Chapter 093 Divine Doctor Village [03] Sudden mutation, the relationship is strained
Jiang Ke raised his hand and tried to knock on the door. The moment his joints touched the door, he paused and then slowly pulled back.
He turned around, walked a few steps, and finally turned back.
"Knock knock knock."
He finally knocked on the door.
There was no sound inside.
There was light coming from the crack in the door, and the room was bright. Logically speaking, Mo Qing should not have slept. However, no one came to open the door, and no sound was heard.
After a pause, Jiang Ke knocked on the door twice more and shouted in a deep voice: "Mo Qing."
Still no response.
Jiang Ke thought for a moment, put his hand on the doorknob, pushed down hard, and the door lock opened.
He paused, then pushed the door open.
The room was full of light, and a cool breeze blew in. Jiang Ke squinted his eyes, his field of vision narrowed, and he saw the figure standing in front of the window, with his nightgown flying and his black hair dancing wildly.
Mo Qing turned her back to him.
The nightgown was as thin as a layer of tulle, outlining her slender figure. The back collar was slightly open, and the slender neck lines were soft, barely visible in the flying blue silk.
She looked back at him.
That glance sent chills down Jiang Ke's spine and he froze in place.
Her eyes were red, bright and rich, like blood, like ghosts from the underworld, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent.
And her nails, I don’t know when, grew very long, and the nails turned red.
With just one glance, Mo Qing suddenly raised his hand, and a stone flew over, brushed past Jiang Ke's shoulder, and bounced to the switch button on the wall.
There was a "click" and the light went out.
Darkness instantly swallowed up his vision. Jiang Ke was stunned for a moment when he saw the white shadow passing by the window, the hem of his skirt sliding along the window frame, and soon the figure completely disappeared.
Jiang Ke walked into the bedroom and quickly came to the window, but looked around and found nothing.
Jiang carved his temples straight and protruding.
He pressed his temples with his fingers and took a few seconds to calm down. However, no matter how he thought about it, he never felt that the scene just now was an illusion.
Even though, the picture looked like an illusion.
So, Mo Qing has lived for a hundred years and behaves differently from ordinary people because... she is not human?
When this idea came up, Jiang Ke was shocked for a moment, and then suppressed these emotions.
This is not the point.
The question is, where will she go?
Will she come back again?
After standing at the window for a long time, Jiang Ke's eyes adapted to the darkness. With the moonlight shining into the room, Jiang Ke glanced around.
This is the first time Mo Qing has come here since he moved in.
A bed, a wardrobe, and a desk. Cold and monotonous, clearly empty.
Mo Qing didn't have many belongings, so he had packed them all and put them beside the bed, just two bags. There were some bottles and jars on the desk, half of them were filled, and some powders and granules were spilled.
Jiang Ke walked over, placed the fallen porcelain vase, twisted some powder with his fingers, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly.
A medicinal smell.
…
Jiang Ke did not leave and stayed in the bedroom.
The moon rises high into the sky and then sets quietly. The night is based on black, extremely dark, like silky satin. The crescent moon hangs in the eastern sky, as thin as a curved hook.
The window is always open.
It was cold inside.
When dawn was approaching, Jiang Ke looked out the window at the night, closed his eyes, and finally turned around and left.
He returned to his bedroom without turning on the light. He went to the bedside table and touched a cigarette and a lighter.
Only then did he realize that his fingers were stiff.
The floor heating in the villa was turned on, and he only wore a home sweater. After a night of wind blowing next door, he didn't feel cold, but his body was frozen.
After moving his fingers, Jiang Ke frowned slightly, picked up a cigarette, and bit it.
He opened the lighter, and a light blue flame suddenly burst out. His deep eyes stared at the flame, and he vaguely thought of that rainy day in the Mo family.
Mo Qing lowered his head and smoked, had a fragile and flexible slender neck, and had a very faint alluring charm.
Desolate white, extremely gorgeous.
Suddenly, in the quiet morning, the sound of closing the window was heard, very soft but abrupt.
The fire went out.
*
Jiang Ke didn't sleep. After staying up for two hours, he looked at his watch and went to take a shower.
It was breakfast time. When Jiang Ke went downstairs, he heard noises from the kitchen. It was Mrs. Chen making breakfast. He walked down the stairs calmly as before.
A voice came from the restaurant.
Mo Qing said: "Sister-in-law Chen, add some vinegar."
Mrs. Chen responded: "Here we come."
Walking faster, Jiang Ke walked outside the restaurant and saw Mo Qing eating dumplings at the dining table. Mrs. Chen ran out of the kitchen holding a bottle of vinegar. When she saw Jiang Ke, she greeted him.
Jiang Ke's eyes were fixed on Mo Qing.
Mo Qing raised his head, looked at him calmly, and said, "Morning."
Her pupils are black and her nails are trimmed, neat and round. They are no different from before.
The scene last night seemed like an illusion.
"morning."
Jiang Ke replied, walked to the opposite side of Mo Qing, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
"When are you leaving?" Jiang Ke was stunned for a moment after asking.
When he said this, he had the intention of driving people away.
Mo Qing looked calm, added some vinegar to his condiment plate, and said, "In the morning."
After a pause, Jiang Ke said, "I'll see you off."
"No, Hoth will pick him up." Mo Qing refused.
They didn't mention anything about last night, as if nothing had happened.
But, there are fewer words.
The breakfast was very quiet. Mo Qing put down her chopsticks and went back to her room. She didn't go downstairs with her luggage until Huos came to pick her up.
She didn't say goodbye.
Jiang Ke didn't send it either.
Jiang Ke stood by the window and saw Mo Qing walking out the door. The man named Huos diligently carried her luggage, opened the door, and then drove away, leaving the door empty.
Do they all know?
Jiang Ke was a little uneasy. He couldn't explain it clearly, but it was still on his mind.
Even more uneasy than when he found out that he had no past.
If he had been in the fog, Mo Qing's appearance was like a net coming down, pulling a thread, leading to a mystery from a hundred years ago and a secret organization.
What is the end of this line?
"Knock knock knock." Mrs. Chen's voice sounded at the door, "Master Jiang."
Glancing at the door again, Jiang Ke dropped his gaze and went to open the door.
"Master Jiang," Mrs. Chen took out two familiar small porcelain bottles and handed them to Jiang Ke, "Miss Mo asked me to give these to you. She said that when you have a headache, just take one and it will relieve the symptoms."
"Um."
Jiang Ke responded calmly and took the small porcelain bottle.
"Also." Mrs. Chen took something out of her pocket and revealed it. It was a black card. "When she left just now, she asked me to return this card to you."
Jiang Ke frowned slightly and took the black card over.
Just return the card to him and want to end the relationship?
There are no doors.
*
The warm winter sun has set on the ground, the sunshine is just right, and the breeze is gentle. Winter in southern cities has no distinctive features, and the two rows of trees on the roadside are still lush.
Hoss parked the car outside Huichun Pavilion.
Through the bright car window, he glanced at the dilapidated plaque and asked, "Are you sure you want to stay here?"
"Um."
Hoss asked warily: "You don't want to practice medicine, do you?"
Mo Qing glanced at him leisurely.
"Practice medicine without a license, and you will easily end up in jail." Hoss glanced at Huichun Pavilion again, "It will also implicate their grandfather and grandson."
"oh."
Mo Qing responded perfunctorily, not bothering to listen to his "education", pushed the car door open, and walked out.
Hoss hesitated for a moment, then got out of the car and followed.
Mo Qing didn't have much luggage, but Hoss still took the initiative to help and carried all her luggage. As he followed her into the Huichun Pavilion, he didn't forget to tell Mo Qing, "Don't cause trouble to others."
"Auntie, you're here." Min Cheng came to greet her with a cane in her arms.
Hoss wanted to continue telling Mo Qing, but when he heard this old voice, he looked up at Min Chenghuai, his heart trembled, and he almost tripped over the threshold.
He glanced at Min Chenghuai and then at Mo Qing.
Mo Qing nodded: "Yeah."
"Thank you for your hard work." Min Chenghuai said to Huos, and then asked Mo Qing, "Who is this..."
"My name is Hoss." Hoss replied, pleasantly.
It was really hard for Hoss to keep a straight face for an old man.
"Xiao Huo, come here, sit down and have a cup of tea first." Min Chenghuai greeted enthusiastically.
Mo Qing was not afraid that Huosi would find out about Min Chenghuai calling her "aunt", nor was he afraid that Huosi would investigate——
Firstly, she was open-minded and allowed them to investigate as much as they wanted; secondly, Min Chenghuai didn't know much himself and couldn't ask anything.
Hoss and Min Chenghuai sat in the consulting room for a while. When they came out, he saw Mo Qing standing at the front desk sorting out the medicinal materials. After a pause, he walked towards Mo Qing.
He said: "You can stay here, but you have to report to the base regularly."
"Hmm." Mo Qing pinched two astragalus roots to check.
"If you need anything, just ask me." Hoss continued, "I will give you living expenses as usual. If it's not enough, you can ask me for it again."
Having said that, Mo Qing hasn't spent any money at all in the past few months.
As soon as Hoss remembered it, he would transfer a sum of money to Mo Qing privately, causing the balance in Mo Qing's account to increase again and again, and he made considerable savings among middle school students.
Mo Qing said absently: "Oh."
Huos didn't stop: "If you really want to treat people and do something good, you can help Mr. Min."
"..."
Mo Qing was too lazy to talk.
After a long time, Hoss finished all the instructions.
Min Cheng wanted to keep Huos for lunch, but under Mo Qing's eyes, Huos wisely left without staying for the meal.
*
Mo Qing stayed in Huichun Pavilion.
Min Chang gave his bedroom to Mo Qing and moved in to sleep with Min Chenghuai.
Min Chang is responsible for three meals a day. When he wakes up early in the morning, he makes breakfast for them. If it is late and he is in a hurry to go to school, he goes to the breakfast shop next door to buy ready-made breakfast.
At noon he asked Mo Qing to order takeout.
In the evening he would bring some ingredients back to cook for himself.
Mo Qing took over the consulting room.
She had long forgotten Huo Si's advice, but no patient came to her door if she wanted to be treated. Occasionally, one would come, but when he saw her young age, he hurried away.
In desperation, Mo Qing had no choice but to toss the medicinal materials every day.
The weather has changed again recently, with dark clouds and gloomy skies. When it got dark, snow started to fall. By the time Min Chang came back from school, a layer of white frost had already fallen on the ground.
"The results of this joint entrance examination are out." Min Chang took off his hood and threw his schoolbag aside.
He walked straight to Mo Qing, who was tinkering with medicinal herbs at the front desk.
"Oh." Mo Qing was not interested.
Min Chang glanced at her: "You are number one in the city again."
"oh."
Min Chang looked at her and asked strangely: "Why have you been so sleepy these two days?"
After moving to Huichun Pavilion, Mo Qing has been spending time with medicinal herbs and hasn't spoken much. Of course, she didn't talk much before, but the feeling is different from now.
"The situation has changed." Mo Qing casually found an excuse to deal with it.
"Oh." Min Chang didn't know what she was thinking anyway. He pulled off a scarf and suddenly thought of something, "Teacher Song resigned. We will change the class teacher in the second half of the year."
Min Chang knew about this in advance.
Song Yiyuan planned to leave quietly and hide the news tightly.
The students in Class 7 still think that Song Yiyuan can take them to graduation.
"Yeah." Mo Qing responded.
Min Chang took off his scarf, picked up his schoolbag and wanted to go upstairs, but after taking two steps, he turned back and stood at the front desk, asking: "Do you plan to spend this winter with this pile of medicinal materials?"
Mo Qing lowered his head and paused for a moment on the pounding bucket, then said, "It's time to find something to do."
"What's up?"
"Let's talk again."
Min Chang: "..."
On this day, Mo Qing once again topped the rankings in the city, and the news spread again among this class of high school seniors.
However, it was not based on her grades, but - she was dropped out of school.
The reason is even more shocking: She burned down a building.
Unbelievable things often have extraordinary spreading power. Overnight, all the senior high school students in the city knew that there was a genius named Mo Qing from the No. 1 High School, but she was kicked out of school for setting fire to the school. Next year, she is very likely to become one of their
classmates.
[Transfer to our No. 1 Middle School. I need a legend like her in my last half year of high school life. 】
[The God of Study took a look at our No. 3 Middle School, I want to be friends with you so that I can brag about you in the future.]
[Our No. 7 Middle School is pretty good too. Genius, will you consider it? 】
…
Except for the No. 1 Affiliated High School, students from other schools are looking forward to Mo Qing's arrival.
However--
Mo Qing, who suddenly became the star of every school, came to the Eighth Base the next day, ready to find something to do.
She arrived at the base gate.
"You're here." Goblin was waiting for her at the door. When he saw her, he waved and then looked at the windbreaker she was wearing and admired, "This outfit looks good, not at all student-like."
Mo Qing was wearing the windbreaker she bought with Jiang Ke that day.
She ignored Goblin.
"Today's arrangement is like this." Goblin followed her to the building and introduced, "You have to go to the operations department first and sign in there, and then I will take you to apply for a temporary pass. With this pass
, you can enter and exit the building freely, and you are considered half a non-staff..."
Goblin was in a very happy mood.
Anyone with eyesight can see it.
"Where's work?" Mo Qing asked.
"There is a young lady who is willing to take you in. She is a reporter outside, and her company happens to be looking for interns -" Goblin came to the operations department and pushed open a glass door.
The lively atmosphere inside suddenly became quiet.
The atmosphere was not right. Goblin stopped talking and glanced inside. The lightness and joy between his brows also faded a bit.
Mo Qing raised his eyes.
There were four or five people standing in the corridor in front, all tall and young. They were talking and laughing, but after noticing Mo Qing and Goblin, their smiles disappeared.
There was a faint sense of oppression in the eyes that looked over.
That kind of oppression was directed at Goblin.
"Who am I supposed to be?" After a moment of silence, a young man spoke up. His eyes glanced at Goblin with contempt and his tone was sarcastic. "What do you think the freeloader next door is doing here?"
