Chapter 165 A hundred years ago [22] Chu Yangyang was poisoned, Mo Qing detoxified
"What do you think happened to Miss Chu?"
Aluo's sudden words made Mo Qing, Jiang Ke and Song Yiyuan look at each other.
A few seconds later, A Luo frowned and his tone became anxious: "I'll be right back."
He hung up the phone.
Xiao Wu from the crew asked at the right time: "What's wrong with Miss Chu?"
"Poisoned."
A Luo said two words and immediately turned around and left.
Xiao Wu, the crew member, looked confused. He looked at A Luo's back, then at the three of them, and finally said, "Sorry, we're leaving first."
After saying that, Xiao Wu followed A Luo.
"It's impossible to guard against it." Mo Qing leaned against the door and glanced in the direction the two left, then glanced at Jiang Ke and Song Yiyuan in front of him, "Where's Goblin?"
Song Yiyuan replied: "I don't know what kind of madness he has. He said that he would run through the hotels in the whole town to find that person."
"Motivated." Mo Qing commented, but his emotion could not be heard.
I don’t know if it’s a compliment or a derogation.
Mo Qing asked: "Where are you two?"
Song Yiyuan felt guilty: "I..."
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows, not wanting to listen to his nonsense: "Aren't you a doctor? Why don't you go and have a look?"
When Song Yiyuan mentioned this, his interest waned and he curled his lips: "I haven't been a doctor for many years."
Mo Qingyi tilted her head at him.
"Okay, okay, let me go find out." Song Yiyuan had no choice but to compromise.
Then, he left immediately.
There is only one Jiang Ke left.
Mo Qing started to find trouble with Jiang Ke again: "Aren't you a medical professional?"
Jiang Ke was not as threatening as Song Yiyuan, and he had no intention of surrendering. He said indifferently: "I don't care whether she lives or lives."
Taking two steps forward, he raised his hand to push the door open and passed by Mo Qing.
The man entered his room in a dignified manner.
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows, turned around, and stared at his figure: "Hey, did I invite you in?"
Jiang Ke stared at her for a second: "No."
Mo Qing slammed the door and walked in: "What do you mean?"
"Take a look at your doghouse."
Jiang Ke glanced around and frowned slightly in disgust.
The room was in a mess, the quilt was rolled up into a ball, and shoes, socks and clothes were scattered around. Fortunately, there were not many things, so no matter how many things were thrown away, there would only be a few pieces, otherwise it would be a mess.
Hearing this, Mo Qing was unhappy and hissed: "I advise you to learn how to speak."
Jiang Ke frowned: "Does Jiang Yan sound nice?"
"Not only does she speak nicely, but she also cleans the house." Mo Qing bent down to pick up a piece of clothing, threw it on the bed, and then asked, "Do you want to study?"
When Jiang Ke heard this, he looked unhappy and said, "Who can imitate him?"
The already unhappy mood was worsened now.
Mo Qing didn't talk to him about it and asked directly: "What brings you here?"
"Can't you clean it up?" Jiang Ke really couldn't stand it.
"You can stay in the wooden house under the bridge, but not here?" Mo Qing asked back.
"..."
Jiang Ke was speechless for a moment.
Mo Qing clapped his hands, looking like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water: "I can't bear to do it by myself."
"..."
Jiang Ke endured it, but couldn't.
He raised his hand to push Mo Qing away, pulled out a bag, put the sundries in it one by one, gathered them and threw them aside, and then picked up Mo Qing's scattered clothes.
When he was picking up a coat, something suddenly slipped off. He lowered his eyes and saw that it was a bra.
The movement froze momentarily.
However, when he glanced around, he found that Mo Qing was playing with his mobile phone.
"cough."
Jiang Ke deliberately made a sound.
"Have you packed it up?" Mo Qing asked casually, putting the phone in his pocket with smooth movements.
Jiang Ke did not respond.
Mo Qing saw Jiang Ke, who looked a little strange, followed his gaze and saw a bra.
She was startled for a moment, then curled her lower lip, walked over, and picked it up generously.
Then, he took all the clothes in Jiang Ke's hand and put them into a bag.
"Are you hungry?" Jiang Ke suddenly asked.
"Hungry."
It's already noon. If I say I'm not hungry, I'm definitely lying.
Mo Qing was unable to carry out photosynthesis.
Jiang Ke said: "I'll treat you to a meal."
Mo Qing was surprised: "You are looking for me just because of this?"
"Um."
Jiang Ke nodded matter-of-factly.
He originally came to see Mo Qing to ask if Mo Qing had gotten up, but he met Song Yiyuan and three others on the way.
Mo Qing thought about it for a while and said, "Okay, wait for me to wash up."
*
After having lunch with Jiang Ke, Mo Qing received a call from Song Yiyuan.
She turned on speakerphone.
"I think we need you to come to the set." Song Yiyuan's tone was low.
"Um?"
"Several people on the crew were poisoned, and they all ate the same food." Song Yiyuan said, "Moreover, I have never seen any of their poisoning symptoms."
"Aren't you a doctor?"
Mo Qing's tone was very calm.
However, Song Yiyuan clearly felt that Mo Qing's words contained a strong mockery of "Are you just a quack?"
Song Yiyuan emphasized: "I am a surgeon."
Mo Qing said: "Then you are completely useless."
"...save some face."
Song Yiyuan was so tired that he couldn't even feel sad.
Others know that he used to be a doctor, but his hands were crippled and he always pays attention to what he says, and they don't know how considerate he is.
Only Mo Qing.
He stabbed him in the heart with a knife nonchalantly.
To be honest, Song Yiyuan is numb now.
Mo Qing asked again: "Didn't you send him to the hospital?"
"Yeah." Song Yiyuan said, "Send a few over. The hospital is treating them, but there are no results yet. Chu Yangyang and her two bodyguards don't believe in small hospitals, and big hospitals are far away. They say they want to go to the Wen family remotely.
Cure.”
At the end of the story, Song Yiyuan himself was speechless.
After thinking for a while, Mo Qing said, "I'll come."
She hung up the phone.
She turned to Jiang Ke and asked, "Are you coming with me?"
Jiang Ke mentioned the packed meals: "We have to deliver meals to Yin Lin."
"OK."
Mo Qing left directly.
Jiang Ke stood there, looking at Mo Qing's walking back with deep eyes.
The sun was shining all over the floor, and Jiang Ke stood in the shadow. The light fell from in front of him, but did not touch him.
*
Since it was not one of his own who was poisoned, Mo Qing was not in a hurry and walked to the set, buying a bag of nuts along the way.
Song Yiyuan was waiting for her at the door: "You are very leisurely."
"Would you like to eat it?" Mo Qing handed him the nuts, "Honor the teacher."
Song Yiyuan hesitated and reached out to take it.
But the next moment, Mo Qing collected the nuts again.
She seemed to remember: "I forgot that you are not a teacher."
Song Yiyuan was so angry that he wanted to beat him up: "Have you forgotten how I protected you when you were in school?"
"Too."
Mo Qing thought for a moment and handed the nuts over again.
Teacher Song was angry. Don't go too far. You don't want this insincere filial piety.
Mo Qing raised her eyebrows, forced the nuts into his arms, and at the same time added, "Quite stingy."
Song Yiyuan: "..."
"Where are the people?" Mo Qing asked.
They came to the filming location, and there was no one there anymore.
"In front." Song Yiyuan pointed forward, "They rented several rooms there, and the three of them were taken there. I'll wait for you here."
"oh."
Mo Qing nodded.
The two of them walked forward.
Mo Qing asked: "What are the symptoms?"
"..." After pondering for a moment, Song Yiyuan frowned, "It's hard to say."
Mo Qing glanced at him: "I've already questioned your doctor's past, don't let me question your identity as a Chinese teacher again."
Song Yiyuan: "..." Please shut up.
"The skin is pale, the whole body is sweating, and the lips are red. He looks like a ghost." Song Yiyuan thought for a while and continued describing, "Sometimes he is awake and sometimes he is unconscious. But -"
"Um?"
Song Yiyuan frowned slightly: "After a while, a lotus will appear on their foreheads, and then they will be unable to control their behavior."
"..."
Mo Qing suddenly became silent.
Song Yiyuan didn't notice it and thought to himself: "Normal poisoning is usually vomiting, high fever, diarrhea, or drowsiness, or local symptoms... I have never seen this before."
Song Yiyuan was very distressed.
He really doesn't want to appear to be a fool in the medical field.
But the problem is that this is beyond the scope of his knowledge.
If you haven’t seen it, you haven’t seen it.
Mo Qing stopped walking.
After Song Yiyuan walked a few steps, he realized that Mo Qing had not followed, and immediately turned around: "Why don't you leave?"
After staring at Song Yiyuan silently for a few seconds, Mo Qing suddenly said: "Let's go back."
"ha?"
Song Yiyuan didn't know why.
Mo Qing turned around and left.
Song Yiyuan hurried over and grabbed Mo Qing's arm: "You're here, let's go take a look."
"..."
Mo tilted his eyes to look at him without saying a word.
"It doesn't matter if you can't cure it. No one knows you can cure it." Song Yiyuan thought she turned back because she was afraid of being embarrassed if she couldn't cure it. "Just take a look and leave if you don't have any idea."
After a pause, Mo Qing said slowly: "Actually."
Song Yiyuan asked: "What?"
Mo Qing said: "This poison can't kill anyone."
"Really?" Song Yiyuan was a little surprised, "You know?"
"..."
After a moment of silence, Mo Qing didn't say much.
She pushed Song Yiyuan's hand on her arm away, thought about it, turned around, and walked forward.
Forget it, let’s take a look...
*
The crew rented a house from a wealthy family.
There is a courtyard outside, and inside is a three-story self-built house, which is very grand.
There is a wall outside the yard and the gate is closed.
Mo Qing and Song Yiyuan came to the door.
Song Yiyuan raised his hand and knocked on the door.
After a while, the door was opened, but two bodyguards in black appeared on the left and right, staring at the two of them with vigilance and precaution.
"What do you want?" one of the bodyguards asked coldly.
He looked at Mo Qing specifically.
——Although Mo Qing saved Chu Yangyang last night, in the evening they were all defeated by Mo Qing alone.
——Mo Qing is obviously a dangerous person.
Song Yiyuan explained: "Let's take a look at the poisoning situation."
The bodyguard frowned: "Didn't you read it?"
When we were at the filming location, Song Yiyuan showed up, but he just looked around and saw nothing happening.
This time they came over again and brought Mo Qing with them, so the two bodyguards had no choice but to take action.
Song Yiyuan pointed to Mo Qing on one side: "It's her we're here to see this time."
"Her?" The bodyguard looked at Mo Qing coldly and said disdainfully, "Has she graduated from college?"
Another bodyguard said: "She is very skilled, but let's forget this matter. We, Miss Chu, need to be quiet. You should leave quickly."
By the end of the sentence, my tone was already a little impatient.
Song Yiyuan hissed.
He didn't expect that if he kindly asked Mo Qing to come over, he would be blocked at the door.
After a pause, Song Yiyuan did not take any hard measures, but just said: "You go and ask A Luo first."
"You should leave as quickly as possible." The first bodyguard was already very impatient and his face turned dark. "You don't know medical skills. Even if I call the King of Heaven over here, you still won't be able to get in."
"Then let's go."
Mo Qing said casually, turned around and left.
Song Yiyuan stretched his hand back, grabbed Mo Qing's shoulder, and pulled him back: "Wait, wait. Young man, please be patient."
He was smiling.
Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: What are you waiting for?
Before Mo Qing could figure it out, he suddenly saw Song Yiyuan looking towards the two bodyguards. The pleasant expression on his face disappeared, but there was still a smile on his lips.
It's just that there's a hint of ruthlessness in the smile.
Song Yiyuan punched a bodyguard in front of him in the face.
Before the bodyguard could react, Song Yiyuan kicked him forward again, knocking him over.
The other bodyguard came to his senses at this time and raised his hand to grab Song Yiyuan, but Song Yiyuan had already noticed it, turned his head to avoid it, fought with the opponent for two rounds, and knocked him to the ground.
"hiss."
Song Yiyuan shook his fist, as if it hurt.
He glanced condescendingly at the two useless bodyguards, frowned slightly, and patted the dust on his sleeves: "Don't be fierce, they are all warriors, and they can't speak well?"
Two bodyguards: "..."
Talk about your ancestors!
You ride on horseback to make a sneak attack!
"Teacher Song?" Mo Qing tilted her head, as if she was meeting him for the first time.
Song Yiyuan waved his hand: "I haven't been a teacher for a long time."
"..."
Mo Qing's lips twitched very lightly.
There was quite a noise at the door, and someone quickly ran out from inside.
It's A Luo, and he brought two bodyguards with him.
"What happened?"
A Luo asked as soon as he came out. His eyes were dazzled by the bright sun and he squinted.
It took him a second to see the situation clearly.
Their two bodyguards fell to the ground, and the two people standing at the door had a "ruining" style, but -
Taking a closer look, it was Song Yiyuan and Mo Qing.
A Luo's expression condensed.
If it hadn't been for Mo Qing's rescue of Chu Yangyang last night, he would definitely have made the decision to find someone to throw these two out.
By chance, I have this kindness.
No matter how much you don't like them, or even if you feel your hands itching when you see them, you can't be aggressive at this time.
A Luo took a few steps closer, looked at the two of them, and frowned: "What are you two doing here?"
His tone was gloomy.
"Nothing else," Song Yiyuan said politely, "Mo Qing happens to know a little bit about medical skills, so he came to see Miss Chu's condition. We are kind-hearted and turned her away rashly. Isn't it inappropriate?"
A Luo gritted his molars.
The eyes looking at Mo Qing were full of doubts.
In terms of skill, Mo Qing is very powerful.
On medical skills...
At this age, even the most aggressive scammers on the Internet would not dare to claim to “understand medical skills.”
After glancing at Mo Qing, A Luo looked at Song Yiyuan: "I wonder which university she is a top student in?"
"..."
Song Yiyuan did not speak, but turned to look at Mo Qing, his eyes revealing a lot of information——
I'll just say it!
You can't make it in our industry without a degree!
They don’t want to see you at all!
Look at you, you made me drop out of school halfway!
"..."
Mo Qing understood, but didn't want to respond at all.
