Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 223 Pharmacist [52] It is good for the dead to be remembered

A few lights were on in the secret room, but the light was dim, and everything was shrouded in a layer of gray and hazy.

Mo Qing raised his eyes.

Jiang Ke turned around.

Jiang Ke was tall and tall, and his figure was shrouded in dark light. The shadows were erratic and swaying, with different shades.His whole body was stained with an illusory color, a little unreal.

Mo Qing was stunned for a while, and was quite interested in Jiang Ke's words: "What deal do you want?"

Light danced in Jiang Ke's eyes, but his pupils became deeper and deeper.

He said slowly: "The only way to eliminate the bomb threat is your set of scalpels."

Mo Qing was noncommittal.

The tiny bomb was implanted in her heart.

The base knew that her body could recover quickly, and that only the destruction of her brain or heart would completely destroy her.The implantable sites are nothing more than these two organs.

With their technology, it can only be implanted into the heart.

From the very beginning, Mo Qing knew that they didn't have the technology to take out the bomb.

It was said to be a "one-year observation period", but in fact, it was just to open up some permissions for her after a year.They will still restrain her, control her, and will not easily let her go free.

She knows all this.

She also knew how to remove the bomb.

——This is all left over from her play.

"It seems that you know the whereabouts of the scalpel." Mo Qing said unhurriedly, raising his eyelids slightly, "Tell me, your request."

Jiang Ke stared at her and paused word by word: "Multiple-choice questions. First, it is a way to get you out of constraints and gain freedom. Second, if I can resurrect Jiang Yan, but I will die, do you want to know the way? "

Mo Qing was stunned for a while.

She never expected that Jiang Ke would suddenly make such a choice.

The way to revive Jiang Yan, but Jiang Ke will die?
"Do you want to sacrifice you and me to bring Jiang Yan back to life?" Seeing her silence, Jiang Ke curled his fingers tightly and asked.

He was two steps away from Mo Qing.

But at this moment, the distance between these two steps is like a deep chasm.

Mo Qing just stood there without moving, her long hair was disheveled, and her short sleeves and trousers outlined her figure.In this closed dark room, she still does not hide her brilliance.

She has always stood out in appearance, temperament, and figure.

But Jiang Ke has seen so many people, but she is the most special.

All the restlessness in Jiang Ke's life came from her.

"Is this a deal?" After a long time, Mo Qing tilted his head slightly, his tone very casual.

That attitude doesn't look like he's facing a difficult choice.

Jiang Ke's eyes dimmed: "Choose one of the two, you can only know one."

Mo Qing smiled suddenly, and asked back: "Is there still a choice?"

"..."

She was very simple and direct, and her words were light and light, but a heavy hammer made Jiang Ke's heart sink slowly.

Jiang Ke opened his fingers slowly, the sweat on his palms was cold.

His eyelids slowly drooped, covering some complicated emotions.

However, the next moment, Mo Qing asked urgently, "Where is my scalpel?"

Startled for two seconds, Jiang Ke raised his eyes in surprise, and looked at Mo Qing again: "What?"

"I'll choose one." Mo Xiang took two steps forward and came to him. She raised her narrow eyes and raised her eyebrows, "Go and get my scalpel."

Jiang Ke couldn't believe it: "You don't want to know about two?"

"I don't want to know." Mo Qing said bluntly, "I have to sacrifice you for the sake of Jiang Yan. I can control it as much as I can, and forget it if I don't. Why should I sacrifice my freedom?"

Jiang Ke: "..."

The answer was something he hadn't thought of.

Afterwards, Jiang Ke asked again: "Are you unwilling to sacrifice yourself to let him live?"

Mo Qing frowned: "Are you finished?"

She's pretty fierce.

But Jiang Ke was not afraid, but asked again: "What do you want to do?"

Mo Qing was silent for a second, and said directly: "If you had to choose between you and Jiang Yan 100 years ago, I would choose him without hesitation. I could even kill you with my own hands."

Jiang Ke's eyes flickered slightly.

"But this era does not belong to Jiang Yan." Mo Qing paused again, "If I had to choose one of you, I would choose you."

"why?"

Mo Qing said lightly: "It is good for the dead to be remembered."

At first, she was unable to make a choice due to her unfamiliarity with this era.

Even when she first woke up, someone told her that if Jiang Ke was killed, Jiang Yan would be resurrected.She will also do it without hesitation.

But now, it's different.

In the dark, Jiang Ke bent his lower lip.

Afterwards, Jiang Ke said, "Let's go."

"where to?"

"Find your scalpel."

This was supposed to be the last warehouse, but Jiang Ke opened a secret passage on the wall.

The dark passage is very long, and after walking along it for nearly four or five minutes, the field of vision becomes wide open.

At the end is a small room.

The room was pitch black and nothing could be seen.Jiang Ke used his mobile phone to illuminate and took a look around, but the inside was empty and empty.

Mo Qing fanned the wind, feeling that the air was moldy.

She frowned slightly: "You better remember correctly."

"That's right."

Jiang Ke replied, and came to another wall.

"A secret room again?" Mo Qing had a headache.

"Dark space."

Jiang Ke said, and began to knock on the wall.

After a while, he found a certain place: "Smash it open."

Mo Qing walked over and questioned: "No mechanism?"

"I don't have this memory. The wall is sealed." Jiang Ke said.

Mo Qing moved his arm, raised his fist, and slammed down on the piece Jiang Ke just pointed at.

The moment he saw Mo Qing swinging his fist, Jiang Ke's eyelids twitched, and Mo Qing's delicate skin and tender flesh flashed in his mind, but in the next second, a hole was smashed into the wall, making Jiang Ke numb for an instant.

After the hole in the wall is exposed, there is a wooden box inside.

Mo Qing reached out to take it out, weighed it in his hand, then violently destroyed the wooden box, found a hard cloth bag, opened it, and found that it was full of blades and handles.

The scalpels are made according to Mo Qing's habits, and there are various styles, including ordinary small knives, which can hurt or save people in her hands.

"Do you want to..." Make sure.

Before Jiang Ke finished speaking, Mo Qing cut her finger, and the blood immediately fell on the blade.

Like her set of acupuncture needles, the blade instantly absorbed the blood and emitted a burst of fluorescence.

"Yes, it is true."

After confirming, Mo Qing put away the hard cloth bag.

"..."

Jiang Ke had nothing to say.

However, soon, Jiang Ke thought of another problem: "Can you take out the bomb yourself?"

Mo Qing opened his mouth and satirized: "Are you really in the medical industry?"

Jiang Ke: "..." Who told you that there are too many incredible things about you.

"I'm thinking about finding someone to use the knife, but," Mo Qing paused, "I'll take it out first and then we'll talk about it."

Jiang Ke stretched out his hand towards Mo Qing: "Give it to me."

Mo Qing was puzzled: "Won't you be searched if you put it on you?"

Jiang Ke affirmed: "No."

Without questioning the authenticity of Jiang Ke's words, Mo Qing directly handed over the hard cloth bag to Jiang Ke.

(End of this chapter)