Chapter 202 Pharmacist [31] Mo Qing: Who is the minister?!
"Doctor Mo."
Mo Qing paused in his steps.
Later, Jiang Ke's emotionless voice was heard: "I'm here to see a doctor."
Mo Qing turned sideways, and his eyes came into view. His deep black eyes glanced straight at him. The moment he suddenly bumped into him, Mo Qing was in a trance.
She asked: "What disease?"
Jiang Ke said: "I have a headache."
"It's hard to cure."
"So I came to find you."
"Wait." Mo Qing said in a gentle tone, "I'm going to the Huichun Pavilion."
"good."
Jiang Ke agreed.
Mo Qing walked past Jiang Ke.
Jiang Ke's eyes followed her, and the hazy light shone on her body, with uncertain brightness and darkness. The tall and slender figure gradually faded away. Against the backdrop of the surrounding ancient buildings, she seemed to be walking into the past.
Jiang Ke's eyes flashed.
He stood under the plane tree, lit a cigarette, and looked calmly at the door of the medical center.
The business of the medical clinic was okay, and people came in and out, one after another. Time passed little by little, but the person he was waiting for was nowhere to be seen.
He took a puff of cigarette and frowned, feeling a little upset.
He doesn't have a good temper.
Not patient yet.
There are flaws all over.
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In the medical clinic, Mo Qing took the book and wanted to leave, but suddenly noticed the prescription on the table. She glanced at it out of habit and asked Ye Wubian, who was about to grab the medicine: "What's the disease?"
"Chronic gastritis."
Mo Qing looked around and found that the patient was not there.
Ye Wubian guessed her intention: "Still inside."
Mo Qing said "Oh" and curled his fingers towards Ye Wubian. Ye Wubian understood and handed a signature pen to Mo Qing, who changed the medicine.
Throwing the pen away, Mo Qing raised his eyebrows: "Go and catch it."
"good."
Ye Wubian nodded.
He always talks little and has a cold temper, but he is reliable and principled in his work.
However, since learning that Mo Qing cured Gu Wanwan, Ye Wubian has absolute trust in Mo Qing's medical skills.
After delaying for a while, Mo Qing took the book and left.
When leaving the hospital, Mo Qing subconsciously raised his eyes and looked somewhere.
The shadows of the trees were whirling and shadowy. He stood under the tree, his waist straight and straight, and there was a scarlet light spot between his fingers. As if he noticed something, he raised his eyes and looked over, and their eyes met.
Mo Qing walked towards him.
Jiang Ke stubbed out his cigarette in advance, returned to the front of the car, and opened the passenger door.
"Give."
After some distance, Mo Qing threw a medicine bottle towards Jiang Ke.
Jiang Ke raised his hand to catch it, glanced down at it, and put it in his pocket.
Mo Qing bent down and got into the car.
Jiang Ke drove back.
The relationship between the two people naturally broke the ice because of Jiang Ke's trip.
Mo Qing crossed his legs, turned the book to the page he was reading before, and said leisurely: "What else did you think of?"
Jiang Ke said: "War."
Mo Qing was slightly startled.
"His resourcefulness and bravery make him look like a TV series." Jiang Ke said lightly.
"Is it wonderful?"
"Wonderful."
Jiang Ke could not deny it.
At this point, Jiang Yan is definitely an excellent military strategist. He is good at using tricks and surprises, and can often achieve the greatest victory with the smallest sacrifice.
As of now, the story is a thoroughly enjoyable one.
"But your reckless tactics don't seem to have changed." Mo Qing said coolly.
While staying at the hospital, Mo Qing used the computer to visit the forum and saw Jiang Ke's afternoon game. It was still bloody and brutal, and the style was very unified.
——She even suspected that Jiang Ke had done it on purpose.
"Um."
Jiang Ke had no other explanation.
He clearly knew that what he was playing was a game, and he had no sense of immersion. He didn't care about sacrifices and only looked at the data.
Mo Qing did not continue chatting with Jiang Ke.
If you continue talking, you may get angry.
She lowered her head to read a book.
Halfway through the journey, Jiang Ke suddenly asked: "What book?"
"The Old Queen is Bankrupt." Mo Qing flipped over the cover, "A book read by Butler Bai."
Jiang Ke glanced at her book.
"The pressure in your life now is quite high." Mo Qing said slowly.
Although Jiang Ke did not realize the "high pressure" aspect, there is no denying this social reality.
He said: "There is no utopian ideal world."
Mo Qing was noncommittal.
She also saw many problems in this era. There was no famine, war, or constant threat of death, but hierarchical exploitation and oppression also existed.
Times are still progressing.
Be gentle in any way.
However, Mo Qing never thought that he would see a perfect world a hundred years later.
The book was not thick, so I almost finished reading it in the afternoon. After a while, the entire book was read, and Mo Qing closed it and threw it into the back seat.
"How many tasks have you taken on?" Mo Qing got down to business.
Jiang Ke paused: "Eight or nine."
"How many?"
Even Mo Qing suspected that he was hallucinating when he heard this number.
"To be precise, eight." Jiang Ke said, "I just finished one before I came here."
"Is it all related to games?"
"Um."
"There are so many, how busy can you come?"
"Um."
"..."
Um, shit.
In comparison, Goblin, who was still obsessed with one task, was simply not worth mentioning in front of Jiang Ke.
After a while, Jiang Ke commented: "Your efficiency is too slow."
Mo tilted his eyes and looked.
Jiang Ke continued: "Take Qingqiao Town's performance as an example, I will deduct your salary."
