Chapter 102 Divine Doctor Village [12] The two sides cooperate and investigate together
Seeing the unsightly and delirious appearance of Village Chief Ge, Jiang Ke didn't feel any fear or pity. At most, he frowned in disgust.
Goblin guessed that he was a painter who was staying here. He was afraid that he would be frightened. His heart trembled and he said: "This brother..."
However, Jiang Ke ignored him and asked Mo Qing instead: "Who is he calling a god?"
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Me."
Jiang Ke showed an expression of "As expected".
Mo Qing asked: "Where have you been?"
"The Bamboo Mountain behind." Jiang Ke never forgot his role-playing skills and added, "Draw the sunrise."
Goblin looked at the two of them strangely.
This must be the first time these two have met. Why is the atmosphere when they talk so weird, as if they have known each other for a long time?
"What's going on?"
Along with a cough, a hoarse voice came from the stairs.
The three of them looked up and saw a man holding on to the railing, moving down from it step by step with frivolous steps.
He also wore a gauze hat and gloves. Under the loose clothes, his skinny figure could be seen.
His identity is easy to guess.
There are only three people in the family of Village Chief Ge. Apart from Chief Ge, they are his precious son and his wife. The one in front of him must be his son without a doubt.
His name is Ge Muguo.
"You are Lao Ge's son," Goblin didn't hide it. "As soon as your father saw my friend, he suddenly knelt down and shouted, 'God, spare my life.' We were still wondering what was going on.
ah?"
Ge Muguo came closer, raised his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Goblin, Jiang Ke, and Mo Qing carefully.
"Sorry." Ge Muguo's voice was hoarse and unpleasant.
He coughed again, walked towards Village Chief Ge, bent down and helped him up: "Dad, it's me."
"Mu Guo..." Hearing Ge Mu Guo's voice, Village Chief Ge seemed to have regained some of his sanity. He looked at Ge Mu Guo blankly with bloodshot eyes, and then said excitedly, "Mu Guo, I saw the gods. The gods.
Appeared!"
Ge Muguo asked: "Where are the gods?"
"There! Right there!" Village Chief Ge pointed at Mo Qing, "She! That's her!"
"She's human."
"She's not a human! She's a fairy! No..." Village Chief Ge shook his head, "No, she's the medical saint! Do you remember, it's the medical saint that Xia Yuliang talks about!"
Ge Muguo was startled when he heard "Xia Yuliang" and "Medical Saint".
After thinking for a while, he said to Mo Qing and the others, "Would you mind staying away for a while? My dad may be a little irritated, and I have to persuade him."
After he said so, Mo Qing and the other two people could no longer watch the show here, so they exited the door and went to the courtyard outside to stay.
The sun is just right in the morning and the breeze is gentle.
Mo Qing put his hands in his pocket, looked at Jiang Ke sideways, and curled his lips: "You look very personal in your dressing."
Jiang Ke met her eyes.
The four eyes looked at each other with deep meaning.
However, Goblin, who did not understand the style, had to say: "You don't know this, artists are like this, what is this? Artistic style, right?"
Speaking of this, Goblin also asked Jiang Ke, as if asking for approval.
Jiang Ke pretended not to have heard anything and regarded Goblin as an invisible person. He asked Mo Qing, "Have you eaten?"
"not yet."
"I left a breakfast." Jiang Ke handed over a piece of chocolate and a pack of biscuits, "Just in time, I just lost my appetite."
"OK."
Mo Qing accepted it readily.
Goblin: "..."
Hold.
What kind of development is this?
Isn't it the first time that they met, and now they meet each other's eyes?!
Ancestor, don’t forget your identity and age. Hooking up with juniors will be morally condemned!
While Goblin was having a crazy barrage in his mind, the howling of Chief Ge in the room gradually became quieter. After a while, it was completely silent.
Soon, Ge Muguo walked to the door, looked at the sunshine outside, and looked away.
"You guys come in." Ge Muguo said to the three of them.
Through a layer of black gauze, Ge Muguo's expression could not be seen clearly, but Mo Qing could clearly feel that Ge Muguo's eyes had always been on him.
Knowing that they were sick and afraid of light, the three of them entered the house.
As soon as Goblin stepped through the door, he couldn't wait to ask: "What's going on?"
"Maybe he recognized the wrong person. Don't worry about it," Ge Muguo said.
His attitude was a bit cold.
Goblin thought: That's not necessarily the case. After all, the word "medical sage" can be linked to Mo Qing.
Without expressing his guess, Goblin stared at Ge Muguo and asked, "Xia Yuliang, is this your wife?"
After hesitating for a moment, Ge Muguo nodded: "Yes."
Goblin asked again: "Who is the medical saint your father is talking about?"
Ge Muguo said coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"
Last night, he heard from his father that three people came to the house, one was a painter, and the other two were Taoist priests.
But, the yellow-haired Taoist priest...can he be called a Taoist priest?
Charlatans also know how to dye their hair black and put on a Taoist robe. These two are really lawless. They dye their hair yellow and then come out to deceive.
"I can't say for sure." Goblin narrowed his eyes, "I'm good at subjugating demons and slaying demons. My friend——"
Turning slightly sideways, Goblin pointed at Mo Qing: "That's her, she's good at treating illnesses and saving people."
"Which university did you graduate from? Do you have a certificate?" Although Ge Muguo's voice was unpleasant, it was full of sarcasm.
Goblin coughed and said, "She is a Chinese medicine doctor."
Ge Muguo asked again: "Where did the master come from?"
"..."
It's hard for Goblin to say this.
Mo Qing spoke at the right time: "Qihuang lineage."
Ge Muguo was stunned for a while when he heard the sound. He looked at Mo Qing through the black gauze for a long time and said, "The Qihuang lineage is hard to avoid. In recent years, there are not many real Qihuang doctors. There are charlatans everywhere."
Mo Qing's eyebrows moved slightly, a little surprised.
When he said "Qihuang lineage", Mo Qing never thought about it. Ge Muguo knew about "Qihuang lineage". After all, when Mrs. Mo and Mo Sui'an talked about it, they had never even heard of "Qihuang lineage".
When she makes random nonsense.
"You don't believe it." Mo Qing said slowly, "But since you know the Qihuang lineage, you must know that your symptoms are not a curse, but poisoning. I will give it a try and it will be up to you whether you believe it or not."
"you……"
Ge Muguo hesitated.
After a while, he compromised and said: "My wife Xia Yuliang is from the Miracle Doctor Village. The so-called medical saint is the belief of everyone in their village. As for why my father recognized you as the medical saint, I don't know."
"Your wife is from the Miracle Doctor Village?" Goblin asked in surprise.
"Yes." Ge Muguo nodded, "She is an orphan. She studied medicine in the Miracle Doctor Village since she was a child. There is only one high school nearby. She and I are classmates, and she wants to be a doctor..."
"However, it's not a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but a surgeon."
"After she graduated, she became a doctor as she wished, and she still had a chance to get some emo rating. But she worked hard and earned little. She happened to be pregnant, so I asked her to resign and let her raise the baby in her hometown. My dad
Mom takes care of her."
"I didn't expect..." Ge Muguo took a breath, "Before she died, for a period of time, she often went to the mountains to collect herbs, and got some medicinal materials and came back to tinker with them. They said they were old prescriptions for recuperating the body, but they were actually poisons. She felt that our family,
Our village feels sorry for her and wants to drag us to die with her."
Goblin frowned: "Since you know better, why don't you see a doctor?!"
"Looking for a doctor?" Ge Muguo paused for a moment, then swayed, stepped forward, and suddenly lifted the gauze curtain, revealing a bloody and rotten face, "I am like this now, even if I look for a doctor, will it be useful?
!If we find a doctor, our whole village will become a laughing stock, our family will be the sinner of the whole village, and we won’t even be able to save our ancestral graves!”
"So, you would rather let the villagers think this is a curse, let them rely on the theory of ghosts and gods, and watch them die with you. Just to protect your own family?" Goblin asked word by word, with a tone of voice.
Wrapped in anger.
His fists were raised.
"There is no way." Ge Muguo argued, "So what if we tell the truth? People in our village don't believe in doctors at all! Besides, are doctors omnipotent?"
"You are so disrespectful of human life!" Goblin was furious.
Ge Muguo said: "Whatever you say."
Goblin raised his head: "I will explain the situation to the villagers!"
"casual."
Ge Muguo coughed again.
This time, he coughed so violently that he coughed up a pool of blood, which was shocking.
If he had not stayed here, Ge Muguo would definitely leave and believe in this world.
Goblin raised his fist and lowered it again. However, he was filled with anger.
If Ge Muguo was healthy, Goblin's punch must have hit Ge Muguo's face. However, Ge Muguo was terminally ill, and if he punched Ge Muguo, he would probably die.
At that time, he felt happy, but if he turned around, he would be in trouble.
The sky is high and the emperor is far away, even Hoth can't protect him.
"If you can cure it, go ahead and treat it." Ge Muguo paused for a moment, said a few words, and then slowly walked towards the stairs.
He moved up step by step, which was more difficult than going down the stairs.
However, the three people present showed no sympathy at all and looked at this scene indifferently, with no intention of reaching out to help.
"Are you scared?" Goblin turned to Painter Jiang and said, "I advise you to leave as soon as possible. This village is really abnormal. Who knows what kind of crazy behavior this group of villagers who engage in feudal superstition will do. Run away if you can.
Run."
He means well.
Unfortunately, Painter Jiang didn't appreciate it.
Jiang Ke ignored Goblin again and asked Mo Qing: "I have to go to the back mountain in the afternoon, do you want to come with me?"
Mo Qing raised his eyelids: "It depends on the situation."
"Why are you going to the back mountain?" Goblin said anxiously, "Didn't I let you go? You're such a good person, why are you joining in the fun?"
After glancing at him, Jiang Ke finally responded: "I paint sunsets."
Goblin was extremely shocked: "Don't you think this village is in panic?"
"I think..." Jiang Ke paused, then smiled suddenly, looking even more frightened, "This village is very artistic. Isn't it interesting to see the village and zombies in the evening?"
"..."
How funny!
This person is a pervert!
Goblin now recalled the crowd of people he saw at dawn, and thought that their clothes were full of rotting flesh, like zombies, and he got goosebumps for no reason.
This painter looks like a human being, how can he do such scary things!
"It's up to you." Goblin said to Jiang Ke, and then pulled Mo Qing aside.
He turned his head and found that Jiang Ke was carrying a drawing board on his shoulder and his left hand was in his pocket. He was looking at them leisurely. At that moment, when his eyes met Jiang Ke's, he also noticed a coldness.
Goblin shrank for a moment, and then thought about Mo Qing beside him, and emboldened him: "You must be a bit discerning. If you don't see us, are you going to whisper something? Can you avoid it?"
"You said what you said." Jiang Ke said lightly, "I eavesdropped on mine."
Goblin: "..."
You have to save some face for eavesdropping. You made it clear that you were listening openly!
Mo Qing glanced at the two people who were about to quarrel, stopped them in time, and said to Goblin: "He is not an outsider."
"What?" Goblin was stunned.
Mo Qing added: "I know him."
"oh……"
Goblin looked suddenly enlightened.
No wonder they both look like acquaintances!
The co-authors are really acquaintances!
"His surname is Jiang. He is a poor student, half-skilled, and a good-looking showman." Mo Qing completed Jiang Ke's new character design in a few words and gave him a clear positioning.
Goblin: "..."
Jiang Ke: "..."
"Let's get down to business." Mo Qing brought the topic back on track, "Go and have a chat with Village Chief Ge, and while he's so frightened, come up with more words."
"Good idea." Goblin nodded, "What about you?"
Mo Qing said: "I'm going to take a look at the girls who are not sick."
Jiang Ke followed, "I happen to want to go see it too."
Mo Qingqi looked at him sideways: "What are you looking at?"
"Look..." Jiang Ke almost fell into the hole she dug. He paused, curled his lips and uttered one word, "Sick."
Mo Qing was satisfied and asked again: "Bring your drawing board?"
Jiang Ke glanced at the drawing board on his shoulder and said, "There has to be some excuse."
The next plan of the three people was determined.
After simply eating some snacks, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke left Village Chief Ge's house, while Goblin stayed at Chief Ge's house to prepare his "rhetoric" plan.
…
During the day, the village is surrounded by sunshine, with grass growing and warblers flying, and occasional smoke rising from someone's chimney, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
At first glance, there is nothing unusual about the village.
However, if you look around carefully, you will find that the people in the fields and vegetable fields are all women. Those washing clothes by the river and busy in front of the house are all women. There is no sign of a man.
"It's like a country of daughters." Jiang Ke made a pertinent comment.
Mo Qing said: "It's quite harmonious."
Jiang Ke glanced at her from the corner of his eye.
"A village that favors boys over girls is now maintained by women." Mo Qing raised his eyebrows, "It's quite ironic that Xia Yuliang arranged this."
"Just like this, it can't change anything." Jiang Ke said, "On the contrary, they did all the work that they shouldn't have done."
Mo Qing was noncommittal.
Perhaps, Xia Yuliang didn't think that much at all, she just wanted to feel pity for this group of people and didn't want to harm them, so she just gave them the antidote before she died.
Looking around, Mo Qing saw a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old in the field below.
The girl wore a ponytail and was digging the field with a hoe.
Mo Qing walked over, half-crouched on the edge of the land, and said to her, "Hello."
When the girl heard the sound, she raised her head and glanced at her, but it was just a glance. She lowered her head in a hurry and continued busy with her own business. She looked like she "refuses to communicate".
Mo Qing was a bit difficult to handle.
At this time, Jiang Ke walked up to Mo Qing, put down the painter, took out a sketchbook, and said to the girl, "Can I draw you a picture?"
"ah?"
The girl looked up in shock, embarrassed and panicked.
The moment I saw Jiang Ke, I blushed and my face turned red.
