Chapter 085 Super Teacher [15] Returning to the original owner, Jingsu accident
"Is Song Jianghe still alive?"
Jingsu's words caused the originally relaxed atmosphere to suddenly freeze.
Song Yiyuan's expression stiffened.
Mo Qing looked at Jing Su, then at Song Yiyuan, and stuffed a piece of chicken wing into his mouth.
Jingsu analyzed calmly: "You said he was his brother, and I believe it. But as soon as he resigned, you replaced him; you lived in his previous residence; you didn't know how to cook before, but the food you cook now is very similar to his.
.Teacher Song, the hidden motives behind your actions are like remembering him, which makes me feel that he is no longer here."
Song Yiyuan said: "You are thinking too much."
"Then give me an explanation." Jingsu said stubbornly.
"He..." Song Yiyuan paused for a moment, his expression slightly condensed, "He is recuperating abroad."
"What's wrong with him? Is he okay? Why can't he be contacted?" Jingsu's questions came like a barrage of questions.
Eyelashes slightly drooped, covering the emotions in his eyes, Song Yiyuan said in a calm tone: "He has a serious illness, and has been undergoing surgery and resting abroad for the past two years. In order to let him have a good rest, his family basically does not allow him to follow
There is contact with the outside world."
Jingsu pursed his lips, doubtful.
"I didn't expect to bring you such a big misunderstanding." Song Yiyuan raised his eyes, smiled suddenly, and said with a relaxed expression, "I encountered something two years ago and wanted to change my career. He recommended me to be a teacher. I live here.
For convenience, I just need to renew my rent. As for the food, he taught me how to eat it, and the taste is of course similar."
His explanation is reasonable and reasonable.
Isu gradually believed it.
"If you are worried, ask him to contact you when he gets better after a while." Song Yiyuan comforted him again.
This sentence completely dispelled Jingsu's doubts.
Mo Qing has already finished two chicken wings.
She picked up another one.
Song Yiyuan glared at her: "Can you keep one?"
Mo Qing replied leisurely: "Whoever has quick hands will get it." After saying that, he picked up another one.
Song Yiyuan quickly picked up the chopsticks, picked one, hesitated, and put it into Jing Su's bowl: "Eat quickly."
"……oh."
Seeing that Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan were about to start a food fight, Jing Su nodded hesitantly.
I have always eaten with people like Jiang Ke who are always at home. No matter how good the food is, it lacks flavor in front of Mo Qing. Now I put down my arrogance. Even though Song Yiyuan's cooking is not as good as Mrs. Chen's, Mo Qing still enjoys it.
.
It's rare for Ijuku to enjoy eating so happily.
After finishing the meal, Mo Qing turned his back on the shopkeeper and went to the living room to eat fruit. Song Yiyuan had a dishwasher in the kitchen, but Jing Su was very conscious and put the dishes and chopsticks in the dishwasher for his help.
"You were a eldest lady in your last life, right?" Song Yiyuan brought a plate of sliced honeydew melons to the coffee table and tilted his head.
Mo Qing denied: "No."
Song Yiyuan didn't believe it.
This kind of ancestral style must have been taken care of growing up.
Jing Su sat down and looked at Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing. After pondering for a while, he found an entry point: "Did Song Jianghe tell you about the prescription?"
"What prescription?" Song Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, then realized, "Oh, that magical prescription that was circulated a hundred years ago?"
"Um."
Song Yiyuan shook his head: "No."
Mo Qing told Song Yiyuan all the information that needed to be said.
Song Yiyuan knew that Liang Xuzhi and Wen Yingxue coveted the prescription, that the prescription was most likely in Jingsu's hands, and that the source of the prescription was Song Jianghe.
"You don't know?" Jingsu was surprised.
"I don't know." Song Yiyuan said, "As far as I know, he has never had any contact with traditional Chinese medicine."
Jingsu immediately turned cold and said, "You two don't have a good relationship, right?"
"..."
Song Yiyuan was speechless.
What the hell?
Song Yiyuan said: "I've never heard of this."
"Then do you know the rumors about the miracle doctor a hundred years ago?" Jingsu asked solemnly.
Song Yiyuan glanced at Mo Qing, who was eating honeydew melon, and nodded with a very complicated mood: "I've heard a little bit about it."
Jing Su frowned: "Song Jianghe has been checking him, don't you know?"
Song Yiyuan was stunned.
"Anyway, since I got to know him, he has been collecting stories about the miracle doctor. He is proficient in Chinese medicine and firmly believes that the miracle doctor is real, and if the miracle doctor has a prescription left, it will be a great cause for the benefit of mankind. This is also what he wants
The original intention of collecting prescriptions." Jing Su said slowly, observing the changes in Song Yiyuan's expression.
Song Yiyuan went from stunned to shocked, then to furrowed eyebrows in deep contemplation, and finally added a touch of sadness.
Jing Su paused for a while and continued: "I have a prescription in my hand. To be precise, I don't know if it is a prescription. But I think that is what Wen Yingxue wants."
"How did you get it?"
Jing Su said: "It was among Song Jianghe's office belongings. After he resigned, a cleaner cleaned up his work station and threw away everything. Later I picked it back up. The piece of leather was sandwiched inside."
"Wait a minute." Song Yiyuan took a breath, "Before I moved here, his rental house was burglarized once, but there shouldn't be any important items lost..."
Jingsu licked the corners of his lips: "You don't know that he studies Chinese medicine and investigates miracle doctors. But all this information should be in his rented house. If you didn't see it, it should have been..."
"Stolen." Song Yiyuan took over.
"In other words," Mo Qing shook the toothpick in his hand and pointed in the air, "after Song Jianghe left, someone focused on the information he checked or the prescription in his hand. But, what about that group of people?
None were found. But this group of people is definitely not Wen Yingxue..."
When the analysis came to his mouth, Mo Qing touched the tip of his tongue to his chin and said with interest: "It's interesting."
There is a third group of people.
It seems that as Jiang Ke investigated, there are many people who covet the prescription.
Song Yiyuan sorted out his thoughts and said: "Something's wrong. If Wen Yingxue can find you, then the other group -"
"They have come to me." Jingsu's expression became more solemn, "In the first half of the year, before the college entrance examination, a group of people came to me and asked about the prescription. I didn't know what to ask, so I had a fight with them."
The end result was that Izuku was hospitalized and missed the college entrance examination.
And when he learned that the parchment paper was the prescription, he heard about the "Twenty-One Steps" some time ago. He really didn't know about it at the time, so he had a real reaction and must have been fooled.
He recently investigated the "Twenty-One Steps" because he was afraid that that group of people would come back, so he wanted answers so urgently.
"I previously doubted whether Song Jianghe was alive..." Jing Su raised his eyelids and confessed, "I was just afraid that this group of people would kill him."
Song Yiyuan said: "His... illness has nothing to do with this group of people."
Izuku nodded.
"It's useless for me to hold this prescription." Jingsu organized his thoughts and said, "Now I want to return it to its original owner. Since I can't give it to Song Jianghe, I'll give it to you. I hid it and I'll get it tomorrow.
Later, I will make an appointment with you to meet."
Jing Su doesn't trust Song Yiyuan 100% now.
However, the group of people and Wen Yingxue were all keeping an eye on the prescription. It would be difficult to ensure the safety of the prescription if he continued to hold it. It would be safer to hand it over to Song Yiyuan.
After all, Song Yiyuan is also Song Jianghe's brother, and he is always "closer" than those two groups.
"Wait a minute." Song Yiyuan turned to look at Mo Qing, "Can the prescription be destroyed?"
Mo Qing was focused on eating fruit and lazily replied: "Yes."
"Twenty-one steps?"
"I remember."
"Okay." Song Yiyuan thought for a moment and said to Jing Su, "Let's make an appointment at a time and place tomorrow."
"How can the prescription be destroyed?" Jing Su glanced at Mo Qing and retorted, "I have tested it myself. It is a piece of leather. No matter it is burned or destroyed, it cannot be damaged at all. Also, how do you know the steps?
?”
Mo Qing threw the toothpick in his hand into the trash can and clapped his hands: "Just right, I know everything you don't know."
"..."
Isu's face was full of doubts.
"To tell you the truth," Song Yiyuan coughed lightly, rubbed his hands, and came out to help, "Mo Qing and I are both from relevant national departments. She was a little prodigy in our place. Regarding those things a hundred years ago,
She couldn't be more clear."
Jingsu: "..." This is getting more and more ridiculous.
However, in order to confirm his identity, Song Yiyuan got up and went to the bedroom. When he came back, he had an ID in his hand.
"Here." Song Yiyuan handed the certificate to Jing Su.
Jingsu took it in his hand suspiciously and opened it.
The ID is somewhat like a police officer's ID, with a special badge inside which is Song Yiyuan's profile picture, name, and below it a series of numbers - "950801-0578".
Mo Qing also glanced at Song Yiyuan, looking slightly curious and appraising.
Jingsu couldn't understand and returned the ID to Song Yiyuan: "What department is this?"
"Relevant departments."
"..." Okay, the legendary relevant departments.
Having confessed to this point, Jing Su had completely dispelled his doubts. Although he still had doubts about Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing's remarks, he could not find any flaws.
After all, just take Mo Qing’s achievements as an example...
He deserves the title of "little prodigy".
After reaching an agreement with Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing, Jing Su did not stay any longer and left after saying hello.
Song Yiyuan sent him to the elevator.
When he turned back, he saw Mo Qing sitting on the sofa, studying his ID.
Mo Qing played with the ID and asked him with raised eyebrows: "Is it true or false?"
"Really." Song Yiyuan walked over and took the ID.
"You all have them?"
"Both of them are." Song Yiyuan introduced, "This is my ID as a non-staff member. The '0578' at the back represents my number. The official ID is slightly different, but the same."
Mo Qing asked: "What is the usual use of it?"
"Mainly because of this badge." Song Yiyuan pointed to the badge, "Generally, the top leaders of the organization know this badge. For some things, we have to take shortcuts and show the badge on the ID, and it will be easier to do things."
Mo Qing nodded: "It's quite convenient."
"More than 90% of the people in the base are geniuses, and 10% are capable people. We don't want to support a freeloader. In addition, the things we do are special, so we have to have some privileges." Song Yiyuan raised his eyebrows.
He went back to the bedroom, put away his ID, and said when he came out: "You are farther away over there, I will take you back later..."
The words stopped abruptly.
He saw Mo Qing standing in front of the cabinet, looking at the rows of photo albums. His eyes swept across the row of photo albums, and his eyes dimmed.
After reading them one by one, Mo Qing suddenly stood up straight, turned around, and asked Song Yiyuan in a calm tone: "Is Jing Suyi's initial guess correct?"
Song Yiyuan's eyebrows gradually became serious.
"I can just go back by myself."
Mo Qing took two steps away, waved to him calmly, then turned around and walked directly to the entrance.
Song Yiyuan watched Mo Qing leave in silence, without moving. After a long time, he seemed to escape from some heavy emotion and fell into indescribable sadness.
He sat on the sofa almost exhausted.
His younger brother who is half a year younger, his half-brother...
It was so long ago that it wasn't until Jing Su mentioned it that he suddenly remembered that when he showed his talent for Western medicine when he was young, Song Jianghe innocently told him that he would become a Chinese medicine doctor in the future and combine Chinese and Western medicine with him.
But his light obscured Song Jianghe.
He regarded Song Jianghe's ideal as a joke and never really took it to heart. After Song Jianghe was ridiculed, "You can't surpass your brother, give up", he stopped talking about Chinese medicine on any occasion.
Unexpected...
He never gave up.
*
After leaving Song Yiyuan's house, Mo Qing did not rush back to Jiang's house, but wandered around outside until late at night before taking the last subway back.
This time she entered without disturbing anyone and climbed over the wall to the second floor.
All her movements were silent.
However, he was noticed by a figure standing in front of the window.
…
The next day was the weekend, and Mo Qing went out early in the morning. Even Mrs. Chen, who got up early to make breakfast, only had time to meet her face to face.
Mrs. Chen caught up with her: "Miss Mo, are you going for a morning jog? Breakfast..."
Mo Qing said: "I have something to do when I go out, so there is no need to prepare my breakfast."
"So early?" Mrs. Chen glanced at the still dark sky, then at Mo Qing who couldn't persuade her, and sighed, "Then you have to pay attention to your safety. Girls should be more careful outside in the early morning.
"
"Know."
Mo Qing responded perfunctorily and left.
Half an hour later, Mo Qing was walking on the cold streets in the early morning. The cold wind was blowing, but the street lights were still on. She looked at the cleaner sweeping the floor on the roadside and did not move for a long time.
An electric car was driving from the front. Its tires skidded on the icy ground. It lost its direction for a moment and narrowly missed Mo Qing's shoulder.
As soon as Mo Qing frowned, he saw the man driving the electric car stop, turned his head and yelled: "Be careful, don't you watch the road when you're walking?"
Mo Qing let out a "tsk" sound.
After the man vented his anger, he drove the electric car forward again.
Mo Qing raised his hand and waved, and a small pebble flew out of his hand and flew straight into the tire behind the electric car. The tire suddenly exploded, and the man lost control again, but this time he failed to control it well and fell to the ground in a hurry.
Mo Qing left without looking back.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Mo Qing had lunch at a roadside noodle shop. As soon as he came out, he received a call from Song Yiyuan.
"Are you here?" Song Yiyuan asked.
Mo Qing looked up at the sky and saw a faint light falling down. She squinted her eyes and said, "It's less than one kilometer away from the place where we made an appointment with Jing Su."
"Okay. Then come here first." Song Yiyuan said, "Jing Su, this guy, seems to be late."
"oh."
Mo Qing hung up the phone, figured out the direction, and walked to the appointed station.
Ten minutes later, Mo Qing found Song Yiyuan under a tree near the station. Song Yiyuan looked at his watch and made a phone call, looking a little anxious.
"What's wrong?" Mo Qing walked over.
Song Yiyuan said: "I don't know what's going on, but Jing Su has been unable to contact me."
"When was the last time you contacted me?"
"An hour ago. He said he got the prescription and was heading here."
