Chapter 124 Department 101 [06] Tearing up the antidote, Mo Qing revenge
"Whether you have that kind of medical skill or not, it's hard to say." Min Chang raised his eyes, showing a bit of arrogance and cruelty, "There is poison hidden in my blade. It was passed down by the medical saints. Do you want to try it?"
"..."
Bai Xie's face suddenly changed, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.
Bai Xie swallowed unconsciously.
After the young master was poisoned, he had been dealing with the poison of the legendary medical saint for ten years, so he knew the horror of the poison.
At the moment, even though he questions the identity of "Mo Qing is the successor of the Medical Saint", he is still subconsciously afraid of the poison...
"What on earth do you want to do!"
Bai Xie couldn't figure it out.
I paid them but didn't bother them to see the patients. Why are they dissatisfied?
Min Chang asked coldly: "Where is your young master?"
Bai Xie said with a straight face and gloomy brows: "My young master only sees one doctor every day."
Min Chang sneered: "He is a dying person, and the doctor still has to beg to see him?"
"..."
Bai Xie said nothing.
At the same time, Mo Qing, who had taken out his cell phone and finished sending the message, put it away and said to Min Chang: "Let go of him."
Min Chang glanced at Mo Qing, paused for two seconds, then put away the blade and chain, and let go of Bai Xie.
Bai Xie glanced at his elbow subconsciously, feeling lingering fear.
"You two——" Bo Xie had already made up his mind to expel the guests.
"Butler Bai."
Suddenly, a voice interrupted Bai Xie.
Bai Xie was surprised.
He turned around in shock and looked at the stairs, and found his young master standing on the steps with one hand in his pocket and looking this way.
Mo Qing raised his eyes and glanced.
Gu Wanwan.
He is no longer the image of a torn coat in Zhushe Village. He has tidied himself up properly, his hair has been cut a little shorter, and his eyebrows lack some vitality, but overall...
He still looks like he deserves a beating.
"Master." After facing Shang Gu Wanwan, Bai Xie immediately said respectfully.
Gu Wanwan looked at the three of them and said, "Let them come up."
"Can……"
"What?" Gu Wanwan interrupted him, scratched his hair, and said to Mo Qing and Min Chang, "Come up."
"Let's go."
Mo Qing clapped his hands and spoke to Min Chang.
However, she went not to the stairs, but to the door.
She's leaving.
"Hey." Gu Wanwan was speechless and called her.
Mo Qing stopped, raised his eyebrows, and looked sideways.
Gu Wanwan sighed and straightened his attitude: "Can you please come up?"
"..."
Bai Xie opened his eyes wide in surprise.
?
Is this their young master who refuses to lower his profile even when the King of Heaven comes?
Doesn't the young master care about Village Chief Mo's face?
"OK."
Mo Qing admired his face.
She turned around again and walked towards the stairs.
Min Chang followed closely behind.
Naturally, Bai Xie also followed.
However, Bai Xie had just taken a few steps when he heard Gu Wanwan say: "Steward Bai, you don't have to come up."
"But, they..." Bo Xie had the word "worry" written all over his face.
Gu Wanwan said: "They won't put me to death."
Bai Xie was shocked.
——This is impossible to say!
——That boy is poisonous!
However, without waiting for Bai Xie's reminder, Gu Wanwan turned around and left.
Gu Wanwan's order was there, and Bai Xie froze on the spot, neither following nor not following. He felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
…
Halfway up the stairs, Mo Qing glanced at Min Chang.
Min Chang is packing up the "hidden weapons" in his hands.
Noticing Mo Qing's gaze, he stopped and looked up at Mo Qing, a little confused.
"When did I teach you how to use poison?" Mo Qing asked.
Min Chang paused, glanced at Bai Xie standing below, and whispered back: "You're bluffing him."
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows.
Quite clever.
*
Gu Wanwan brought Mo Qing and Min Chang to his suite.
"What to drink?" Gu Wanwan asked.
Mo Qing: "Tea."
Min Chang: "Orange juice."
There were people on the second floor, so Gu Wanwan directly ordered them to prepare.
"Sit..." As soon as the servants left, Gu Wanwan wanted to ask them to sit down, but when she opened her mouth, she suddenly found that the two of them had already sat down, so she paused and added slowly, "Okay."
Mo Qing threw the book in his hand on the coffee table and said to him: "Come here."
The tone was not good, it sounded like an order.
Gu Wanwan has a toothache.
For Xia Yuliang's sake, Gu Wanwan didn't change her face and walked over patiently.
However, when he got closer, he glanced at the books on the coffee table and couldn't help but be startled.
This textbook...
Isn't it?
Gu Wanwan's mind sank, and his eyes flashed.
"Hand." Mo Qing said.
Gu Wanwan walked up to her, lifted up his sleeve, exposed a piece of his wrist, and handed it to her.
His skin is pale and his wrists are thin, which is better than the "skin and bones" condition, but he also has a sense of morbidity and no vitality.
Mo Qing stretched out two fingers and put them on his wrist.
Min Chang looked on boredly.
However, even if he didn't understand pharmacology, he could still see that Gu Wanwan's condition was very difficult.
Even if it was his grandfather's condition, Mo Qing just took a pulse and prescribed medicine.
He was not even touched when he was given the prescription.
But now, she paused for a while, and her eyebrows changed from relaxed to solemn.
Gu Wanwan was not surprised.
After Mo Qing stopped, he slowly pulled down his sleeves and asked in a nonchalant tone: "Can it be cured?"
"No." Mo Qing said, "Let's choose a land with a good orientation for ourselves as soon as possible."
"whispering sound."
Gu Wanwan raised his eyebrows with disdain.
The servant brought tea and orange juice.
Mo Qing asked: "How did Mo Yiting treat you?"
Gu Wanwan sat down on the single sofa and replied: "Acupuncture and medicinal baths. Are you from the same school as him?"
Mo Qing picked up the tea, blew on the hot air, took a sip and said, "Forget it."
Gu Wanwan shrugged.
After all, Mo Yiting is a direct disciple of the Medical Sage, and Mo Qing... they have the same name and surname, but they are separated by several generations. If he really has some ability, he wouldn't be so famous now.
I guess I just learned a little bit.
"The Wen family just saw your illness, what did they say?" Mo Qing rubbed the rim of the cup with his fingers.
"That's nonsense," Gu Wanwan raised her legs and said nonchalantly, "Pretend to make a diagnosis, then go back and discuss it with your family and come up with a treatment plan."
"oh."
Mo Qing raised his cup and continued drinking tea.
Gu Wanwan has always been very open-minded about the treatment of diseases - life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in heaven.
He was born into the Gu family, which probably exhausted all his luck. In other aspects, it was a bit unsatisfactory.
At this moment, Gu Wanwan was more interested in other things.
He looked at Mo Qing and asked, "How long will you stay in the Imperial City?"
Mo Qing replied: "For a while."
"Are you staying?"
Gu Wanwan seems to be very hospitable.
"No."
Mo Qing glanced at him and found that he was glancing at the textbooks on the coffee table out of the corner of his eye and understood something.
But she didn't change the topic to "The Eighth Foundation."
"Leave an address." Gu Wanwan added.
"No need." Mo Qing said, "I can't save you."
Gu Wanwan choked.
——I didn’t want her to save him.
——I'm just curious about her identity in the Eighth Base.
He had heard a thing or two about Mo Qing.
——A fake daughter who wanted to replace Wen Yingxue, but when the incident came to light and was ridiculed by thousands of people, he turned around and became a descendant of the legendary "Medical Sage" in Zhushe Village.
Logically speaking, there is a high possibility that Mo Qing will be labeled a "liar".
However, she doesn't seem to have gotten over it.
Right now, it's related to the Eighth Base.
This made Gu Wanwan have to pay attention.
"I keep my word. If you encounter anything in the Imperial City, you can come to me at any time." After thinking about it, Gu Wanwan said it again, and it didn't sound like he was perfunctory.
"No need."
Mo Qing didn't care.
She put down the tea cup and stood up: "Let's go first."
Gu Wanwan made no attempt to keep her and said, "I won't send it away."
The whole process takes less than five minutes.
Mo Qing and Min Chang left again.
"Is it true that it can't be cured?" Min Chang followed Mo Qing, feeling that it was not very real.
Others didn't know Mo Qing's identity and suspected that Mo Qing's identity as "heir of the medical sage" was just marketing and fake, but he knew it all in his heart.
If there is really one person in the world who can save Gu Wanwan, it would be Mo Qing.
Mo Qing responded: "Yeah."
Min Chang reminded: "Your acupuncture needle..."
It’s a magical set of acupuncture needles, but I haven’t put them to use yet.
"The poison has become one with him. Even if you tie him into a hornet's nest, you can't save him." Mo Qingyun said calmly.
Seeing what she said, Min Chang stopped answering.
It seemed that Mo Qing really had someone he couldn't save.
"But..." Mo Qing paused.
"Um?"
Mo Qing changed the subject: "It's not hopeless."
What is it?
Before Min Chang could continue to ask, two people walked in front of him.
It's Berthay and the young man.
When the two of them saw Mo Qing and Min Chang, they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Seeing a doctor so quickly?
Others will stay there for half an hour even if they don't say anything, and only after asking detailed questions about the condition can a diagnosis be made.
How long have they been staying?
"What's the matter?" Bai Xie did not show a cold face, but a polite attitude, "Has Miss Mo finished reading?"
"Um."
"Is there anything Miss Mo can do about our young master's condition?" Bai Xie continued to ask.
Mo Qing replied: "No."
Bai Xie's expression condensed, and his eyes showed "Sure enough".
How old is she and how much ability can she have?
It’s unnecessary to take a look at the previous trip.
Now you know how much you weigh?
"Although it can't cure it, I have a prescription here." Mo Qing took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Bai Xie, "It can save him some time."
When the young man saw this, he immediately frowned and wanted to step forward to scold him.
Bai Xie raised his hand to stop the young man's movements, then took the prescription and said with a smile, "Thank you."
Seeing his smiling face, Mo Qing chuckled lightly, said nothing more, glanced at Min Chang, who was a little unhappy, and left.
Min Chang glanced at the prescription in Bai Xie's hand, thought "What a waste", and then followed Mo Qing downstairs.
Bai Xie and the young man stood there, watching Mo Qing and Min Chang leave.
"Butler Bai," the young man became anxious, "are you sure you want to give the young master the medicine prescribed by this woman? What if something bad happens after using it?"
The words faded.
Bai Xie had already unfolded the prescription, glanced at it, and tore it up.
The smile on his face gradually faded, and his eyes became colder: "Not everyone is qualified to prescribe medicine to the young master."
*
Min Chang and Mo Qing left the building and walked on the road leading to the gate.
Min Chang said: "With the steward's prejudice against you, if you give him a prescription, he may not give it to the young master."
"Let him."
Whether it is used or not, it has no impact on her.
at most……
Gu Wanwan will only live a little longer.
"Have you prepared the prescription before you came here?" Min Chang asked.
"Um."
"What effect does it have?"
"Antidote."
"..."
Min Chang was so shocked that he opened his eyes.
Almost forgot.
If the poison formula was prepared by Mo Qing, then Mo Qing must have the antidote...
Isn't targeted antidote more effective than acupuncture and medicinal baths?!
"Taking the antidote now will not completely eliminate the toxins for Gu Wanwan." Mo Qing said unhurriedly, "However, if you take it for a long time, you will live for at least three to five years, and even ten years or so."
question."
When he heard this number, Min Chang's eyelids jumped.
This is called "incurable"?!
"I heard..." Min Chang paused, "That young master can't live for more than a year now?"
"Um."
Min Chang: "..."
!
Mo Qing definitely did it on purpose.
Deliberately giving the antidote to Bai Xie instead of Gu Wanwan.
For Gu Wanwan, Gu Wanwan might try the prescription to extend his life, but for Bai Xie...
There is a high probability that Bai Xie will not use it.
But if Bai Xie knew about this one day, he would definitely regret it.
——Is this Chi Guoguo’s revenge?
Min Chang decided to keep his mouth shut and not ask any more questions - he was already feeling horrified now.
The two walked out of the door.
"I almost fell asleep." Wen Banling finally saw them and stuck his head out of the car window, "How was it?"
Glancing at Mo Qing who was there, Min Chang said: "We can't save him."
"I knew it." Wen Banling was not surprised and asked them to get in the car. "You're starving. What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."
…
*
the other side.
Villa, second floor.
Gu Wanwan stood on the balcony, holding a telescope in his hand and pointing it in the direction of the gate. He watched a flashy red car drive by. He adjusted the focus and saw the license plate number flash across his field of vision.
really.
It's Wenbanling's car.
Putting down the telescope, Gu Wanwan squinted his eyes, looking thoughtful.
After a long while, Gu Wanwan set up a telescope and then made a phone call.
Leaning against the balcony guardrail, Gu Wanwan raised his eyes to the blue sky and white clouds, and said lazily: "Nothing, I want to ask you about Captain Wen... On vacation in the Imperial City? I happen to be in the Imperial City too... Where does he live?"
*
In the afternoon, Wen Banling took Mo Qing and Min Chang back home.
"Don't knock on the door if it's okay."
Wen Banling threw away the car keys and went to his bedroom.
Min Chang went to the bedroom to change into a set of clothes, and then found Mo Qing who was busy in the living room. He hesitated for a while and said, "Grandma Guzu, I want to go out."
"Um."
Mo Qing didn't even raise his eyelids.
She is not reading a book.
There was a notebook on her knees, a pencil in her hand, and she was drawing something in the notebook.
Min Chang glanced at it without taking a closer look and asked, "Do you need anything? I'll bring it to you when I come back."
Mo Qing said: "No."
Min Chang then left.
The pattern that the ink poured on the paper gradually took shape, becoming an instrument that resembled a "chicken".
at the same time--
Master bedroom.
After Wen Banling flipped through a stack of information on the table, he breathed a sigh of relief and opened a picture on his computer.
He amplified it.
It was an instrument of unknown purpose, silver in color, exquisite in appearance, and shaped... like a chicken.
