Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 97 Divine Doctor Village [07] Don't Compete With a Dead Man
In the past, when I had a headache, I always felt uncomfortable for a while.

But this time, it seemed that after swallowing Mo Qing's medicine, the pain disappeared within a few seconds.As a medical researcher, Jiang Ke was quite surprised by the immediate effect.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Jiang Ke pressed his finger against his temple, rubbed it lightly, and asked suspiciously.

Seeing that he had an effect, Mo Qing settled down a bit, and threw the medicine bottle to Jiang Ke: "It's just for your headache, don't throw it away this time."

Jiang Ke caught the medicine bottle.

The small medicine bottle made of porcelain, plain white, with a cork on the bottle mouth, has an ancient charm overall.He held it in his hand, felt the residual temperature on the medicine bottle, and clenched his fingers a little bit.

He said, "I didn't throw it away."

"what?"

Mo Qing didn't react for a while.

"..."

Jiang Ke stopped talking, turned his head away, and looked at the curtain ahead, as if he didn't hear Mo Qing's words.

"Oh." Mo Qing's head slowed down for half a beat. When he came back to his senses, he turned his head and smiled at him, "Take it with you."

"Ah."

Jiang Ke made a very soft sound in his nasal cavity.

Mo Qing deliberately glanced at him, and smiled playfully: "Oh."

Jiang Ke's lips tightened.

At some point, his emotions were taken away by Mo Qing.

Soon, Mo Qing said: "The medicine has been processed and can be absorbed in time. Naturally, the effect of the medicine is immediate. Moreover, there are no side effects, so you can take it with confidence."

She seemed to know what he was thinking.

Jiang Ke looked at her: "You only know that I occasionally have a headache, how can I prescribe the right medicine?"

"Take the pulse."

Mo Qing said a word that was almost metaphysical.

Jiang Ke, who has been dealing with Western medicine for a long time, was stunned when he heard these two words before he understood what she said.

"So amazing?" Jiang Ke frowned.

"It's so magical." Mo Qing stretched out her hand suddenly, and a slender long needle appeared on her fingertips, "Do you want to try acupuncture treatment?"

Jiang Ke stared at her suspiciously.

"It's fine if you don't believe it." Mo Qing hooked his finger, and the long needle suddenly disappeared.

If it were someone else, she would have to put on airs if she was asked to help treat the illness.For his sake too.

——Of course, Mo Qing obviously forgot that in the past few months, no strange patient dared to accept her treatment.

"Try it." Jiang Ke pondered for a while and said after deliberation.

"Sure?"

Mo Qing's eyes lit up.She has been itching for a long time.

She doesn't care about treating common ailments, and "difficult and miscellaneous diseases" like Jiang Ke are what she looks forward to...

Jiang Ke: "..." I'm not sure now.

However, since so many miraculous things happened to Mo Qing, one or two things were not missing.Jiang Ke didn't believe that a mere acupuncture treatment could kill him, so he might as well risk his life to accompany a gentleman.

Mo Qing took out a set of acupuncture needles.

The acupuncture needles are wrapped in a piece of cloth. After untying the rope, spread it out, and one after another, the needles are fixed on the piece of cloth, with half exposed for easy removal.

Jiang Ke sat on the sofa, his back felt a little chilly.

He asked, "Aren't you disinfecting?"

"I don't need this one." After Mo Qing finished speaking, a blade suddenly appeared between her two fingers. She wiped the pulp of her left index finger with the blade, and immediately blood appeared.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ke opened his eyes and frowned.

The next moment, Mo Qing raised his hand and swept across the cloth bag, took out all the acupuncture needles, pinched them in the shape of a fan in his right hand.She dripped the blood from her fingertips onto the acupuncture needles, and a strange thing happened.

The blood did not fall through the acupuncture needles, but stuck firmly on the acupuncture needles. After a while, the blood decreased little by little, as if being "swallowed" by the acupuncture needles.

"..."

Jiang Ke felt that his view of science had received a violent shock.

Even if he knew that Mo Qing came from a hundred years ago and had seen Mo Qing's red eyes and nails that night, at this moment, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

"Explain." Jiang Ke was still calm, looking at Mo Qing calmly.

Mo Qing said, "I don't know."

"..."

Jiang Ke had an expression of "Will I believe it?"

Mo Qing smiled, and said calmly: "This set of acupuncture needles and the legendary set of scalpels are indeed made by me. These two are used by ordinary people and have a certain strengthening effect. But with my Blood has the effect of 'removing the flesh and bones of the dead'. As for the reason..."

She paused slightly and shrugged: "I searched for a while. But I fell asleep before I found any clues."

Jiang Ke didn't think she would lie, so he asked, "What's the material?"

"do not know."

"..."

"The material was found in an ancient tomb. It was just a stone. But by chance, we found that it has a special healing effect with my blood, so we made it into acupuncture needles and scalpels. Jiang... …Some people speculate that it is not of this world."

"Like an alien meteorite?" Jiang Ke asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." Mo Qing said, "I don't rule out this possibility."

This idea is somewhat close to science and can be accepted by people.What's more, with Mo Qing's special situation, it is not surprising that anything unimaginable happens.

After the acupuncture needles had absorbed all the blood, Mo Qing told him, "Sit down."

"Your hand..." Jiang Ke wanted her to put on a band-aid first.

However, Mo Qing shook her left hand, revealing the marks from the previous knife cut, the bleeding stopped, the wound has become much shallower, and there are signs of recovery visible to the naked eye.

Jiang Ke had nothing to say.

It was the first time he tried acupuncture, Jiang Ke cooperated as much as possible, sat firmly on the sofa, and let Mo Qing tie his head into a hedgehog look.

When Mo Qing dropped the last needle, an indescribable sense of comfort came over him. Along with the feeling of exhaustion, Jiang Ke fell into a deep sleep after not staying awake for long.

He seems to have had a dream.

A dream so far away that it is somewhat unreal.

The dream is broken, one piece after another, all have Mo Qing's figure.

Mo Qing, who was eight or nine years old, was standing in the pile of corpses covered in blood. Her body was wounded, her figure was upright, her eyes were bright, but she was full of vigilance, like a small wild animal that had not been domesticated.

Someone whispered in his ear: "The last survivor. Keep her, let her be my last name, as my sister."

Then Mo Qing, who was a little older, covered him with dust, while a group of people punched and kicked her.She gritted her teeth, her eyes were full of hatred, and her eyes were moist, but she resisted not doing anything.

She said to him: "I don't kill them, but I want to believe you once. I hope you can prove that I am right."

later……

From Mo Qing, who was a child to a young girl, to Mo Qing, who is becoming more and more mature, the screen changes faster and faster, only a few seconds of her image, and nothing else can be captured.

……

Jiang Ke woke up suddenly.

Panting heavily, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and wiped his forehead, only to find that his hands were covered with sweat and wet.

After a few seconds of delay, he found himself lying back on the sofa, still in the dim audio-visual room, and the room was silent.As for him, his whole body was almost drenched, his short hair was wet, his face was allowed to drip down with big drops of sweat, his collar and back were soaked with sweat, and he was afraid that he could wring out water.

"woke up?"

Suddenly, the two words sounded beside him brought Jiang Ke back to his senses.

Mo Qing was sitting next to her with the cloth bag in her hand. She was lowering her head and putting acupuncture needles into the cloth bag one by one.

Beads of sweat slipped from Adam's apple, Jiang Ke raised his hand to wipe it, his chest heaved and heaved, and asked, "I fell asleep?"

"Ah."

"for how long?"

"Half an hour." Mo Qing put away the acupuncture needles, wrapped the cloth bag, and then asked curiously, "How do you feel?"

Jiang Ke pursed his lower lip.

After a moment's pause, Mo Qing asked: "Is there any?"

Have it?

Have.

He seemed to have seen the past of Mo Qing and Jiang Yan, and those memories that should not belong to him now appeared inexplicably, and this feeling upset him for no reason.

Mo Qing is something special that can be seen with a clear eye.

But what about him?
Is he just a normal person?
After a while, Jiang Ke looked at Mo Qing who was hiding expectations in his eyes, his eyes flickered, and he said calmly and decisively: "No."

"Really?" Mo Qing looked a little disappointed.

Jiang Ke hesitated for a while, raised his arms, and said to Mo Qing, "You should feel more relaxed."

"Normal." Mo Qing was not interested in this, and waved his hand, "Go take a shower."

Jiang Ke stood up, and when he passed by Mo Qing, he paused. He straightened his sleeves, stared at Mo Qing with downcast eyes, and asked word by word: "Are you giving me acupuncture because you just want to cure me?"

"The purpose is not pure." Mo Qing didn't hide anything from him, and said directly, "But you don't have to worry about it."

Put it lightly.

Who can worry about it?
Jiang Ke felt that Mo Qing was extremely ruthless in some respects.

He turned away.

In this bath, Jiang Ke took a full two hours of bathing.When he returned to the audio-visual room, Mo Qing had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

She covered her legs with a blanket, leaned back, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.A movie was projected on the projector, it was an adventure movie, the plot of the movie was thrilling and exciting, the screen changed rapidly, and the light and shadow in the room changed accordingly.

The light that fell on Mo Qing's face was also erratic.

Jiang Ke watched quietly for a while.

Suddenly, there was a rush of gunshots in the movie, which seemed to startle Mo Qing.Mo Qing frowned slightly, and after a few seconds, his eyelids slowly opened, looking at Jiang Ke from the slits in his eyes.

"Do you want to sleep?" Jiang Ke came back to his senses, and eased the subtle embarrassment at the moment by actively picking up the topic, "The room upstairs is empty for you."

"No." Mo Qing responded and asked, "There are still two hours and six o'clock, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Ke glanced at the movie that was playing: "Movie, watch it?"

"Don't watch." Mo Qing brushed his messy hair back, looked at the screen in a dull way, and asked, "Do you want to build a snowman?"

Jiang Ke: "Why do you..." He has such a soft spot for making snowmen.

When Jiang Ke thought of the snowman, he thought of those unpleasant memories.

After hesitating for a while, he finally didn't disappoint, but nodded: "Yes."

The snow outside was falling heavily, and the ground was already covered with a thick layer, leaving enough materials for them to "build a snowman".

Mo Qing is obviously experienced in many battles. He is not afraid of the cold and has high skills. After a while, he made a rough outline of the snowman.Jiang Ke can only pile snow for her.

After working for a while, Jiang Ke threw another snowball over, then clapped his hands, and went to see Mo Qingdui's snowman.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel angry and blood welling up, and his mood was extremely dull.

——It was not enough to pile up one to block the eyes last time, this time I want to pile up a pair.

——Is she really so confident?
Mo Qing piled up two silhouettes of human beings, which were joined together. Holding a branch she found somewhere, she stood in front of the two snowmen, ready to do detailed processing.

After Mo Qing fixed his eyebrows and eyes, he turned his head and saw Jiang Ke who was standing still, and said, "Go get two sets of clothes."

Standing in the wind and snow, Jiang Ke looked at the spacious courtyard, as if admiring the snow: "No."

Mo Qing said again: "Then help me deal with the outline."

Jiang Ke glanced at the two snowmen, and said righteously: "No."

"..."

As expected of the eldest young master, it is so difficult to ask him to do something.

Mo Qing didn't bother to call him anymore.

After a while, Mo Qing saw Jiang Ke walking into the house, stopped him, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Drink tea and keep warm." Jiang Ke dropped a few words and walked faster.

"..."

Mo Qing stared at his back, after all, he didn't care about Jiang Ke, and continued to refine the two people.

Time goes by slowly.

Jiang Ke stayed in the study and poured himself a cup of tea.However, when the tea was completely cold, he didn't even take a sip.

He didn't look at the courtyard again, but he could hear movement outside.Including Mo Qing going upstairs by himself, and visiting his bedroom - presumably to find clothes.

Jiang Ke was very depressed.

Scenes after the New Year's Eve, the fiery and lingering kiss, the beautiful and real her, including the dream hidden by him, and Mo Qing's ambiguous attitude...

Who did she take him for?
He finds it ridiculous.

Don't think about it, she stayed with Jiang Yan for ten years, but with herself...

What's more, in the ten years of war, the ten years of breaking up the country, the ten years of living and dying together, what experiences and memories can he replace?

"Knock knock."

The door was knocked twice.

Mo Qing's voice came: "I have to go."

After a pause, she said again: "Don't compete with a dead man."

Jiang Ke didn't move, he looked at the door.

The door is not locked, as long as Mo Qing wants to, he can unscrew the door lock and come in at any time.

However, Mo Qing did not.

The sound of footsteps falling outside gradually drifted away.In such a quiet morning, it is so clear, so even the sense of loss that is fading away is virtually magnified.

Mo Qing left.

Went to the first floor and opened the door.Just like when she came, she didn't take the usual way, she left over the wall.

a long time.

The sky gradually brightened.

Jiang Ke raised his teacup, drank the ice-cold tea in one gulp, and walked downstairs with indescribable emotions.

If possible, he didn't want to see the two snowmen in the courtyard.

However, it's not that if he doesn't want to see it, it doesn't exist.

—unless it is shoveled.

——Anyway, everyone left, he shoveled, and Mo Qing didn't know.

Exhaling, Jiang Ke pushed the door of the hall open.The sky outside was gray and gray, and the lights in the courtyard were on, making it a little dim.

Jiang Ke looked at the two snowmen.

Looking at it, the unhappiness, anger, and concern that had been smoldering in my heart disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)