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Chapter 629 The Incurable Illness

"Then who is he? Why is it like this?" The elder looked at Xianyu and asked again.

He probably didn't expect Mo Xiaolin to talk to him properly, so he asked Xianyu who he thought knew the same.

Xianyu said: "He is Mo Linyuan, it's just..." She looked at him, and remembered that there was indeed a scar on Mo Linyuan's head, probably because of the fall injury that the elder said.

She said: "Didn't you say that his head fell off? It may be related to the injury on the head. He often loses his memory. When he gets sick, he seems to become another person and do some incredible things. When he recovers, I don't remember what I did."

Xianyu hesitated for a moment, and didn't explain the dual personality to him. He only told him in a way that he could understand and accept that Mo Xiaolin was just Mo Linyuan, who was just sick. Look at Mo Xiaolin with colored glasses.

After hearing this, the elder saw Mo Xiaolin who was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "So, the appearance of Xiaolin was when Linyuan's illness occurred?"

"Yeah, Xiao Lin doesn't know what Lin Yuan has done. Lin Yuan doesn't know what Xiao Lin has done. They used to leave books for each other to communicate and write down important things. Now... I will tell them."

"Then...those three years..."

"Those three years should be the most unstable time, and they don't even remember it."

"Is that so?" The old man leaned back on the chair thoughtfully, and after a while, he asked again: "Can this disease be cured?"

Both Xianyu and Mo Xiaolin were stunned for a moment, and looked at the elder.

The old man hurriedly said: "I didn't know it was a disease before. Dad never thought of finding a doctor to show you. Now you all say that it is a disease, so naturally you need to be cured. If it doesn't work, I will discuss it with your grandfather tomorrow. See if you want to ask the imperial physician to show you. If you are like this, your temperament will suddenly change drastically, and you will often forget things, which is inconvenient after all."

Mo Xiaolin bared and said, "What's the inconvenience? My grandfather often doesn't remember things, and he keeps talking."

The old man's face darkened, and he said angrily: "Can it be the same, how old is he, how old are you? You will become like him in another 30 years, who cares about you."

But Mo Linyuan's illness is best not to be known to outsiders, even ordinary doctors and imperial physicians can't cure it.

In addition, if Mo Xiaolin resisted, Mo Linyuan might not agree.

Xian Yu squeezed her fist and decided to help him.

"My lord, Linyuan's illness...can't be cured."

"It can't be cured?" the elder asked in surprise.

Xianyu nodded, and said: "It would have been possible if he had been cured in those three years before his illness was definitive. Now, in a sense, his illness has been definitive. Both of his states are very stable. He may... that's all he can do."

"Is this the only way to do this for the rest of my life?" The old man looked at Mo Xiaolin in surprise.

Mo Xiaolin nodded and said, "I know my own illness, and it's useless to seek an imperial physician."

"Why didn't you say it before?"

"What did I say before? You all told me that I was possessed by a ghost, and it took me a few years to figure it out."

Grandpa: "..."

"What's wrong with me like this? I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Don't worry about my affairs. Take care of what you should take care of first. My own concubine can't take care of me. How dare you take care of me? Hmph, Xiaoyu, let's go!"

"I...you bastard!" The old man was seldom angry, except for being irritated by Mo Xiaolin.

"Zhi, Bing Xuzhi, I don't want to see you."

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(End of this chapter)