Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 89 Special Teacher [19] Contact at midnight, don't say it
"Where have you been?"

The lights in the corridor were slightly dim, and the corners of Jiang Ke's face were coated with a soft light.It seems that it is not as cold as his tone.

Going straight to him, Mo Qing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Waiting for me?"

Jiang Ke locked his eyes on her: "Catch the thief."

Mo Qing's lips curled slightly, and he stood still when he was two steps away, looking back at him with a slight smile.

"Mr. Jiang," she shouted, her gaze slipped inch by inch, brushing over his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose, and resting on his thin lips frankly and nakedly, "has your mouth always been this hard?"

The darkness in Jiang Ke's eyes suddenly became thicker.

His Adam's apple slid slightly, and after a while, the fluctuations in his eyes calmed down, and he asked again: "Where did you go?"

"I beat up Liang Xuzhi."

Mo Qing looked away, turned around and walked to the door of her bedroom.

The moment she pushed the door open, she paused again, turned her head, her eyes caught his, and told her, "Don't say it."

Jiang Ke stopped her: "Wait."

"Ok?"

Mo Qing waited for him to continue talking.

Jiang Ke asked: "Are you a full-time employee of the Eighth Base, or an outside member?"

"neither."

Mo Qing replied calmly, and entered the door.

As soon as the light came on, the door was closed.

The photosensitive lights in the corridor went out, and the vision suddenly fell into darkness.Jiang Ke stood still, and Mo Qing's gaze just now seemed to have substance, leaving behind every skin she brushed lightly.

There was a faint fragrance in the air, which seemed to come from her body, and it had not dissipated for a long time.

Jiang Ke pursed his lower lip.

*
That night, Liang Xuzhi was rescued until midnight, but did not die.

The next day, when he just woke up, he saw Wen Yingxue who was guarding the bed.

Liang Xuzhi's mouth was dry, and he made a hoarse and unpleasant voice: "Where's Mo Qing?"

"Did Mo Qing really do it?" Wen Yingxue was slightly surprised and frowned.

"It's her." Liang Xuzhi grasped the quilt tightly, veins were throbbing on the back of his hands with bruises, his eyes were red, and he said with hatred, "There is also a prescription..."

Wen Yingxue hurriedly asked: "I didn't find it. Is it in her hands?"

Liang Xuzhi recalled that scene.

A fire lit up in Mo Qing's hands, and the parchment was burning, turning to ashes little by little in front of him.

Killing hearts.

Mo Qing did it.

For him who has been longing for the prescription, nothing makes him more painful than destroying the prescription in front of him.

He was trembling all over, biting blood every word: "It was ruined by her."

"Destroyed?" Wen Yingxue was startled suddenly.

The rumored prescription will never be burned.On this day, the only thing she thought about was how to "take back" the prescription, and she never thought about the possibility of the prescription being destroyed.

"It was burned by her. I saw it with my own eyes." Liang Xuzhi's eyes were bloodshot, and he was clearly weak like an old man, but crazy like a devil. Hui, be buried with the prescription!"

Wen Yingxue paused for a moment, restrained all her emotions, and said calmly, "I see."

She persuaded Liang Xuzhi to lie down, poured Liang Xuzhi a cup of tea, and comforted Liang Xuzhi with a few words on the grounds that "your body is important".

Liang Xuzhi's cell phone rang, and a call came in.

Wen Yingxue helped him pick up the phone, answered it, and handed the phone to his ear.

Liang Xuzhi said a few words, then his face changed drastically, and after a stiff response, the phone was cut off.Liang Xuzhi was furious, ignoring his pain, grabbed his phone and slammed it against the wall.

The phone instantly disintegrated and fell apart.

"Teacher Liang." Wen Yingxue shouted in confusion.

"There is a leader in the Pharmaceutical Association," Liang Xuzhi panted, his eyes wide open, and he gritted his teeth every time he said a word, "I hope I can calm down."

Has the Pharmacy Association spoken?
Wen Yingxue frowned: "Who?"

"do not know."

"The one protecting Mo Qing?"

"I don't know, I didn't say it clearly." Liang Xuzhi took a deep breath and clenched his back molars tightly, almost shattering them.

"Teacher Liang." Wen Yingxue's voice was soft, without adding any extra emotion, "Maybe I can't hurt Mo Qing, but it can heal her a little bit."

Liang Xuzhi paused, looked at her with questioning and irritable eyes, frowned and said, "What can you do?"

Wen Yingxue didn't explain in detail, but said, "Just wait."

*
Inpatient department, single room on the third floor.

When it was dark, Mo Qing came to the hospital to visit Jing Su.She didn't have the consciousness to see the patient, and she had nothing with her hands.

She knocked on the door, and after Song Yiyuan said "Who, come in", she unlocked the door.

The single room was not spacious, Jing Su was lying on the bed, awake, looking up at the ceiling, feeling quite hopeless.Song Yiyuan was sitting aside with a stool, legs crossed, playing a mobile game.

Oh, he's wearing headphones.

After the door was pushed open, both Jing Su and Song Yiyuan looked over.

"Here we come..." Song Yiyuan greeted her, glanced at her hand again, and inevitably clicked his tongue, "You really didn't bring anything."

"I'm not used to that." Mo Qing said frankly.

Song Yiyuan: "..." That's fine, anyway, don't count on her.

Mo Qing asked: "Is there any movement?"

She was referring to Wen Yingxue's side.

"No." Song Yiyuan shook his head, "I don't see anything wrong with her. This morning, she came here specially to check on Jing Su's situation, and only talked about her injuries, nothing else."

It's not surprising that Mo Qing knows how many people Wen Yingxue has in the city.

She asked again: "How long can I leave the hospital?"

"Before the final exam, the doctor said he is recovering very well." Song Yiyuan glanced at Mo Qing, then at Jing Su, and said rather gloatingly, "Anyway, no one can escape the exam."

Mo Qing didn't know what Song Yiyuan had to brag about.

After all, although Song Yiyuan didn't have to take the exam, he was betrayed by his friends every day.

Before getting to know Huo Si and Song Yiyuan, Mo Qing had never seen a few friends who could sell friends so naturally.

"Teacher Song." Jing Su said suddenly, tilted his head, and looked up at Song Yiyuan who was sitting beside him and never leaving him.

Song Yiyuan asked: "What's wrong?"

Jing Su said, "You can go out and get some fresh air."

"You're sensible." Song Yiyuan moved his shoulders, stood up, and threw the phone into his pocket, "What do you two want to eat, I'll buy it for you?"

Because of Mo Qing's instructions and what she did last night, Song Yiyuan didn't close his eyes for almost a day and a night, and he cared for Jing Su "always in sight".

Even when Jing Su went to the bathroom, he had to open the door.

Fortunately, they are all men, otherwise it would be easy to deduce into a pervert.

Inosuke felt uncomfortable.

Song Yiyuan also felt suffocated.

Mo Qing thought for a while and said, "Panbing Guozi."

"Okay." Song Yiyuan nodded hurriedly, turned his head to look at Jing Su, just about to ask, he rushed to speak in front of Jing Su, "you can just drink porridge, you need a taboo."

Jing Su: "..."

Don't ask at first!

Waste of mood.

Although Song Yiyuan and Song Jianghe are brothers, Jing Su felt from the bottom of his heart that Song Yiyuan and Song Jianghe were far from each other.

Song Yiyuan finally had the opportunity to go out for a walk, and he was in a good mood. When he went out, if he didn't care about his image, he would definitely hum a ditty or something.

After a while, only Mo Qing and Jing Su were left in the ward.

Without Song Yiyuan's active atmosphere, the room suddenly fell into silence, even the footsteps in the corridor and the voices outside the window seemed so loud and clear.

After a while, Mo Qing walked to the bed, hooked the chair that was too close to the bed with his foot, and Shi Shiran sat down.

Jing Su looked at her, waiting for her to speak first.

——Intuition told him that Mo Qing had something very important to say.

——Of course, what he doesn't know is that after three seconds, he would rather be deaf himself.

Mo Qingpo was also direct, without any hesitation, and said calmly: "I ruined the prescription."

"what?"

Jing Su's face turned pale with shock, he forgot that he was injured, and was stabbed in the abdomen, and sat up suddenly, just like a fake corpse, it was very scary.

However, the next moment, the abdominal wound was pulled, and the pain hit, and he was so painful that he lay back down again.

He curled up on the bed, took a few breaths, and it took him a while to recover.

Mo Qing just watched him toss and turn, without the compassion of a doctor at all, not even saying a hypocritical "Are you okay?"

Jing Su's eyes were wide open, bright and full of puzzlement: "Why?"

"A piece of waste paper is a disaster for the world." Mo Qing said lightly, his eyes paused for a moment on his complex emotional face, and then added, "If you want to know the prescription, I can write it to you as compensation .”

Jing Su was stunned: "Do you remember the prescription?"

Mo Qing nodded: "Yes."

Jing Su looked at her with hesitation and confusion in his eyes, but after a while, it all turned into relief.

"You don't need to write to me." Jing Su lay down comfortably, pursed the corners of his lips, and continued, "You can directly give it to Song Yiyuan, let him hand it over to Song Jianghe."

Calm down, this unbelievable thing can suddenly be accepted.

This was originally Song Jianghe's stuff.

He also wanted to return things to their original owners.

He was snatched away later, if it wasn't for Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan, not only would the prescription not be taken back, even his life might not be saved.

How to deal with the prescription is beyond his control.

"Oh."

Mo Qing agreed.

She would not give Song Yiyuan the prescription, and Song Yiyuan would not ask her for it.After all, Song Jianghe was gone.

"By the way, your hand..."

Jing Su suddenly thought of yesterday's scene, glanced at it, and unconsciously slid to Mo Qing's left hand fingers.

"Ok?"

Mo Qing raised his left hand.

Her fingers are as slender as green onions, white and smooth, and the shape of her hands is very beautiful.However, that was not what Jing Su wanted to see.

Jing Su thinks about the scene he saw when he lost his mind...

Mo Qing squatted halfway in front of him, cut his finger, blood dripped onto the three silver needles, and then a fantastic scene happened, the silver needles absorbed the blood and emitted a different kind of luster.

That scene, every detail, recurred in his dreams like a nightmare.

However, there was no wound on Mo Qing's hand.

——How can anyone heal so quickly.

After a long time, Jing Su shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

Perhaps it was his hallucination.

No.

It's an illusion.

Maybe there are some strange things in this world, but they are not what he should know.

……

Song Yiyuan came back after half an hour of letting go.

Mo Qing left a bottle of pills for Jing Su and was just about to leave.

She took the pancake fruit Song Yiyuan bought, said "Let's go", and left the ward.From the beginning to the end, there was not a single polite word.

"Wait a minute." Song Yiyuan followed out from the ward.

"what's up?"

Mo Qing looked back at him, opened the plastic bag containing the pancake fruit, revealing a third of the food, opened his mouth and took a bite, not caring about the image at all.

"How long do I have to stay?" Song Yiyuan asked.

"Observe for a few days." Mo Qing was also not sure, and said instead, "You can ask Hoss to find someone to replace you."

"good idea."

Song Yiyuan patted his head and gave her a thumbs up.

"By the way, the prescription..." Song Yiyuan paused for a while, and after making sure that there was no one else in the corridor, he lowered his voice and said, "I have no problem with what you do with your things."

"Ah."

Mo Qing responded calmly.

Song Yiyuan choked for a moment: "Anyway, be polite."

Mo Qing didn't bother to talk to him.After that, she glanced at the ward and asked, "Where's his father?"

"I called his dad at noon. His dad is gambling. Don't ask him for medical expenses." Song Yiyuan's tone was quite unhappy.

Speaking of this, Song Yiyuan thought of another good thing: "Oh, Huos said, his medical expenses are all covered by the base."

Mo Qing was quite interested in the generosity of this base: "Is your base rich?"

When Song Yiyuan mentioned this, his tone was sour: "The base has no money, but the people have money."

"How to say?"

"You will know after a long time." Song Yiyuan shook his head with emotion.

Mo Qing shrugged his shoulders and didn't ask any more questions.

*
A week later, neither Wen Yingxue nor Liang Xuzhi moved.

Liang Xuzhi was transferred back to the imperial city.

Wen Yingxue went back to school as usual.

As if nothing had changed.

In the third year of senior high school, the time was tight, and the winter vacation was postponed for ten days. That is to say, after the end of the city's college entrance examination, they had to make up classes for another ten days before they could welcome the precious vacation.

However, few students complained.

Most students are thinking about working hard before the college entrance examination.

Who wouldn't love a few days less vacation in exchange for a brighter future?
The final exam was over in two days, and the students complained a lot because it was far more difficult than before. Mo Qing easily answered the questions and handed in the paper, and went shopping at the goblin canteen at night.

When entering the lounge, Mo Qing caught a glimpse of a familiar backpack and a few books, and asked Goblin who was serving tea and water: "Jing Su still lives here?"

"Correct."

Goblin put tea, snacks and fruits on the kotatsu.

Mo Qing frowned.

"His father seems to have gotten a lot of money, and he is in a good mood, and wants to ask him to come back." Goblin explained, "But he thinks he is too far away from home, and quarreling with his father will waste time and affect his studies, so after he was discharged from the hospital, he went to the hospital again." Stay here with me."

"Oh."

Goblin said with emotion: "This kid is quite motivated."

Mo Qing was noncommittal.

It is said that Jing Su used to be in the top ten of his age, but he missed the college entrance examination and was delayed for a year.This year, the classmates he met were all strong, and their grades were not good enough, but they were still in the top [-] of the grade.

Such a person, with very little talent bonus, must study hard.

"Where did his father get the money?" Mo Qing asked again.

"Who knows." Goblin clicked his tongue, "I'm planning to vacate the warehouse a bit more and give it to the well. The next semester, the time will be even tighter. You know, in the months before the college entrance examination, the time follows the schedule. It's like hitting the accelerator, whoosh... hey, it's gone."

Mo Qing had never taken the college entrance examination, so he didn't have this kind of experience, so he couldn't empathize with Goblin.

but--

Looking back on the past few months, many things have happened, and the time has indeed passed very quickly.

Jing Su was studying in the classroom after the exam, and Mo Qing stayed with Goblin for a while, around nine o'clock, she wanted to leave, but just as she walked out, she saw Jiang Qiyi running over.

Jiang Qiyi ran out of breath, stopped after a buffer, and before he had a rest, he shouted: "Something happened! Jing Su's father, that lunatic, said he wanted to die with Jing Su!"

(End of this chapter)