Kneeling and begging our ancestors to be a good man Chapter 013 Number 404 [05] Stealing the beam and changing the column, the reincarnation of the genius doctor
Chapter 013 Number 404 [05] Stealing the beam and changing the column, the reincarnation of the genius doctor
After Mo Sui'an left, someone in the classroom joked: "Genius sister, please save it, we Min Acao only have money in our eyes, not the opposite sex."
Mo Qing ignored it.
She looked around the classroom and didn't see Min Chang. She turned around and left, only to bump into Min Chang within a few steps.
"Looking for Mo Sui'an?"
Min Chang, who had no eyes for the opposite sex, felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy when he saw her.
It's true that he didn't regard her as a member of the opposite sex.
"Looking for you."
Min Chang's back felt cold, and he calmed down: "What's the matter?"
Mo tilted his head towards him and said softly: "Follow me."
"oh."
Min Chang followed her obediently.
In fact, there was no one in the corridor, but Mo Qing found a remote corner before stopping, then took out a few folded papers from his pocket and threw them to Min Chang.
She said: "We will make this within half a month."
Min Chang reached out to catch it, gave her a strange look, then opened it and found that it contained the specific design of the entire set of acupuncture needles. It introduced the design, materials, and patterns in detail, and it was a one-to-one replica of the acupuncture needles he had collected at his home.
Needle.
There are nine acupuncture needles, that is, nine styles. Different styles are used for different diseases. They have been improved in modern times and are called the new nine needles.
But Mo Qing's set was strictly based on the records of the Nine Needles in the "Huangdi Neijing".
It is extremely beautifully made, just like a handicraft.
However, after Mo Qing gave him a set of drawings, he casually asked him to make it. It seemed that there was no technical difficulty at all.
Min Chang finished browsing several drawings: "Shall I do it?"
"otherwise?"
"How do you know I can do it?"
Mo Qing calmed down and said, "It depends on your skills in making homemade guns."
"..."
If you see through it but don't tell it, we'll see you again someday.
Suddenly, Min Chang had a flash of inspiration. He thought of something based on this set of drawings and the half-month deadline, and asked suspiciously: "You don't want to..."
Substituting one thing for another.
"Yeah." Mo Qing admitted frankly.
Min Chang was stunned.
He calmed down and said in disbelief: "Do you know how tight the security at Collins Hotel is?"
Mo Qing asked leisurely: "Do you know why you called me great-aunt?"
"..."
Min Chang remembered that she was a mysterious creature from a hundred years ago, and immediately closed his mouth.
*
Before the start of the school year, there were still students in the school who dared to tell Mo Qing's right and wrong to his face. After Mo Qing punished Jiang Qiyi, even if they gossiped, they would basically tell it behind his back.
Mo Qing's ears fell silent.
On Friday, there is a physical education class in the afternoon, and classes three and seven are scheduled together.
Halfway through the physical education class of Class 3, their head teacher rushed over and said a few words to the physical education teacher, and then called Wen Yingxue and Mo Sui'an away.
"What can Wen Yingxue and Mo Sui'an do together?"
"I heard that something happened at Mo Sui'an's house."
"Then they should be called Mo Sui'an and Mo Qing. What does they have to do with Wen Yingxue?"
"Don't you know, Wen Yingxue is a doctor. He is good at both Chinese and Western medicine. He seems to have been rated by a well-known medical institution as an international expert."
"Is she so awesome?"
"No. It's just that he is too low-key and doesn't get much praise."
"Is this someone we can call classmates?"
"Have you noticed that Wen Yingxue and Mo Sui'an look a bit similar, more like siblings. Their grades and looks match. How do they look like Mo Sui'an and Mo Qing..."
In the commotion, a classmate mentioned Mo Qing, and his sleeves were pulled twice, and his voice gradually became quieter.
Mo Ting heard this but didn't take it seriously.
They were not biological siblings to begin with.
"Beep——" After letting the students run for 800 meters, the physical education teacher called a gathering and said, "I know you are tight on time in your senior year of high school. You can make your own arrangements next. If you want to exercise, exercise, and if you want to study, study."
The physical education teacher said "disband", and the whole class quickly dispersed like a runaway horse.
Mo Qing didn't want to exercise or study, so he just wandered around the campus.
She passed by a statue placed near the fountain, but after walking a few steps, she suddenly felt that the statue looked familiar, tilted her head slightly, and walked back backwards.
She tilted the statue's head.
It does look familiar.
The statue is of a middle-aged man, wearing a felt hat and glasses on the bridge of his nose. He is very elegant. He is holding a book in his hand. On one side is printed "The best kindness is like water" and on the other side is printed "Honest virtue carries things". It looks stylish.
of.
damn thing.
Mo Qing's hand felt a little itchy.
"Mo Qing." As Mo Qing approached the statue, Song Yiyuan who was passing by said in time, "What are you doing here?"
Mo Qing raised his brows and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Can I smash it?"
"What do you want to do?" Song Yiyuan's heart was alarmed, and he rushed forward in three steps and blocked the statue. "This is the first principal. He founded the Junde High School, the predecessor of the First Affiliated High School. He is a
Remarkable person."
"Ah."
Mo Qing sneered, very sarcastic.
Song Yiyuan wisely understood something: "Has he offended you?"
Mo Qing walked around him.
"The others are dead, can't you spare him?"
Mo Qing didn't answer.
She pushed her sleeves up a bit and twisted her exposed wrists. It seemed like a calm movement, but it contained a different kind of crisis.
Thinking of Hoss's description of her combat power, Song Yiyuan's skin almost exploded. He closed his eyes, his heart pounded, and took out his trump card: "We have an observer's diary!"
"Huh?" Mo Qing tilted his head.
Song Yiyuan hesitated: "Just..."
There was a threat in Mo Qing's voice: "Three seconds."
"Once we are recognized as observers, as long as we have contact with you, we will record your behavior!" At this point, Song Yiyuan had no choice but to tell the truth, "If there are too many negative comments about you, you may be..."
Song Yiyuan didn't say any more.
destroy.
He looked at Mo Qing standing in front of him alive, just like a human being, and he couldn't say the word "destroy".
Mo Qing looked indifferent and only asked: "What is your evaluation of me?"
"I was busy writing you a letter of praise, and I haven't had time to write a diary yet." Song Yiyuan was so wronged that he quickly raised three fingers and promised, "As long as you don't hit the principal, I will write you a thousand-word praise essay for a week.
"
"OK."
Mo Qing happily agreed.
When Song Yiyuan was lucky to have escaped, what Mo Qing was thinking was: come again in a year.
"I almost forgot," Song Yiyuan patted his forehead, "Huos said, your father Mo Damao had a car accident on the way back and was being rescued at the Third Hospital. Mo Sui'an and Wen Yingxue both rushed over. One is his biological son.
, one is the chief surgeon. You should hurry over."
"See you for the last time?"
"That's not the case. Wen Yingxue still has something. If she takes action, there is no way she can't be saved."
"Then let's talk about it after school."
Song Yiyuan was shocked: "Don't you like studying?"
Mo Qing raised his hand, and a bright light flashed past his fingertips and flew towards the statue.
At the same time, she turned around and walked away, saying leisurely: "I suddenly fell in love with this school."
Can you please stop joking!
Weird and scary.
Song Yiyuan murmured in his heart. He looked at her leaving figure, thought of her raising her hand, suddenly thought of something, and quickly went to the statue of the first principal to check it out.
I saw a thin acupuncture needle piercing the "principal's" eyebrow, and the needle was halfway in.
There were several fine lines between the "Principal's" eyebrows.
Song Yiyuan: "..."
Speaking of which, what exactly is Mo Qing?
*
After school, Mo Qing went to the Third Hospital.
After asking around on the first floor of the hospital, she learned that Mo Damao had just been rescued and was sent to the special care ward. She found out the specific room number and walked over leisurely.
Outside the ward door, there were three people standing: Wen Yingxue, Mrs. Mo, and Mo Sui'an.
"Dr. Wen, I really don't know how to thank you. You are truly a miracle doctor..." Mrs. Mo had tears in her eyes, and her gratitude at this moment was not fake at all.
"It's okay." Wen Yingxue was wearing a white coat. There were some blood stains on it, but she had a sense of being unstained by the dust. "I and Mo Sui'an are classmates, and Mr. Jiang sent someone to invite him. There is no reason not to help."
She took out a piece of paper from her pocket: "This is a Chinese medicine prescription. If you take the medicine according to the prescription, Uncle Mo's body will recover faster."
"Dr. Wen also knows about Chinese medicine?" Mrs. Mo took the prescription in surprise, with eager eyes, a bit of admiration and reverence, "Thank you."
Mo Sui'an stood aside and said nothing, but put aside his arrogance and contempt and looked at Wen Yingxue quietly.
"I'm going to clean up first."
Wen Yingxue nodded to them and said goodbye.
She passed by Mo Qing without squinting.
Mo Qing looked back and saw the hem of the white coat rising into the air, making a slight arc.
At this time, a family member of the patient ran past in a hurry and bumped Mrs. Mo's shoulder. Mrs. Mo let go of her hand, and the piece of paper with the prescription on it floated into the air and landed at Mo Qing's feet.
