Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 257 Qualification [31] She wants to get back to the way she wanted to live in the first place

The crescent moon hangs in the night, and the sky is deep and dark.

After Mo Qing took a shower, when he passed by the study, he saw a light in the crack of the door, couldn't help but pause, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.

The study room was brightly lit, and Jiang Ke was sitting at the desk with the computer screen on.

Hearing the movement, Jiang Ke turned his head to look over, the clear outline softened a bit, and the moment his eyes stopped on Mo Qing, his pupils shrank slightly.

Mo Qing asked: "Still sleeping?"

Jiang Ke's expression was stiff: "Where are the pants for you?"

Mo Qing was wearing a T-shirt.

The T-shirt is loose and the hem is long enough, but the slender and straight legs are exposed, which is really eye-catching.

Her long hair was blown to half-dry, and it fell loose, a little messy, strand by strand, lightly attached to the T-shirt, and the water dripping from the tip of the hair wetted the thin fabric.

"It's too long, it's uncomfortable to wear." Pulling off the loose and crooked collar, Mo Qing walked over nonchalantly, "What are you doing?"

Looking away from her, Jiang pursed his mean lips tightly, trying to restrain himself and said, "Work."

"You guys are quite busy with EMO." Mo Qing said casually.

"Jobs for Department 101."

"...Oh." Mo Qing, who has been the shopkeeper since Jiang Ke took office, asked after a moment of silence, "Do you want tea?"

Jiang Ke secretly took a breath: "...Drink."

What I thought in my heart was: don't hang around in front of him.

However, Mo Qing was not an understanding person, so he quickly brewed two cups of tea and came in.

Mo Qing put a cup of tea on his table, took a sip of tea, and glanced at the computer interface: "How long is it?"

"Half an hour."

When Jiang Ke turned his head, he saw her two long legs. When he looked up, he saw her loose neckline, revealing a well-proportioned and delicate collarbone.

The tip of Jiang Ke's tongue touched the back molars.

—I really don’t know if she did it on purpose.

Jiang Ke asked: "Are you planning to stay here?"

"no?"

Asking back, Mo Qing had already turned around and walked towards the sofa.

Jiang Ke lightly frowned: "Don't you want to go to bed early?"

Mo Qing sat down and grabbed a blanket to cover his lap: "I happened to think of something, and I want to ask you what it means."

This is where it gets interesting.

Mo Qing actually asked for his opinion.

Looking across the blanket, Jiang Ke said in a calm tone, "What's the matter?"

"Do you remember the matter of practicing qualifications?"

"Ah."

"Gong Guangyao, the Dean of the School of Medicine at Imperial City University, is the author of the question, do you know?"

Jiang Ke immediately asked: "Are you going to get the test papers in advance through him?"

"...I'll give you a chance to make up for it."

"He has a good reputation, keeps himself clean, and concentrates on education." Jiang Ke said slowly, "Have you met him?"

"Yes." Mo Qing nodded, "He also gave me the test paper and asked me to do it in advance."

"How is the result?"

"How much do you doubt my strength?" Mo Qing was slightly annoyed.

Jiang Ke is prejudiced against Chinese medicine.

When it comes to Chinese medicine, he is very annoying.

Jiang Ke finally smiled, and his eyebrows became more relaxed: "I'm not questioning your strength, but I want to know how much strength you have shown."

This is a little nicer.

Mo Qing took a sip of tea leisurely: "It moved Gong Guangyao's mind, and he wants me to be able to write a question."

Jiang Ke was slightly surprised: "Did you agree?"

"not yet."

"You are still thinking about it and want to ask me what I mean?"

"Ah."

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows and did not deny it.

Jiang Ke thought for a while.

He simply put down the work at hand and took a sip of the tea at hand.

He asked, "What conditions did he offer you?"

Mo Qing repeated what Gong Guangyao said to Jiang Ke.

Jiang Ke put down his teacup: "Writing textbooks and publishing test papers can all establish your influence. What's your idea?"

"The decline of Chinese medicine in recent years is not only due to the impact of Western medicine, but also because of the faults in the medical skills passed down from our ancestors." Mo Qing said slowly, "The medical skills of the Qihuang lineage can spread because of this, which is naturally the best."

After a slight pause, Mo Qing put his right leg under the blanket on his left knee, and added: "By the way, let's hit the monopoly Wen family."

Jiang Ke asked: "Worries?"

Mo Qing chuckled suddenly, his eyes sparkling: "Guess."

Jiang Ke said: "The big tree attracts the wind, you don't want this kind of influence."

"It's not much." Mo Qing shrugged. "100 years ago, I have experienced all the honors and criticisms I deserve. This time, I don't want to get involved in any mess."

Mo Qing is a casual person.

In fact, so did Jiang Yan.

But a hundred years ago, in such an environment, both she and Jiang Yan were finally pushed by the tide of the times to the path they resisted.

ten years.

They have all become different people.

Jiang Yan gave her a chance to start again, and she didn't want to touch those exaggerated names.

She doesn't want to shoulder any missions or responsibilities.

She wants to get back to the way she wanted to live in the first place.

Jiang Ke looked at her, pondered for a long time, and finally said: "I suggest you promise Gong Guangyao."

"Why?"

"With Gong Guangyao's ability, I can hide it from you for the time being. In Imperial City University, with Gong Guangyao's resources, we can get twice the result with half the effort." Jiang Ke suddenly smiled, "As for the future, why do you need to worry so much?"

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows.

She took a few glances at Jiang Ke.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Qing drank the last sip of tea, put the teacup on the coffee table, lifted the blanket, and slowly got up.

"Good night."

Mo Qing walked to the door.

When she raised her hand to pull the door, Mo Qing suddenly stopped and turned around, with a playful look in her eyes: "You seem to be very interested in my legs?"

Jiang Ke: "..."

　Recently, my physical condition is a bit poor, and I can't cheer up anything.

　　QAQ is going to exercise a bit, and put the plan of adding more on the agenda, ah ah ah.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)