Chapter 015 Number 404 [07] Sister Hoss, hidden mystery
When Hoss came back from fetching hot water, he saw Mo Qing standing by the bed, flipping through a book, and reminded him, "The book belongs to her."
"oh."
Mo Qing did not put down the book, but picked up the paper.
She asked: "Is this hers too?"
"Um."
"Do you know the origin?"
"We are investigating." Hoss was very keen, "Do you have any clues?"
"No."
Hoss didn't quite believe what she said, but he didn't ask any questions. He walked over, took the book, clipped the paper to a specific page, closed the book, and put the book on the bedside table.
The doctor said that he could read to his sister at ordinary times. Hoss found several books among her belongings, including this one.
Unexpectedly, this specially wrapped book turned out to be an ancient book with some messy things written on it.
But the piece of paper inside caught his attention.
It happened that I was investigating the Immortal Society recently, and this pattern was too consistent with the Immortal Society's logo. Hoss had to doubt his sister's relationship with the Immortal Society, and he also became suspicious of his sister's accident.
"Is school going well?" Hoss asked.
"Um."
Except for the torture of Chinese reading comprehension, everything else is fine.
"If you have anything to do at school, come to Song Yiyuan. If you have something to do outside, come to me." Huos instructed, "Go to Mo Damao first and behave well. The base has been observing your movements."
Mo Qing said something perfunctory absentmindedly, his eyes swept over the girl on the hospital bed, and then walked out.
When going down the stairs, Mo Qing turned a corner and saw a tall figure in his field of vision.
It's Jiang Ke.
His back was against the wall, his white shirt without a tie, two buttons unbuttoned, and his thin and sexy collarbones were half-covered, showing a bit of asceticism. At this moment, he restrained his aura, and his expression became more lazy and easy-going, which was not as good as usual.
Indifferent and majestic.
His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his nose as bold as a hanging, are inherently eye-catching. In the past, he had a cold and indifferent attitude, and some people did not dare to look at him. Now that he has taken off that layer of disguise, he looks evil and seductive, even if he is quiet.
Standing still is like walking hormones, causing the opposite sex to look back again and again.
It was an extremely familiar face. The calm and distant appearance once allowed Mo Qing to tell that they were two people. But now that this appearance came into view, Mo Qing suddenly felt that he had traveled a hundred years and arrived in front of him.
He looked very much like the man sitting among the dead and waving to her.
"Drink?"
Jiang Ke looked sideways, raised his arm, and handed a bottle of yogurt to her.
Mo Qing came back to his senses, put aside the dazed illusion, subconsciously took the yogurt, unscrewed the bottle cap, and asked: "Wait for me?"
"Um."
"What's up?"
After Mo Qing raised her eyebrows and asked, she raised her head and took a sip of yogurt. The strange taste entered her mouth, making her narrow eyes wide open, showing a slight shock.
Catching her subtle expression, Jiang Ke seemed to have noticed something and asked with interest: "Does it taste good?"
Mo Qing turned his head away wordlessly, avoiding looking at him, and at the same time couldn't help but take a sip of yogurt.
Jiang Ke suddenly curled his lower lip: "Do you like staying at the Mo family?"
"good."
"Both the Mo family and the Jiang family prioritize family interests. If you cannot bring benefits to them, you will inevitably be a little angry."
Mo tilted his head at him: "So?"
Jiang Ke said calmly: "You can tell me if you feel angry."
"Why are you helping me?" Mo Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at her secretly.
"It pleases you."
After saying these words softly, Jiang Ke stood up straight, his figure straightened up and taller. He lost his laziness and casualness for a moment, and returned to the indifference of not being near strangers.
It's like wearing a mask.
He went downstairs and left first.
Mo Qing stared at his back and frowned in confusion. She accidentally raised the yogurt and took a sip. Her attention was attracted by the taste of the yogurt. She glanced at the bottle and wrote down the packaging.
Very delicious.
*
Mo Damao will be hospitalized for a while.
Under the supervision of Hoss, Mo Qing would occasionally visit her. However, because of her lukewarm temperament and poor performance, Mo Damao didn't like her very much.
Mo Qing went there less often.
Three days before the Collins Hotel auction, Mo Qing managed to obtain a set of hotel architectural drawings. At the same time, Min Chang made a perfect replica of the set of acupuncture needles.
Ready.
Huichun Pavilion.
Mo Qing sat at the front desk on the first floor, crossed his legs, spread out the hotel drawings, and studied them without hesitation.
Min Chang, who was waiting for Min Chenghuai to drink the medicine, went downstairs. Seeing Mo Qing's actions, he asked, "When do you plan to take action?"
"On the day of the auction."
"Do you need help?"
"No need." Mo Qing replied nonchalantly, then asked, "How is your grandfather doing?"
"I feel much better. Sometimes I can go downstairs for a walk." Min Chang was convinced by Mo Qing's medical skills. "If he knew you were coming, he would definitely come downstairs."
"No need." Mo Qing held a sketch pen in his hand, making marks on the drawing, and said lazily, "It's easy to have nightmares if you are raised by a grandpa's aunt."
Min Chang looked at her thoughtfully.
When he was asked to kneel down and serve tea, he really couldn't tell at all.
Mo Qing suddenly raised his head and pointed his chin towards the table: "Here."
Min Chang walked over and saw a prescription. He picked it up and found that the handwriting was neat and elegant, and he had good calligraphy.
He was stunned: "Have you practiced calligraphy?"
"I've always been good at calligraphy." Mo Qing said, "Your body needs to be replenished with this medicine. If you drink it for four or five years, even if you don't live a long life, you won't die young."
.”
Min Chang's movements froze.
He was physically weak, a disease brought about from his mother's womb. When he was a child, Min Chenghuai raised him as a medicine jar and only then saved his life. But his foundation is still weaker than ordinary people.
Min Chenghuai said that he would not live to be thirty.
However, Mo Qing gave him a prescription, saying in an understatement that "it will prevent him from dying young." It seemed like a simple effort, but it could easily extend his life.
Min Chang's mood was quite complicated.
Holding the prescription, Min Chang's eyelids drooped lightly, he folded the prescription and said softly: "Thank you."
"Go get something to drink." Mo Qing raised his eyes and ordered calmly.
"good."
Min Chang had no temper at all in front of her.
Two minutes later, Min Chang took out two bottles of yogurt and put them on the front desk: "There are only two bottles left. I will buy new ones in the evening and bring them to school for you tomorrow."
He didn't know why Mo Qing liked this yogurt, but since Mo Qing liked it, he only had to be responsible for buying it for her.
"Um."
Mo Qing opened a bottle of yogurt.
Min Chang asked: "Have you figured out how to enter the auction?"
"Invitation?" Mo Qing put down the yogurt, with a touch of white on the corners of her lips, she said casually, "Can't I just steal one?"
Min Chang frowned: "Identity verification is required."
"Um?"
Mo Qing doesn't understand many modern rules.
Min Chang knew her situation and saw that she had a blind spot in this area, so he explained to her in detail the problem of QR code invitations and identity verification. This was something she could not steal. There should be a difference between her original plan and the actual situation.
Must come in and out.
"oh."
After Mo listened, he didn't think it was strange.
After all, in this society where the average life expectancy is less than 100 years old, she is the rarest one.
Min Chang asked: "What are you going to do?"
"Look for someone to help." Mo Qing replied casually, turned his wrist outward, and tapped the empty bottle of yogurt with a sketch pen, "You go and buy it now."
"..."
Min Chang hesitated for a moment, but when he saw her calm and calm look, he finally stopped caring and took his cell phone to work as a yogurt restocker.
Mo Qing took out his cell phone after he left.
There are three phone numbers in the address book: Jiang Ke, Huo Si, and Song Yiyuan.
She glanced at it, pointed at Jiang Ke's phone, and dialed.
"Mo Qing?"
After the phone rang three times, Jiang Ke's voice came.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
The countdown to Jiang Ke’s transformation is one day away.
