Chapter 13: The first encounter with another world 4
Mo Yang didn't pay attention to Chu Han's displeasure and said slowly: "It can be cured, but it will take about a year to adjust."
Ming Wuqian's eyes flashed with doubts, he was half-believing, but he smiled quietly and said: "You have Young Master Laomo, then Young Master Laomo will live in the thatched cottage from now on."
Mo Yang didn't say anything. Caotang? It's just right. He's interested in poisons, so it's not a bad idea to study them.
A servant led Mo Yang to the side room. The room was large and fully furnished. It should be used to receive guests.
"Cai'er is here to serve the young master," the woman said with a salute, lowering her head, not daring to look directly.
Mo Yang glanced at her. She looked like a shy girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old. "Look up."
Cai'er slowly raised her head, still not daring to look directly at Mo Yang
Mo Yang rarely smiled. Is she scary? "Can she know martial arts?"
Cai'er heard that Mo Yang's tone was always calm and her voice was pleasant, so she became more relaxed when speaking, "Yes, everyone in the teaching can do it."
"You go down first, I want to rest"
"Yes, Master." Cai'er was glad in her heart. Her master is so kind.
The next morning the weather was still cold in February
Mo Yang rarely got up early and studied various medicines in the thatched cottage, ignoring the looks of others, because Ming Wuqian had given an order yesterday, 'Young Master Mo is the person in charge of the thatched cottage and an honored guest in the church.'
Chu Han walked into the thatched cottage and saw the man in black robes who was concentrating on playing with the medicine. He bent down slightly and a few strands of hair fell down along his shoulders. Although he couldn't see his expression, he could feel the light in his eyes.
, such a person is difficult to ignore
"Good morning, Young Master Mo," Chu Han said politely
"Good morning, just call me Mo Yang." She is not a young master.
"Okay, my name is Chu Han." Chu Han smiled slightly. He had exactly what he meant. This Mo Yang is a bit interesting.
"Sit down and let me take your pulse first."
Chu Han sat down cooperatively and said: "I can let you cure the disease, but I don't have high hopes. You can rest assured that the treatment will take place." The implication is that even if the cure is not good, I won't blame you.
"Do you have no confidence in yourself or in me?" Mo Yang asked. Tuberculosis is no longer a serious disease in the 21st century.
"I have tuberculosis," Chu Han said calmly, meaning it was a terminal illness. He had been desperate and even gave up on himself, but now he has learned to be indifferent and cherish every day.