu Wanwan, then there is only Mo Qing.

Mo Qing responded, "Yes."

Min Chang reminded: "Your acupuncture needles..."

It's an amazing set of acupuncture needles, but it hasn't been used yet.

"The poison has merged with him, even making him into a hornet's nest can't save him." Mo Qingyun said lightly.

Seeing what she said, Min Chang stopped talking.

It seemed that Mo Qing really had someone he couldn't save.

"But..." Mo Qing paused.

"Ok?"

Mo Qing changed the topic: "It's not hopeless."

What is it?
Before Min Chang could continue his questioning, two people came in front of him.

It was Bai Xie and the young man.

When the two saw Mo Qing and Min Chang, they couldn't help being stunned.

Seeing a doctor so quickly?
Others would wait at least half an hour to make a diagnosis after inquiring about the condition in detail.

How long have they been here?
"What's the matter?" Bai Xie did not put on a cold face, but a polite attitude, "Has Miss Mo finished watching?"

"Ah."

"For our young master's condition, can Ms. Mo do anything?" Bai Xie continued to ask.

Mo Qinghui: "No."

Bai Xie's expression froze, revealing a "really so" look in his eyes.

How old is she, and how capable is she?
If you don't want to take a look at it, it's unnecessary.

Do you know how much you weigh now?
"Although there is no cure, I have a prescription here." Mo Qing took out a folded paper from his pocket and handed it to Bai Xie, "It can save him some time."

Seeing this, the young man immediately frowned, wanting to step forward and reprimand him.

Bai Xie raised his hand to stop the youth from moving, then took the prescription and said with a smile, "Thank you."

Seeing his smiling face, Mo Qing chuckled, didn't say anything more, glanced at Min Chang who was a little upset, and left.

Min Chang glanced at the prescription in Bai Xie's hand, thought "waste", and followed Mo Qing downstairs.

Bai Xie and the young man stood in place, watching Mo Qing and Min Chang leave.

"Steward Bai," the young man became impatient, "are you sure you want to give the young master the medicine prescribed by this woman? What if something bad happens when you use it?"

The voice fell.

Bai Xie had already opened the prescription, glanced at it, and tore it up.

The smile on his face gradually withdrew, and his eyes became colder: "Not everyone is assigned to prescribe medicine for the young master."

*
Min Chang and Mo Qing left the building and walked on the way to the gate.

Min Chang said: "Based on the housekeeper's prejudice against you, if you give him a prescription, he may not give it to that young master."

"Let him go."

Whether it's used or not, it doesn't matter to her.

at most……

Gu Wanwan just lived a little longer.

"Is your prescription prepared before you come?" Min Chang asked.

"Ah."

"What's the effect?"

"An antidote."

"..."

Min Chang was so shocked that his eyes opened wide.

Almost forgot.

If the poison formula was prepared by Mo Qing, then Mo Qing must have an antidote...

Isn't targeted antidote more effective than acupuncture and medicinal baths? !

"Taking the antidote now is not enough for Gu Wanwan to completely remove the toxin." Mo Qing said unhurriedly, "However, if you take it for a long time, you can live for at least three to five years, so if you live for more than ten years, it will not be successful." question."

Hearing this number, Min Chang's eyelids twitched.

This is called "incurable"? !

"I heard..." Min Chang paused, "That young master won't live for a year now?"

"Ah."

Min Chang: "..."

!

Mo Qing definitely did it on purpose.

Deliberately give the antidote to Bai Xie instead of Gu Wanwan.

For Gu Wanwan, Gu Wanwan may try the prescription to prolong his life, but for Bai Xie...

There is a high probability that Bai Xie will not use it.

But if one day, Bai Xie knew about this, he would definitely regret it.

——This is Chi Guoguo's revenge, right?

Min Chang decided to keep his mouth shut and didn't ask any more questions—he was terrified now.

The two walked out the door.

"I'm about to fall asleep." Wen Banling finally saw them, and poked his head out of the car window, "How is it?"

Glancing at Mo Qing, who was still alive, Min Chang said, "It can't be saved."

"I knew it." Wen Banling was not surprised, and greeted them to get into the car, "I'm starving to death, what do you want to eat? I'll treat you."

……

*
the other side.

Villa, second floor.

Gu Wanwan stood on the balcony, holding a binoculars in his hand, aiming in the direction of the gate, watching a red car passing by, he adjusted the focus, and saw the license plate number flashing across his field of vision.

really.

It's Wen Banling's car.

Putting down the binoculars, Gu Wanwan squinted his eyes, looking thoughtful.

After a long time, Gu Wanwan set up the binoculars, and then made a call.

Leaning against the balcony guardrail, Gu Wanwan raised his eyes to the blue sky and white clouds, and said lazily, "It's nothing, I'll ask you about the situation of the Wen team... Is he on vacation in the Imperial City? I happen to be in the Imperial City too... Where does he live?"

*
In the afternoon, Wen Banling returned home with Mo Qing and Min Chang.

"It's okay, don't knock on the door."

Wen Banling lost the car keys and went to his bedroom.

Min Chang went to the bedroom to change a set of clothes, then found Mo Qing who was busy in the living room, hesitated for a while, and said, "Grandma, I want to go out."

"Ah."

Mo Qing didn't lift his eyelids.

She is not reading a book.

She had a notebook on her lap, a pencil in her hand, and was drawing something in the notebook.

Min Chang glanced at it without looking carefully, and asked, "Is there anything you need? I'll bring it for you when I come back."

Mo Qing said, "No."

Min Chang left.

The pattern of ink falling on the paper gradually takes shape, and it is an instrument similar to a "chicken".

at the same time--

master bedroom.

Wen Banling let out a sigh of relief after flipping through a stack of documents on the table, and opened a picture on the computer.

He magnifies it.

It was an instrument of unknown purpose, silver, delicate in appearance, shaped... like a chicken.

(End of this chapter)