The Beauty's Personal Doctor

"What, you say that the magic Joyoung has broken through to the fourth level?"

Don't ask the sky greatly surprised, then can't help but say of direct exploration of moxie's skill.

Seeing Mo Wentian's behavior, Mo Qingfeng immediately put on a face: "why, you don't even believe Lao Tzu's words?"

When he was able to detect the situation in the body, he felt the strength of Joyoung's body in moye's body. However, his research on Joyoung's magic power was only through a moment, and he felt that the Joyoung spirit in Mo's body was still some vanity. It was definitely not achieved by accumulating daily practice.

"It's true that he is the son of Laozi."

Mogao had a satisfaction on his face. Even when he was close to thirty, he broke through to the fourth level of Joyoung's magic. Because the third floor to the fourth floor is a barrier, it is not so easy to break through.

Now, when Mo Yu is only eighteen, he has broken through to the fourth level of Joyoung's magic. Hitherto unknown.

"Yes, I'm really my grandson."

Two father and son's words are the same, moye even doubt, after he has a son, will also become his grandfather and father.

"Smelly boy, you work harder for me to reach the realm that your grandfather didn't reach, and let our Mo family shine again."

Don't ask the sky, don't kick moxie.

"Dare you kick my grandson, believe it or not?"

Don't ask for a sudden surprise: "Dad, don't move. I didn't mean that. I just asked moe to work hard, not to indulge in medicine all day. Joyoung's magic is the essence. Joyoung's magic is promoted, and medical skills will naturally increase."

Mojia's medical skill is assisted by Joyoung's magic power. The higher the quality of Joyoung's true Qi, the more control it will be.

"Well, don't make any noise, and come back for dinner."

Mengtanya knows that Mo Wentian is unreliable. Even if he has asked him to bring moye and sun back for dinner earlier, he will not come back on time, so mengtanya has to come to Houshan to call them.

"Grandfather, I have a younger sister, and he will be your granddaughter in the future. You can't refuse to agree!"

Mo Xie and Mo Wentian, two father and son, walk towards Mo Qingfeng's house while supporting Mo Qingfeng. Along the way, they meet several villagers. The villagers are very honest and say hello to Mo Xie, so that Mo Xie has time to play in their house.

"It's no good, moye. It's not a matter of grandfather saying you worship your ancestors. It's not a joke. I have to meet this girl later to make a decision."

The reason is that Mo Shu is not a member of Mo's family, so she doesn't know how to read. Mo Qingfeng is an old scholar, so he is very particular about these. Especially when it comes to ancestral issues, he is a conservative. Even if moye is his grandson, it can't break this example.

When Mo Xie saw that Mo Qingfeng was so serious, he simply shut up. He knew that his grandfather seldom decided things, but once he really decided things, it was the nailing on the board. No one could say anything about it.

When the moxie family came home, Mo ling'er and Mo Shu had already played together. They were girls of the same age. One lived outside since childhood, and the other stayed in the village all the time. Both sides are curious about each other's world, so they are very happy.

"Brother moye, you are a bad man. You don't want Xiaoling."

See Mo Xie came back, Mo Ling Er instantly tooted up a small mouth, eyes full of grievances. Just now, she just slowed down moxie's step. As a result, moxie went directly to the back mountain to see his grandfather.

Mo Shu is not willing to follow, the two little girls hold Mo Xie's hand, obviously Mo Xie has become the sweet cake in the hands of the two little girls.

"Well, you can play after dinner!"

Mengtanya looks at the crowd, his face is full of Huixin smile.

"Mo Shu, come here and have a look!"

At this time, Mo Qingfeng sat on the high hall and said.

Mo Shu puts her eyes on Mo Xie, and then Mo Xie definitely nods to Mo Shu. Mo Shu is afraid to go to Mo Qingfeng.

Although she is small, she is not stupid. She finds that her anger is very serious now, and moye's grandfather is sitting on it, which may be related to whether she can stay at Mo's home.

"Little girl, where are your parents from?"

"Xiaoshu has no parents. She was picked up and raised by her grandmother." At this point, Mo Shu is full of tears, but he is very clever, know now can't cry, so forced to bear no sound.

Mo Qingfeng nods and is very satisfied with Mo Shu's background. He doesn't want mojiacun to take in some people who are not clear.

Then Mo Qingfeng directly put the pulse on Mo Shu's hand, because he also saw that Mo Shu was sick, and it was not a simple disease, otherwise Mo Xie would have been treated long ago, so he didn't have to bring it back to Mo's village.

"Well?"

Mo Qingfeng felt that his eyes were about to pop out.

"Dad, what's the matter with you?"

Mo Wentian ran to help Mo Qingfeng in an instant. Now the old man has suffered a serious internal injury. If there is any problem, the Mo family can't afford it.

Mo Qingfeng waved his hand and pushed away Mo Wentian.

"Little moye, I agree. She will be your sister in the future."

Moye is very happy when he hears that, as long as his grandfather agrees, everything will be easy to say.

"Tanya, go and get six incense sticks!"

Mo Qingfeng sat in the upper position and said.

Mengtanya can't help but be overjoyed. She takes out the prepared incense and respectfully lights it up. Then she hands it to Mo Qingfeng.

Then Mo Qingfeng divided three incense to Mo Shu, and he took three incense.

"Come, Mo Shu, follow your grandfather."

Mo Shu did not dare not from, she knew that this should be a necessary process. Moye and others are directly waiting in the same place, ancestral hall, generally can't enter, that will disturb the ancestral spirit, so Mo Qingfeng only took Mo Shu one person in the past.

What he has to do is to worship and return to his ancestors.

But for a moment, Mo Qingfeng came back with Mo Shu. At this time, Mo Qingfeng's face was full of smile, and Mo Shu was held by him.

Just for a moment, Mo Shu's simplicity, intelligence and loveliness conquered the old man in an instant.

At this time, everyone sat at the table, Mo Qingfeng exclaimed: "ask the sky, go and pour me a cup of wine."

Hearing Mo Qingfeng's words, Mo Wentian's face collapsed instantly: "Dad, you'd better not drink. Your body is not suitable for drinking now."

"When do I need you to remind me? I'm happy today. If you say more, I'll kick you now. Believe it or not?"