Chapter 338 Sailing Race [09] Are you trying to usurp the throne?
"You really have no memory at all about the hypnosis they gave you?"
"No."
Jiang Ke pondered for a moment.
He continued peeling shrimps: "Actually, after I went to Dongshi City, I was always in a trance for a while, and it took about half a year before I returned to normal. I don't remember much of what happened before that."
Mo Qing was suspicious: "When did you realize that your memory was unreal?"
"After I complete my basic medical knowledge."
"Um?"
Jiang Ke raised his eyelids lightly and spoke calmly: "My work has little to do with the medical profession, but it has to have a basic foundation. When I found out that I knew nothing about medicine, I just thought that my diploma was a fake. After I completed my self-study,
I realized that even if I was messing around, I wouldn’t mess around like this."
Mo Qing felt that Jiang Ke was praising him tactfully.
She raised her eyebrows and picked up the chopsticks at hand: "You are all self-taught?"
"Um."
After all, it's not easy for people to know that he used to be an unlearned and unskilled bastard.
Mo Qing picked up a peanut: "What happened next?"
"Once the seeds of doubt are planted, there will be more doubts later. As I have told you before, given my age, qualifications, and background, the rights given to me by the Jiang family and emo are too great and abnormal."
"Very reasonable..."
Halfway through his words, Mo Qing saw Jiang Ke put the shrimp meat into his mouth and waited.
Jiang Ke ate gracefully.
Mo Qing hurriedly asked: "How do you feel?"
"Not bad." Jiang Ke commented, and then asked, "You want to try it too?"
"...No."
Mo Qing doesn't like to eat raw food.
Absolutely don't touch it.
Faced with her reaction, Jiang Ke felt somewhat regretful.
The two of them ate peacefully and chatted a few words from time to time, but they both tacitly understood each other and did not mention "Jiang Yan will come back."
On the way back, Mo Qing felt stuffy in the car and opened the window a crack.
The cold wind blew against her face, making her feel cold at all.
She pushed back her messed up hair, looked sideways at Jiang Ke, and asked, "Do you have any other plans after leaving the Jiang family?"
Jiang Ke paused: "Build a career."
Mo Qing was a little surprised and asked casually: "Start your own business?"
"Accept tasks and improve performance." Jiang Ke said quietly, "There is no one in the 101 department who can do practical things."
Mo Qing almost forgot about this incident.
She frowned: "Honestly, you want to seek power and usurp the throne, right?"
Jiang Ke said sarcastically: "As long as you don't usurp the rights you have."
"Tsk."
Mo Qing was extremely disdainful.
"Don't you want to investigate the original intention of establishing Department 101?" Jiang Ke asked.
Mo Qing said nothing.
"Although most things will be solved as long as Itoki regains his memory, but since the plan is so thorough, we won't place all our hopes on Itoki."
Jiang Ke continued: "Assuming something goes wrong at the well, they will have other plans, and Department 101 is obviously that plan."
On this point, Mo Qing was unconvinced.
Even if Jingshi didn't show up, the mission of Department 101 was still leading them step by step.
Putting his fingers on his temples, Mo Qing said, "I'm not interested."
"Really?" Jiang Ke said casually, "I'm quite interested."
Mo tilted his head and looked out the window.
The sky is gray, the pedestrians on the roadside, the buildings, and the greenery create the bustling look of the city. But when Que Mo looks at it, he feels cold and without a trace of warmth.
After a long time, Mo Qing said: "Whatever."
*
Jiang Ke walked Mo Qing to the door.
When Mo Qing opened the car door, he saw that Jiang Ke hadn't moved, so he asked, "Aren't you going in?"
"I'm not going in," Jiang Ke said, "I'm going back home."
Mo Qing nodded slightly: "Oh, when will you come back?"
"on Monday."
"OK."
Mo Qing didn't say anything more. After replying, he got out of the car.
The moment she pushed open the courtyard door, the car started. She paused, looked back, and saw Jiang Ke's car slowly driving away, disappearing from sight within a moment.
Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Qing walked in the door.
In the yard, Goblin was squatting next to the medicine patch taking care of the herbs.
Goblin saw Mo Qing and waved to her: "Minister, our first batch of herbs will be harvested soon. Some of these herbs are for Chi Shi. Do you want to find other herbs to match?"
In the past two months, Goblin seemed to be taking care of the medicinal plot casually, but the herbs grew very well.
Mo Qing glanced casually: "No."
Goblin asked again: "When will it be used?"
Mo Qing said: "Keep it for now."
"Aren't you in a hurry to give it to Chi Shi?" Goblin suddenly jumped up.
At this time, rain fell from the sky, pattering down. Goblin raised his hands to cover it and hurried to the eaves.
He came closer to Mo Qing, his eyes shining with anticipation and excitement: "He can remember more and more things recently!"
Chi Shi's situation was different from Jiang Ke's.
Chi Shi suffered from pathological amnesia. Under Mo Qing's targeted treatment, Chi Shi's memory was significantly restored.
However, late memories are fragmented, and the closer they are, the earlier they are remembered.
Nothing informative.
However, for Wen Banling and Goblin, it was already a great blessing.
"It's not the same thing that he's been drinking medicine like this." Mo Qing entered the entrance hall and paused slightly.
Immediately, she turned back and said: "I am researching new prescriptions. When he finishes drinking the current medicine, he should stop for a while."
"Ah...okay."
Goblin was a little confused, but still nodded.
After all, he knew nothing about medicine.
Just listen to Mo Qing.
…
It rained until night.
Mo Qing was reading in the bedroom. Suddenly, her cell phone rang, and Mo Qing immediately put down the book.
It turned out that Goblin sent a message asking her to go downstairs for dinner.
After looking at it for two seconds, Mo Qing wanted to put the phone down, but it suddenly vibrated.
It's Gu Wanwan's phone number.
Mo Qing answered: "What's the matter?"
"My medicine garden was destroyed." Gu Wanwan said in a deep voice, suppressing his anger, "Do you have time to come over?"
