Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 391 The Collection of Hundred Poisons [09] Desperate Master Jiang is doing something again

Song Yiyuan lost his voice.

Hoss also lost his voice.

There was a lot of voices in the ward, and Mo Qing's words were so light that both of them subconsciously felt that this was an illusion.

But when the two of them saw the shock in each other's eyes, they realized——

No.

They both heard the same words.

Under the huge impact, Song Yiyuan felt his throat was dry and hoarse: "Do you know what nerve damage is?"

"Ah."

"Did you know that I have a complete injury?"

"know."

Song Yiyuan swallowed: "Then you know, medically, it's almost impossible to recover from this?"

"That's your medicine." Mo Qing didn't take it seriously at all, "Later generations canonize me as a saint of medicine, so I must have something special, right?"

"..."

Song Yiyuan carefully looked at Mo Qing for a moment.

He still doesn't believe it.

How can there be such a good thing as walking through the gate of hell, taking a life, and getting cured?
So, Song Yiyuan questioned again: "You won't just slash me a few knives to make me happy?"

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Is this kind of person?"

"..."

"..."

Both Huo Si and Song Yiyuan stared at her.

They said with their eyes: Yes, you most likely are.

Mo Qing was about to be laughed angrily by the two of them: "If you don't believe it, forget it."

Anyway, he really recovered, Song Yiyuan couldn't help but not believe it.

Song Yiyuan was still in a daze. He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but have a little expectation.

He simply changed the subject: "You asked me when I would be discharged from the hospital?"

"When you recover from your injury, I want to ask you to do something."

"Row."

Song Yiyuan agreed without thinking.

He thought for a while: "I won't stay in the hospital for long, maybe ten days and a half a month, and the next step is to go back to recuperate."

Hoss interjected at this moment: "Where are you going?"

"It's not appropriate to let the family know about this," Song Yiyuan said, "I have a flat in the west city."

"It's not safe if you live alone."

Huos pondered for a moment, then suddenly looked at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing understood what Huos meant, and shrugged his shoulders: "Stay with me, I have no objection."

"Where are you?" Song Yiyuan, who had missed too much, asked puzzledly, "Do you not live in school?"

"..."

Mo Qing ignored him and went back to eat.

*
Song Yiyuan was going to stay in the hospital for a while, and Goblin, Huos, Chi Shi, and Peng Ren took turns to visit him.

After the sailing race ended, Jiang Ke stepped down as a teacher.

Mo Qing went to school for two days, and bought a roast duck when she returned home in the evening, but she found that Chi Shi and Goblin hadn't come back, so she went to the next room with the roast duck.

Still no one.

She entered the restaurant, put down the roast duck, and then called Jiang Ke.

"Hey."

"When will you come back?"

"It's late at night."

"What are you doing?"

Intuition told Mo Qing that Jiang Ke had gone to pick up the mission again.

In fact, it does.

"Work as a screenwriter on the crew and show your face."

"..."

Again.

Mo Qing raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows, and said almost speechlessly, "Give me an address."

The filming location is a middle school, just in the Imperial City, not too far away, half an hour's drive away.

When Mo Qing rushed over, the crew was still filming, and her car was blocked at the school gate.

Mo Qing called Jiang Ke.

The phone rang twice and was connected.

Just as Mo Qing was about to speak, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly saw a tall and straight figure approaching.

The body shape is very familiar.

She took a closer look, but her expression froze.

"I saw a person." Mo Qing said slowly, "Wearing a black knee-length down jacket, amber colored contact lenses, and a beauty mole under his right eye, which looks a little like you. A mobile phone, is that you?"

There was a second of silence.

In the field of vision, the man raised his eyes and looked over, and his eyes happened to meet hers.

He hooked his lower lip: "It's me."

Mo Qing gritted his teeth: "You asked me about the disguise technique two days ago, just for the convenience of role-playing, right?"

Learned pretty fast.

"See through and don't say through."

Jiang Ke's smile deepened.

He came straight over, greeted the security guard, then walked out of the school gate and got into Mo Qing's car.

The weather was eight degrees below zero.

Jiang Ke brought a chill all over his body.

Mo Qing didn't think there was anything wrong, but he still raised the temperature inside the car.

"Are you done?" Mo Qing looked him over and asked.

"No." Jiang Ke took off the colored contact lenses, blinked a little uncomfortably, and said, "But I said hello to the crew, and I can leave early."

Mo Qing asked suspiciously: "What are you doing this time?"

Jiang Ke glanced out of the car: "Reverse, turn left."

Mo Qing turned the steering wheel, reversed the car for two meters, then turned left, drove nearly 200 meters along the school wall, and stepped on the brake after Jiang Ke said "stop".

Jiang Ke said, "Look to the right."

Mo tilted his head.

At the first glance, Mo Qing's eyes fell on Jiang Ke, but as the car window slid down, Mo Qing raised his eyes slightly, crossed the school fence, and saw groups of people on the campus playground.

It's the crew that's filming.

She was a little puzzled, scanned around carefully, and saw an acquaintance—Xiao Yuqun.

Xiao Yuqun was surrounded by a group of people, and seemed quite popular.

"Why is he here?" Mo Qing frowned.

Jiang Ke said lightly: "Xiao Yuqun's occupation outside is an actor."

Mo Qing was slightly puzzled: "What are you staring at him for?"

"It's just a way to keep an eye on him." Jiang Ke handed over his mobile phone, "This is my new task."

It was windy outside, and the heating in the car was swept away.

After Mo Qing took the phone, Jiang Ke raised the car window.

At the same time, Xiao Yuqun, who was standing on the campus playground, seemed to sense something and glanced this way.

The raised windows just blocked his view.

(End of this chapter)