Chapter 404 The Collection of Hundred Poisons [22] No discussion, just notification
Mo Qing drove to Imperial City University to pick up Shen Qi.
While waiting for Shen Qi to get in the car, she glanced at her phone.
[Jiang Ke]: When will you come back?
After being stunned for a moment, Mo Qing replied: [Let’s talk again].
【Jiang Ke】:......
[Jiang Ke]: I will go to the hospital to find you after finishing my work.
After two ding-dongs, Jiang replied instantly.
At this time, Shen Qi had already sat in the passenger seat, and Mo Qing only had time to glance at the message before putting his phone away.
Mo Qing noticed that Shen Qi was carrying a bulging bag: "What's in the bag?"
"Notebook." Shen Qi stuffed his backpack into his arms, "You go visit the doctor, and I'll play games."
"Okay."
Mo Qing did not find fault with Shen Qi's behavior.
There were thin snowflakes floating in the sky, but it was warm inside the car. Shen Qi felt a little sleepy, so he leaned against the car window and watched the scenery for a while, and then managed to stand up straight before dozing off.
"I heard from Jiang Qiyi that you used to herd sheep in the northwest?" Shen Qi took the initiative to stir up the topic.
"Why did you think of asking about me?"
"Curious." Shen Qi said, "The Internet says that you are a person without a past. I can't find any information about you in the past."
Mo Qing asked leisurely: "Is it so easy for you to steal someone from the Eighth Base?"
"..."
Although but...it's not unreasonable.
Shen Qi breathed a sigh of relief.
I really can't even formulate a single sentence.
She was naturally well prepared before testing Mo Qing.
What "can't get past it"? In fact, Shen Qi dug through Mo Qing's file information and found that all the stuff was very genuine. It was all entered into the system, and no one could tell it was fake.
However, when she asked Yao Jiajia to go to the school and address recorded by Mo Qing to inquire with acquaintances, they all said that they had never seen anyone like Mo Qing.
Only her cheap brother, Huos, could make Mo Qing's past so real.
But other people's memories cannot be forged.
After careful investigation, Shen Qi found only one answer -
【Mo Qing appeared out of thin air.】
After waiting for a moment, Mo Qing asked: "Don't ask anymore?"
"No." Shen Qi put his head against the car window, "I'll take a nap."
Mo Qing glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, then slowly looked away.
She drove to the hospital, and as soon as she parked the car, Shen Qi, who was fast asleep, sat up suddenly as if he were installing a radar, and after a moment of reaction, he yawned.
Shen Qi put his backpack on his shoulders, opened the door and jumped out.
Then I was shivering from the cold.
"It's too cold."
Shen Qi pulled off his down jacket and tugged on the hat that was under the straps, but did not pull it out.
Mo Qing passed by, glanced at her, raised his hand to hook her hat, and moved it forward. The hat covered her head. Mo Qing took advantage of the situation and helped her tidy it up.
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid of the cold?"
Shen Qi glanced at her faintly: "I'm relatively normal..."
In fact, Shen Qi's physical fitness is pretty good, but she tends to get sleepy in winter.
In the past, when she spent winters in the south, the lowest temperature was a few degrees below zero. Although it was damp and cold, her body could adapt. But when she went out here, it was minus ten degrees below zero, and it was difficult for her to withstand the cold even when she was wrapped in a down jacket.
Not like Mo Qing...
Wearing a thin windbreaker and a sweater, he showed off his domineering attitude in the wind and snow.
It was in sharp contrast to the surrounding quails that were trembling with their necks locked.
Mo Qing was full of kindness: "Go back and prepare a dose of Chinese medicine for you to take care of your health."
"I don't drink."
"how?"
"It's too bitter."
When Shen Qi woke up last year, in addition to daily injections and medicine for recovery, Shen Qi also had to be fed various Chinese medicines by Hoss. This lasted for three months, and she almost lost her sense of taste.
"I'll make something sweet for you." Mo Qing patted her shoulder and walked towards the hospital building.
"Add sugar?"
"Need not."
"...I have some basic knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, thank you." Shen Qi's mouth twitched slightly.
Mo Qing said bluntly: "You have nothing at all."
Shen Qi: "..." I thank you.
Mo Qing asked: "Do you want to study medicine?"
Shen Qi shook his head and refused: "No, I decided to hand over the "Research on the Miraculous Effects of Chinese Herbal Medicine" to the state."
"It's up to you."
Anyway, all that knowledge was in Mo Qing's head, and she couldn't use it herself.
It's also good to store it in a warehouse.
"You have nothing else to ask about this book?" Shen Qi asked strangely.
It was obvious that when she first woke up, Mo Qing was quite concerned about this book...
She kept waiting for Mo Qing to get to the bottom of it, but after Mo Qing tried it twice, he didn't care at all.
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Do you want to take the initiative to explain?"
Shen Qi hesitated: "I..."
Mo Qing suddenly said: "Hey, but I don't have time to listen now."
"..."
Shen Qi was speechless. When he saw Mo Qing striding into the inpatient department, he followed him with drooped eyebrows.
If you don’t have time, then you don’t have time.
She has plenty of time.
*
Since the last time he came to visit Song Yiyuan, Mo Qing had never been there again, so he even looked for the wrong ward twice.
Mo Qing pushed open the correct ward door.
But as soon as he entered, he saw Song Yiyuan's face filled with bitterness and hatred.
Song Yiyuan has been drinking Chinese medicine prescribed by Mo Qing during this period. The scars on his body have improved significantly, but the marks are still there and have not fully recovered. His handsome face is still disfigured.
Coupled with his "great suffering and deep hatred", it is really a bit bluffing.
"Don't you remember my ward?" Song Yiyuan was lying on the bed, staring directly at Mo Qing.
The look in his eyes as if the wronged man was asking for his life.
Mo Qing showed off his acting skills: "How could that be?"
"Hey, you outspoken Mo Qing, who did you learn this hypocrisy from?" Song Yiyuan took a deep breath, "Do you think the soundproofing is good? I heard you calling my name next door!"
"Illusion."
Shen Qi, who was following behind, stood up for Mo Qing.
Song Yiyuan became even more angry: "You also forgot, didn't you?"
"..."
Shen Qi shut his mouth knowingly.
Mo Qing shrugged, put down the fruit he bought to visit Song Yiyuan, and glanced at Song Yiyuan's right hand, which was tied with a bandage.
She asked: "How is your hand recovering?"
Song Yiyuan shook his head: "I don't feel much."
His right hand can move, but the nerve damage affects his ability to operate the scalpel.
This is an extremely subtle injury.
But for his job, it would be very fatal.
Now he is still recovering, and Song Yiyuan has no particularly obvious feelings.
"Get ready," Mo Qing said directly. "You will be discharged from the hospital in the next two days, and then go to my house."
"...I think the hospital is more suitable for me."
Song Yiyuan could not imagine that any one of Mo Qing, Goblin, and Chi Shi would take care of him.
Mo Qing raised his eyelids and said lazily: "I didn't discuss it with you, I was just informing you."
Shen Qi, who had just taken out melon seeds next to him, said: "..."
